The entire crew had some kind of gripe with the commander, considering his obnoxious attitude and know-it-all behavior.
Although he was of the rank of Commander, everybody felt that he didn’t deserve it, that it was handed to him on a silver platter.
And after dealing with him for long enough, some of the crew members finally decided to do something about him.
The medical crew paced up and down the hallway, preventing any other crew members from coming close. A murmur of curious voices echoed as people looked at the scene unfolding.
Diamond, Yasain, and Lah-Mal kept their heads down as the Chief of Medical reassured them that by the time they reached the commander there was nothing they could have done. Finally allowed to leave the trio walked away from the crowd, heading back to the command center. Yasain and Lah-Mal silently went to their posts.
As for Diamond, he started at the empty commander’s chair.
“In the clear,” he whispered.