Navarre and his Elite Warrior escorts arrived aboard the small freighter. They took their time moving through the vessel on what was a familiarization tour. Finally a set of doors slowly opened before them. "You may want to make some upgrades," One stated with annoyance at how slowly the doors opened before them. "A few Navarre chuckled. His eyes then opened wide as he looked about the spacious chamber that lay before him. "Your bridge, Captain." The tall officer smiled as he made a sweeping gesture with his arm. "Captain." Navarre gasped in stunned awe. The very thought had never occurred to him until now. He was Captain of two vessels. "Too much.!" He stammered. "You father is giving you the best chance he can." Navarre moved towards the forward console and ran his finger gently along the edge of the central control panel. "All looks pretty basic." He glanced back with a smile. "I have been taught this for as long as I can remember." "For a reason." The tall Klingon responded with a smile and a nod. Navarre glanced about the chamber; taking notice to the various systems and operations. Plans were already forming within his mind. "One year." He muttered softly to himself.