<div class="floatleft">(https://i.stack.imgur.com/mVOSg.gif)</div>Master Chief Petty Officer Tory Leer walked calmly through the corridors of the USS Avenger, heading for the Captain's quarters. He stopped at the entrance and pulled a special badge, pressing it to the door and waiting for the computer to verify his identity before sliding open. Inside, the lights came on to full brightness, and MCPO Leer walked to the desk and sat down. He used his badge to access the special safe built into the Captain's desk, opening it and placing a genuine letter in a sealed envelope inside the safe before closing it again. This letter was the sealed orders for the ship's first mission, and the Captain would only gain access to the safe once the ship was fully underway. With his duty completed, Leer stood and headed out, returning to the station where he would perform similar such duties on all the other vessels due to depart soon.<br/><br/>Elsewhere, Chief Nurse Jessica Croyle was entering inventory into her terminal. The ship was stocked on all basic medication required to treat the basic ailments likely to be encountered by the crew over the next six months before they arrived at Starbase 10. She stopped and noticed Dr. Khal'vanas had entered Sickbay. She gave him a smile,<strong>"Good morning, Doctor. We're almost done with inventory and any last minute preparations."</strong><br/><br/>The Avenger continued its preparations. There was much to do and little time it seemed while the crew stowed away the literal tons of material. As the senior officers walked through the corridors, everyone moved out of their way but continued on their way, carrying boxes and moving materials. The vast bulk of the containers slid along the complex network of smaller tubes scattered throughout the ship, the sleds arriving to drop off a package and then depart. Piggy backing off the complex web of pipes, wires, and ducts that snaked through the ship, it was the most efficient delivery method for bulk materials. But, the system did not deliver everywhere, and some parts had to be delivered by hand.<br/><br/>It would be a few more hours before launch, but already some of the crew was asleep. They were the third shift crew, and they needed rest to keep from falling asleep on the job later when they went on shift. Another group was preparing to go on shift, helping some but taking what chance they could get while still off shift to grab some recreation and relax. This, naturally, kept the ship's mess constantly busy, preparing food for the ship's busy hands. Right now, they were mostly preparing sandwiches and other quick items for the crew to enjoy while taking five minutes to scarf something down. For those with a bit more time, there were a few meals coming out such as fried chicken, hamburgers, and fried rice. Of course, for someone like the Captain or Commander, meals could be ordered almost any time of the 'day' (though such a concept was meaningless on a starship) of anything on the ship's menu that day. The menu would vary from day to day, but would remain fairly consistent.<br/><br/>(Leaving it open for people to explore the ship some before we fully depart)