Be it chronitons or just the way time and space worked, it seemed that what was once a conversation about power had sped up into actually arriving at the rendezvous with the Intrepid. Makari remained at his station and watched as the screen came to life and their captain and the Intrepid captain began the witty banter that only Starfleet Captains went in for. Gentle insults of one anothers ships, endless loads of mutual respect and a tiny bit of ego stroking because they were both four gold pip wearing members of the elite club of space farers, Starfleet Captains, forging out a path and a destiny... yeah they made it all sound so colorful and fancy. But it was what it was. A rare honor that not everyone was cut out for. In fact Makari was sure he wasn't cut out for it.<br/><br/>That was neither here nor there though. Time travel, silly chroniton shifts, and captains in jovial conversations. It was all a day in the life of a Starfleet officer. Makari laughed quietly to himself and hit a few keys on his console, setting the weapon systems down by a quarter and delaying the announcement that would spring up on the tactical and security panels by a few minutes so he could... yes he nodded at the captain as he ordered him to go great the new Tactical Chief. The relayed message would arrive in the consoles well after he was on his way off the bridge. Saved by the bell, or the new crew roster at any means.<br/><br/>"Aye, aye, sir," Makari smiled and gave a half salute then stepped away from the OPS station and headed off the bridge, smiling to himself as he went off to welcome their newest crewmember to their home in space.