You joined the military, to serve as a soldier on a spaceship. It's not like this means much anymore, there hasn't been war for centuries or anyone to challenge your fleets.
You're starting in the lowest rank, not high born, sleeping in bunk beds and cleaning duty, but you work hard and you're good at your job, best in your group. Still, your duty is all routine and watch.
That is until one day, communications with HQ go down and when they go back up, your captain has picked the wrong side in a civil war inside the existing government that started right here right now in the very space station you were guarding. All existing officers on your ship are swiftly court martialed, congratulations, you are now an officer! Move into your now solo quarters and meet your new coworkers: You are now reporting two level higher directly to a fleet admiral, the emperor's cousin with an apparent past as intelligence officer and who likes shooting, singing and saying things that will get you court martialed. Your colleagues are the grumpy doctor, and living legend captain and only survivor of a ship fallen a thousand years ago, now degraded to lieutenant, and a teenage recruit lieutenant with migraine, well at least until it turns out she's was also supposed to be the emperor herself.
What I'm trying to say, Ekalu had one hell of a career change that week. And she got no one to confide, her family unreachable from the information blackout, how former bunkmates now her subordinates and the situationship out-of-her-time captain turns out to be a stupid snob.
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