05-07-2024, 06:58 PM
The last to arrive, Art was quick to put forward her excuse: “I had no idea where I was supposed to report, sorry!” In fact, she had no idea that they were even allowed on the shipyard in question, since their orders had been strict on them staying on Bajor or Deep Space Nine. There was a door to an office she had been told Braggins was in, and a few people she knew were milling around the station. Art was glad she hadn’t shown up in one of her brightly-colored lightweight dresses.
The orders received had been from an Admiral she had never heard of, for a ship she thought had been a mish-mash, and there had been no listing on who the Captain would be. At least I know who the other Department Heads are. She thought, smiling at faces she recognized. She wondered who was behind the door, if it was Captain Jen Braggins or someone new.
Then the door opened, which surprised Art a bit as she was actively “not pacing”, and she had to make a conscious effort to not walk into the person who was now walking out.
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The orders received had been from an Admiral she had never heard of, for a ship she thought had been a mish-mash, and there had been no listing on who the Captain would be. At least I know who the other Department Heads are. She thought, smiling at faces she recognized. She wondered who was behind the door, if it was Captain Jen Braggins or someone new.
Then the door opened, which surprised Art a bit as she was actively “not pacing”, and she had to make a conscious effort to not walk into the person who was now walking out.
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