Will finished packing away what gear he had brought with him into his storage locker before heading to the mess. It had been a surprise when he’d been assigned to the Andromeda, the finest ship he had ever laid eyes on and he was to be part of its crew. He had been told a few days prior that he would be serving on the vessel and it had been a long haul over to where the ship was docked, leaving him somewhat sleep deprived.
Stifling a yawn while walking into to mess, he glanced around at his surroundings. People hurried about staring at messages on their Omni-tools, carried out various tasks and sat about chatting with one another. He headed for an empty table, taking a seat and letting his head flop down onto the surface of the table. Closing his eyes for a few blissful seconds he let his mind wonder, he had heard Shepard, Commander Shepard herself! was aboard but he hadn’t seen her so he was taking it with a grain of salt. Picking his head up, Will lightly slapped himself a couple of times on each cheek in an attempt to keep himself attentive, he was curious to know if there was any intended debrief, or at least a brief speech about what was to come.





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