Comrade

Niomo's ears perked up when he heard an officer bring up running away. He did not move his eyes away from his PADD, but he silently nodded in agreement. Sadly, he knew that it was yet another moot point. The Powers-That-Be had already decided what officially would be done.

But what would be done unofficially would be up to each and every crew at the Azimuth Horizon.