Sergent Antonio De Rica<div class="floatright">(http://i420.photobucket.com/albums/pp289/guardianangel98/fighter_by_des_henkers_braut-d3299le.jpg)</div>Location: Mess hall<br/><br/>With the mess hall nearly full of people Antonio made his way inside and to the line for the replicator. He ordered a bowl of spaghetti with a side of steamed green beans and a Soda to drink before looking around for a seat. He chose a booth by the window, away from the tables that were considered "officers tables" but neither was it solely for enlisted personnel either. It was just a table, open to anyone.<br/><br/>He sat down and looked out at the stars as curious thoughts wandered through his mind about the various alien life forms they hadn't met in the gamma quadrant. For him it was almost a shame that just about every alien they had met were of the humanoid variety. Why weren't there more truly alien beings in the galaxy? Unique intelligent life that took forms that were truly different rather then just similar to himself. Still there was hope in this unexplored space, eventually he was going to find something to put his knowledge in xenobiology to work<br/><br/>As he ate he looked at a datapad and began reading, the screen flipping from study to study on knew studies into various life forms. Each one written by colleagues he corresponded with on a regular basis and in some cases had met in person.