<strong>Ensign Brady Vincent chatting with the dashing Lieutenant Tosh</strong><br/><br/>Brady listened carefully at Lieutenant Tosh. Well, he mostly listened. The rest was studying each detail of Tosh’s face and upper body. The Chief of Security looked like he could easily take Brady and snap him in half. It was frankly exciting to the young human.<br/><br/>Tosh was of course right. Size only mattered in a fight if you knew what you were doing. Brady had no skills in hand to hand combat and would be no match against anyone bigger than him. Probably true for many people smaller than him too.<br/><br/>It also sounded like Tosh was a bit more aggressive. Probably a smart attribute in a Security Chief. One word caught Brady’s attention. “You’re an Angosian?” His jaw almost dropped open. In his nursing courses at the Academy Brady learned about a wide variety of species. He remembered a very brief but interesting conversation about Angosians and their biologically and genetically enhanced super-soldiers. “That’s awesome!” Brady grinned widely. “I’ve never met an Angosian. We learned about your anatomy in a course I took. You guys make Klingons look like Tribbles!”<br/>