Meeting Room This executive room is carpeted in a utilitarian midnight blue weave, with a large, round table in the middle of the room. In a hole in the center of the table sits a miniature holographic imager. A viewscreen adorns one wall, and a rewritable board adorns the opposite wall. A port-style door leads to the Command Deck. Norton is kicked back in one of the chairs, apparently napping. Lucius walks in shaking his head and generally looking like an asshole. Such is his norm, of course. "Norton." He says. "Wake up. Our obesus porcus of a captain is coming up so we can make plans."