The door to a medium sized office swings open and promptly falls off one of it's hinges; the door hanging on for dear life from it's sole remaining hinge.
"Looks like we've still got some work to do around here." mumbled a well-kept man around the hanging cigarette in his mouth. His piercing blue eyes were examining the damage to the door. "Guess I shouldn't be surprised, considering how long this damn place sat abandoned."
He sighed walking away from the door, paging one of the repair crews to inform them of the damage to the office before he dropped the bag to the floor that had been slung over his shoulder. He'd just flown from Omicron Delta to Tau-23 through some rather risky star systems with limited firepower, no cloak, and no jump drive. The skeleton crew who were onboard the ship during the flight had their nerves frayed too. These were scientists and engineers, not battle-hardened fighters.
"Need to have Dr. Wright take a look at the coils on that jump drive before we take it out again. Need to make sure the damn thing can jump quickly if we need it to. So much to do, never enough time to do it." he said plopping down in his desk chair, leaning back, and closing his eyes. "What a beautiful day for science." he said with a subtle smile as he drifted off to sleep.
