Academy How To Survive Starfleet
The dank grass matting the landing pad perimeter made the whole morning seem a lot colder than it was. It was only 04:33, and Dack could barely see the other figure standing across the pad from him. They were wearing the exact same black jumpsuit, carrying the same standard-issue luggage pack and each of them had a pensive look written across their faces. It had been only two hundred days since the whole process had started, and while it felt like this day couldn't have come fast enough, he...