<strong>Chief Tactical Officer enters the Observation Lounge as a boy of eighteen not a man of twenty eight</strong><br/><br/>Trying to pull his uniform top taught on his chest, Kavash definitely noticed his uniform didn't fit the same way it usually did. Kavash was a little concerned about appearing before the other Senior officers in this state, but under the circumstances, he believed nothing would be said.  Entering the Observation lounge, finding only the Operations Officer and the Chief Engineer Kavash was a little surprised.  The state of Lieutenant McGalleon didn't shock him too much, he had seen the man in Sickbay being examined by the CMO, but seeing the young vibrant Operations officer so aged threw him off a bit.<br/><br/>"Gentlemen, it appears we are all being effected in different ways by the Chronitons."  He said with a nod to the two men as he took a seat a the conference table.  Unsure if he was sitting in his proper seat, he figured someone would tell him if he needed to move.  He found the supple leather of the briefing chairs to be very nice.  One of the perks of living on a brand new ship, all of the equipment was brand new.  "Lieutenant McGalleon, do we have any idea how widespread the effects of the Chronitons are?  Are the system malfunctions a part of this or did we not shake the McNair out properly before this mission?"