Brad Stapaneck<br/>USS Triton<br/>Headed toward the Captain's Quarters<br/><br/><br/>He as not happy with the decision to stop and help the stranded yacht. He didn't know about the girls they rescued, or the yacht being stranded, or even that a decision had been made. He knew his orders had changed and that no reason had been given, or if anyone had been given an explanation he had missed it somehow. He was out of the loop on some things, because he had no interest in attending any meetings that his rank granted him access to. He didn't much care for the ones that were free for all to attended, most of which were mandatory. And he couldn't care less about issues above his pay grade. Those three factors were why he was glad to attend to important matters in the engine room while everyone was away. They were also the reason he made regular trips to captain demanding answers, and in turn being reprimanded for not attending important meetings. His duties were usually reason enough to avoid major discipline, but not always.<br/><br/>Today was an odd one. It seemed that everyone with a good excuse to get near the Captain was using it. One pair was even fighting over who got to go. Usually the lower ranks had the opposite argument, choosing to avoid getting in the way. Especially after orders were changed, because that usually meant special circumstances. And if the captain was preoccupied with something important there was no leniency for mistakes. He slowed his pace and tried to get information by listening to the crews rumors.