He sat behind his desk and waited, lost in repair and training schedules, ordering munitions and preparing the ship for their next contract.  He needed to get out of the ship for a while.  Not to mention he still need to fill two slots in the Command Lance, one in Strike Lance and one, maybe two in Recon Lance.  He didn't feel right about going into battle without infantry support.  That was his own bias he knew, he was an infantryman himself.<br/><br/>He picked up the receiver and called up to the officer of the day informing her that he was leaving the ship for a while.  He decided to make a call out to the rest of the ship to see who was left on it of the new people.<br/><br/>"Attention through the ship, this is the XO.  I'm going back into town for a while.  If any of you new people want a ride, be at my jeep in ten minutes."  He turned off the intercom and gathered up a few things before walking out of his office and locking the door behind him.