<html><head><style type="text/css"><!-- DIV {margin:0px;} --></style></head><body><div style="font-family:times new roman, new york, times, serif;font-size:12pt;color:#000000;"><DIV>Matthew was unpacking when he got the call to the bridge. He dropped his stuff and left the room. As he walked through the hallways, his mind couldnt help but wander. What his father was doing after his encounter with his brother onboard the orion, what really happened? He shook his head as he reached the turbolift and stepped inside. "Bridge" he told the computer as the doors slid shut. As the hum of the lift rang, his mind began to wander again, but before he got too far, the doors opened to the bridge. </DIV>
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<DIV>He walked down to the navigations console and sat in the chair. Finally, he was behind the wheel of a Galaxy class starship. What a beauty, a 12.75 billion gigawatt warp core, feel that engine purr. Matt shook his head and readied the console. "Course laid in and engaging at full impulse, captain" He said. And with that, he began his bridge duty</DIV>
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<DIV>Respectfully submitted,</DIV>
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<DIV>Ensign Matthew Garret</DIV>
<DIV>FCO</DIV>
<DIV>USS Vimy-ridge</DIV></div><br>
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