On board the<em>Churchill</em>, the crew were coming out of cryo, and the ship was coming to life again, as all stations began reporting in their operational capacity. Clifton nodded, and sat back in his command chair as his steward brought him a cup of hot, sweet, milky tea. "Thank you, MacAllister." he said to the steward, before picking up the teacup.<br/><br/>"All stations report readiness, Captain!" was the general consensus.<br/><br/>"Very good; now let's be about it, gentlemen. Set a course for Braxis." Pat said.