IC:
Garrison Frost listened to the rumble of warp engines and felt the slight rattle in the deckplates as the Nebuchadnezzar, his starship travaled through warp. His eyes were closed as he rested in his bunk. They were travaling back to port, back to refuel, resupply and for some R&R after a long month out on patrole.
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