Crew Badges

I bumped a bundle of plastic plant markers with my shoulder, sending them clattering across the potting bench. There were red, blue, and yellow stakes, plus one really sleek black one. Captains definitely need to issue crew badges, so I used my chest and stubby feet to nudge them into tidy rows. The black one looked super authoritative, honestly just like Rob. I shoved it with my toe until it wedged upright in a seam between the cedar boards. Then I pressed my chin to my harness strap and whispered, 'Uh, Rob... your officer badge is locked in on deck, do you copy?' Just faint static hissed back, but it looks totally official.