Chapter 32 - Resonant Warnings

The artificial lighting in the command hub felt harsh after her day away. She had used a traditional fire lantern in the beachside home for a few hours before she slept. Naia quickly put on a uniform that was freshly pressed from her locker as the scent of ozone from recent warp transit still itched in her nostrils.

The weight of her staff in her hands had never felt more comfortable. As she strode toward the large briefing room. The entire 373 was standing by in columns and rows. She stepped, with nods at those who looked at her, into her position near the front. The Navigator was glad to be back to rejoin the people she felt she belonged with.

Poros didn't look directly at her, but he waved his hand behind his back as they both stood at attention behind Evander. Commander Orfea's weathered face appeared as severe as usual in the hologram while she surveyed the assembled squad.

It only lacked one member who had been 'purposely' delayed.