On the Warpath

[Capt Ayers 0]

Nick wakes up groggily early the next morning. He resists the urge to throw the clock when it informs him that it's only 6:30 am. Frowning, he glances at the empty spot next to him. He mulls over how he could get so thoroughly used to her presence at night that it invaded his subconcious as he tried to sleep causing him to have a rather restless night. Slipping out of bed he steps towards the bathroom, intending on taking a shower and getting dressed. And then after breakfast he'd head on down to sickbay. It was time he was cleared to return to duty. There was more then a few things that he intended to deal with today and he was not about to have a chat in his quarters with the Ambassadors or the Admiral afterwards. The Ambassadors sure as hell weren't welcome and whatever welcome and good grace Nick felt towards the Admiral had evaporated thanks to the Admiral's childish tirade. As Nick had told Muon the night before, it was time a few people learned their place.