Captain Vivian Orville stepped onto her bridge.  Most of the crew she could rely on, but there were a few new faces who were unsure about a female commander.  It was a good thing for them this was a private vessel, not one that relied on military discipline.  Her lip twitched a half smile as the lieutenant struggled to his feet.
“Are we ready to depart?” She asked him.  He scrambled for his clipboard.
“Yes, sir, er, Ma’am.  But the ground crew is on tea break.”
She sighed.  “Very well.  Lord knows they won’t get a rest for a while.”

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