No mater what culture or planet one comes from, 0600 was early in the morning, but that was the time stamped on the orders sent to every member of the<em>Defendarius</em>new crew, and to docking bay twelve.   The docking bay was unremarkable, the same universal grey and dark blue interior as the corridors of the base.   The only bright color in the docking bay was that of the ship docked there, the CorSec patrol ship<em>Defendarius</em>.   The air of the docking bay was a odd mixture of oil, lubricants, fuel, and the aroma of fresh brewed caff, which to anyone awake at this hour was a godsend.<br/><br/>The smell of caff was coming from the west side of the docking bay where a table had been set up that not only had caff, but an array of food that was set out, a dish for each different species that was a member of the crew.   Besides the table was a protocol that greeted each crew member as they arrived.<strong>"Greetings, I am C5-6R4, your CorSec Administrative Specialist assigned to the <em>Defendarius</em>.  Each of you have been assigned as the new crew.   Please do help yourselves to the refreshments and food provided.   The commander and the executive officer of the <em>Defendarius</em> will be here shortly to introduce themselves and to explain the role you will serve in the <em>Defendarius'</em> mission.   If there are any question, I am here to be of assistance."</strong>