<div class="floatright">(http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4148/5182008422_fba967f1b1_m.jpg)</div>The doors slid open, and his tall frame walked through.  A quick glance around told him that some of the other officers had the same idea after the briefing.  Might as well enjoy a little off time before the mission began.  Not that his part would be that difficult, at least not while on the ship.  The hard part came when he had to keep everyone safe on the away team.  It might be a good test of skills for some.  If they did run into hostility of any sort, he could gauge their reactions.  Any who seemed to freeze or hesitate would need some brushing up on their combat expertise or perhaps a lesson in thinking on their feet.<br/><br/>He walked in and toward the replicator.  Once he had stepped in front of it, he gave his order.  "Beef stew, spicy, and a glass of water, ice cold."  The man said.  The beep of the computer told him his order was being created, and soon, there was a bowl and glass sitting within the device.  He grabbed both and looked for an empty table.  Tosh found one near a couple of ensigns, one of which was quite fetching to the eye.  A simple glance to him was enough for the security chief.  Faces were his specialty.  He could remember them easily.<br/><br/>After being seated, he began to slowly dig into his food, his mind wandering to his next portion of the plan he had been working on.<br/><br/>