Ansem was halfway through his second (and last cigarette) for the break when he turned his attention away from the black void of space. He caught the front view of his smoke break friend walking over over to exchange pleasantries.<br/><strong>"Officer on deck."</strong><br/>He spoke lowly so that no one would actually snap to attention and interrupt their smoke break. His eyes did not overlook the short mandated skirt as he approached and stood stood "at ease" a stance that was easy for him to remain in with his natural size.<br/><strong>"How does the day find you today Kris?" </strong><br/>He reached over for a small stand that held an ashtray, tapping the ash into it before he pulled a few seats for the both of them.<br/><strong>"Or prefer the commander until day's end?" </strong>