<div class="floatright">(http://rs5.pbsrc.com/albums/y156/jillvader/Mobile%20Uploads/mw-receivingendpc_zpse7fd107f.jpg~320x480)</div>Cass was not normally a morning person. Given the option, unless something remarkable was going on, she’d like to lie in bed and sleep in rather then be up at the crack of dawn. However, this was one of those special occasions, and being dragged out of bed on the first day of training with the team would not make for a good first impression.<em>That’d make a great letter home to mum. Got booted out of the unit on the first day for not showing up to training.</em><br/><br/>As such, she’d known when to call it a night at the Coolant Leak, and when to be up and ready to go the next morning. And so, as such, she was out of bed at 0545, quickly dressing and wolfing down a breakfast bar and as warm a cup of coffee as she could manage at the hour, trying to make herself look and seem ready to go or, at the very least, not completely wasted.<em>Good thing I didn’t overdo it last night,</em>she considered.<em>I bet that there’s going to be a couple of people who wished they hadn’t either.</em><br/><br/>For some reason, the thought of Elizabeth either turning up completely wasted or not at all made her smirk. However, Cass kept it to herself as she entered the bay, instead trying to maintain as professional a demeanour as she could under the circumstances. Seeing Ranna there helped underscore that point; as friendly as she’d seemed last night, now they both were on the clock.<br/><br/>“Captain.” Cass began with a neat salute. “What do you have in store for us today?”<br/>