Citadel Launch Bay E42 was incredibly drab, but the ship locked to the magnetic supports was not. Brand new, with barely a scratch on her, was the SSV Normandy. Bleeding edge and beautiful, the Normandy was a ship any Commander would kill for. But she was his. Only Shepard's self-control kept him from bursting out into a song of thank yous to his CO, Anderson. "Thank you, sir. I'll make you proud." "I know you will, Commander. I'm afraid the Council is not so certain, but if you can make it through the hoops of their training... Good luck, Shepard." The Commander nodded and turned, ready to meet his new crew. OOC: Y'all's cue.