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     Lieutenant Shar |
Shar slept peacefully in his quarters. Then his alarm went off shattering the peace. Rolling out of bed, Shar hit the shower. Wandering back into his bedroom he pulled on his new uniform. Gone were the bars of a Lieutenant Major and the Forest Green of a Marine undershirt. They were replaced with a gold undershirt and the two solid pips representing a Lieutenant's rank in Starfleet. Standing in front of his mirror he looked at the image and smiled slightly. A change in job's was what he needed. His gaze stopped on his one remaining antenna which twiched as he stared at it. Perhaps he should have it removed. Along with the remaining stub of the ruined one. Then perhaps the other ship bound Andorians wouldn't shun him so much. He grinned ruefully at that thought and shook it out of his head. He'd been showing much more emotion the past week or so. The changes in him were rather remarkable but he wasn't sure what had brought them on. Perhaps the relief of much of his stress with the job change. Shrugging to himself he left his quarters and headed to the bridge to report to Commander Marcy. Along the way he received many odd looks , especially from some of the marines he knew. He ignored their looks and continued to the turbo lift. Once on the lift he ordered it to the bridge. Time for a his new life to begin. |