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> Celine knew that her new boss was going to be a
> Horta so it made it easy to
> identify him when she arrived. She made her way
> over to him. Excuse me,
> sir. I am Celine LaLune-Ares. I have been
> assigned to join your department."
>
> The large multicolored but mostly orange silicon
> form shifted and rotated
> around to 'face' his addresser.
>
> {You are late,} replied the electronic voice
> generated by his translator to
> her her comm badge.
>
> The woman's purple eyes studied her new departmental
> chief with a bit of
> surprise. She was not late. In fact, she was
> early. She was not going to be
> pushed around, but decided to say nothing since it
> was her first day on the
> job.
>
>
> {Protocol said One should have checked into One's
> proper time requirements
> for duty.} Commander Shevab waldoes placed more
> padds on his table.
>
> The woman nodded. "Understood, sir," she said with
> the sandy-blonde color
> of her hair bobbing slightly as she responded.
>
> {Here is 'The Speech." You are my third. Your
> immediate superior officer is
> Mr Knucklebiter, who is on an Away Mission. Duty
> shifts are ten Standard
> hours with a one hour overlap of shifts at front
> and end of shift. This is until
> repairs are completed. My reputation as 'a
> reproductive organ crushing child
> of illegitimate birth' is true. There are three
> ways to
> do things on my staff, the wrong way, the Fedration
> way and my way so you
> can guess which one is correct. Mine is a training
> command, and my previous
> personnel have gone on to many 'plum' posts as,
> they say. There are few who
> have not done well. I can gaurentee you at least
> one is somewhere currently
> scraping the interior of a photon torpedoe tube by
> hand. I still do not
> understand why someone with your background in
> transwarp mechanics and previous duty
> of ships would settle for a position here is a
> mystery. But you are here,
> and I expect you on time. Your post and duties are
> over there. Welcome aboard.}
>
> Celine listened closely to what Shevab had to say,
> but had to bite her
> tongue to prevent herself from bursting out in
> laughter. While Engineers were
> known to often be difficult to work with, she had
> never worked with such a big
> ego. While, he was her superior, he himself had
> addressed her record. She
> had to wonder why he had decided to treat her like
> a first-year cadet.
> Whatever the reasons, it was clear that he was not
> one for conversation. "Thank
> you, sir." she replied before making her way over to
> the station he had assigned
> to her.
>
> She brought up the repair schedule to the station
> and saw that she actually
> had an assignment to work on the power generators to
> try and bring them
> completely up to par and increase efficiency.
>
> Celine walked over to one of the tool lockers and
> prepared a tool kit before
> reporting back to the Horta. "Sir, I am going to
> head to generator one to
> work on bringing it completely back on-line. Would
> you like me to bring any
> of the other members with me to work on it?" The
> human woman had taken the
> fact that this was a training department to heart
> and thought she could train a
> few of the junior officers while she made repairs.
>
{You are free to choose whomever you like, but please
rotate your chosen as not to show any favoritism in
the future.} He replied.
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