Act One, Scene One

[a magical taco]

Captain Campbell was freezing, though no one would know it unless they asked. He wore a black jacket with three buttons on each cuff, silver with his family's crest and a tartan of his family's colors. The white knee high socks did nothing to warm his legs. 'I wish I would at least worn underwear' he thought to himself. Despite the cold he was glad he came, he might not have if Skytower hadn't insisted. It still surprised him how many of the crew greet him like some kind of celebrity even though he walked the corridors of the ship everyday.

He watched as the festivities went on, pressed at how many people had come. He had seen Bonham enter but decided this was not the time to go and speak to the man he had known for so long, that would be a more private conversation than a party would allow.

He had not intended to stay for long but everytime he thought to leave another crew member would approach him and want to talk or ask questions. His presence seemed to have a positive effect on the crew. He had thought the presence of the captain would have been a buzz kill, maybe his skills as tactician were growing weaker. It was a thought that made him smile.

His only real duty tonight was to give a speech and present Noonia with an accommodation. He did not enjoy giving speeches so he had been putting it off but he knew he couldn't stall for much longer. He took a deep breath and looked around for Skytower and Noonia, he wanted them close when he gave his speech. He spotted Skytower next to Bonham and was thankful for the continued delay.