> "A raise or a promotion would be nice, but I think that I have already
>asked for enough on this trip.", he was still smiling.
"I made you XO this morrrning. Don't push it," she said with mock
fierceness. "Go on, get back to worrrk," she said, waving her hand toward
the door. "Sheesh. You make someone an XO and they think they can walk
all over you..."
Smiling the Magna Roman stood, and backed away, saying, "As you
command..."
She got back to work, this time checking their budget against those they
needed to get rid of. There were some that she would have to find money
for; they were so detrimental to the mission of Spec Ops and Starfleet in
general that they had to be gotten rid of permanently. Others they could
try to rehabilitate. She hated budget work, but it was a big part of he
job, so she got to it.
She was not working long before she was interrupted.
It was her trusty aide, "Admiral, I just recieved a memo from the CinC.
I can't open it. It is marked Confidential, Admiral's eyes only. What do
you want me to do with it?"
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