Thread:Johnathon Strider/@comment-26567397-20151012014057/@comment-24852191-20151012214018


 * Meanwhile, on the bridge, it is busy as officers work at their separate stations. One, the captain, me, sits in the command chair. I have short blonde hair, well within naval regulations. I also have brown eyes and am cleanly shaven. I wear the standard UNSC naval officer BDUs. A white uniform with a black strap that goes three quarters around the waist to the front and has white pants and black boots. I hit a button and a bosun's whistle sounds. I speak.

Me: All hands, this is the captain. Prepare to exit atmosphere!


 * I hit the button again and look to the helmsmen.

Me: Lt. Hanchel, take us back into orbit. 100% on the reactor, forward thrust.

Lt. Hanchel: 100% output, forward thrust, aye!

Me: Affirmative!


 * I get up as the UNSC Hansgraf's egines roar and she begins her accent back into orbit. I look at Commander Thomas Landry.

Me: Anything on the prisoner yet.

Landry: No sir, just that she's human in appearance.

Me: Hm, I'm going to have a chat with her. Commander Landry, you have the bridge.

Landry: Aye!


 * I turn and leave the bridge and walk down the coridors teaming with naval crew personnel, marines, ODSTs, Spartans, and naval officers.