It was a quiet morning. Like so many mornings in the dead of space here in sector two. That the Rebel fleet was on this ships red tail, you wouldn't have guessed.
Captain Wilco wrestles about with Spike the Mantis much to the dismay of Ensign Stellar. They picked him up on a rock in sector one, Stellar was against it, but Roger would not take no for an answer.
"Roger! Have you decided to upgrade the shield system already?", Stellar sighed just as Spike bites of Rogers arm.
"Yaaaooow! Bad Spike!". It must have been fate that Roger had the latest of the latest when it came to the ships medbay.
"Not now, Stellar. Got an arm to reattach!" Roger shouts while rushing to the med bay, holding his left arm in his right.
(More to come, but got to go now!)