[When Bush received the note he couldn't help but indulge the feeling of dread in the pit of his stomach. At first he couldn't fathom why Horatio would want to summon him so formally to the captain's cabin. And upon later rumination (something he never indulged in.) he still couldn't come up with a reason to be summoned.
Nor could he shake that feeling that it was for something done wrong. Bush had yet to find his uniform or his hat, so he was left wearing civilian's garb. Which made him feel even worse. If he could just don the garb he was familiar with he'd be more comfortable going to the captain's cabin he was sure.
Upon arriving Bush rapped his knuckles on the door before entering sans an invitation. Old habit.]
January 21st - action
Nor could he shake that feeling that it was for something done wrong. Bush had yet to find his uniform or his hat, so he was left wearing civilian's garb. Which made him feel even worse. If he could just don the garb he was familiar with he'd be more comfortable going to the captain's cabin he was sure.
Upon arriving Bush rapped his knuckles on the door before entering sans an invitation. Old habit.]
Sir?