USS Atlantis
Captain's Office Name not recognized
Posted by Captain Kelly Bordeaux (Commanding Officer) in Captain’s Office Name not recognized
Posted by Captain Kelly Bordeaux (Commanding Officer) in Captain’s Office Name not recognized
Posted by Captain Kelly Bordeaux (Commanding Officer) in Captain’s Office Name not recognized
Posted by… suppressed (3) by the Post Ghost! 👻
**TO: PostPennyensignStarleetpdeptheadquarters@starfleet.gov
FROM: BordeauxKellyMCaptain USSAtlanits@starfleet.govRE: Promotions
Good afternoon Penny,
I am looking to see when the final paperwork will go through authorizing the increase in rank for Gravel Mardusk and Ashlynn Summers. I have not seen it come through yet on my end.Have a good day,
Captain Kelly Shultz**
=/\=Name not recognized=/\= a high pitched and an artificial sounding voice rang through Kelly office. It elicited a loud grumble from the captain who promptly rubbed her forehead in aggravation.
“Have a good day, Captain Bordeaux,” Kelly spoke the words she had to fix. Hitting enter again the message went through without a glitch. Men never understood what a pain in the butt changing your name could be in real life. Yes, there was something magical and romantic to changing your name after marriage. It told the world you now belonged to someone else. That, someone, loved you enough to want to give you their name and claim for anyone wondering how much they held you above all others. Kelly was old fashioned and had no problems changing her name. What she did have a problem with was remembering her new name. Ian could sign her name like a forgerer of 20 years but recently he had stopped. Why? Because every paper that came across his desk to send out read with her maiden name.
“Ian,” Kelly said sweetly looking at Ian on her couch. “Baby was the automated message really really necessary,” she tried not to grit her teeth. This was the third time today the perky little AI voice had prevented her from doing her work.
“Oh it was totally necessary, I thought about seeing if Jacen could implant you with a dermal chip that shocked you every time you got it wrong but no… he said it’s against protocols. I looked, there is no protocols that specifically say I can’t do it… he just won’t cause of the implication of chipping your boss, but I’m chipping my wife which is far more in the gray area…” Ian said as he looked over at her with a squint in his eyes.
“Ya’ think,” Kelly let out a half laugh and then paused before she was ready to take a sip of her coffee. It was then she processed Ian’s statement fully.
“I mean… of course it’s not how dare Jacen the humanity.” he added with a sense of mock indignation at it all.
Bordeaux, Yeoman/Diplomat
“You two seriously had a conversation about electro-shock therapy? Maybe I should find you a new friend,” she gave him a haf grin and went back to writing more messages.
**TO: PerkinsrichardAdmiralStarleetheadquarters@starfleet.gov
FROM: BordeauxKellyMCaptain USSAtlanits@starfleet.govRE: Forwarded Congratulations
Hello Admiral Perkins,
While I am exuberant to hear your grandson, Harry Johnson, has graduated the Academy I am shocked you think I am the one that was involved with a goat being placed in your vehicle during the commencement ceremony. If you would like my help apprehending the individuals who committed this heinous act of vandalism I can offer Lt. Commander Nash to use the intelligence resources Starfleet has so graciously added to his current workload with no extra pay or rank. He just loves to serve and would have no issues devoting what little free time he does have to help you.
As to finding a replacement for the vintage leather seats said goat was rumored to have eaten during his confinement on your shuttle I may know and Ensign with a few connections in the areas of supplies and procurement to aid in your restoration of the vehicle. Her list of resources is extensive. Please let me know what I can do for you in this endeavor.
Sincerely,**
Kelly chuckled to herself with an evil grin as she penned the message to Perkins. One day when the man retired life would become more boring but today was not that day. Signing off on the message, Kelly typed almost spritely. “Captian Kelly Shultz. Noooooo,” she practically yelled as her body reacted before her mind entering the submit button.
=/\=Name not recognized=/\= a high pitched and an artificial sounding voice rang through Kelly office.
“Ian,” Kelly snapped looking at her husband. She threw up her hands in frustration and made a few jabbing motions at the screen. “You see! You see how this is slowing me down. Can’t you just program the computer to auto-correct Shultz to Bordeaux anytime it sees it in print!”
Captian Kelly Bordeaux
**TO: VladerDan2nd LieutenantUSSAtlantis@starfleet.gov
FROM: BordeauxKellyMCaptain USSAtlantis@starfleet.govRE: Welcome Aboard
Hello Lt. Vladar,
I received your transfer orders to the Atlantis. Welcome Aboard. At your earliest convenience please come to my office so that we can officially meet.
Sincerely,**
=/\=Name not recognized=/\= a high pitched and an artificial sounding voice rang through Kelly office.
“Ian,” Kelly snapped. “That’s it. I need this voice from beyond removed,” she growled. The seeping hostile tone was in no way directed to Ian but the fact it was starting to make her crazy.
“Kelly Bordeaux. Kelly Bordeaux, Kelly Bordeaux,” she said rhythmically over three times. “See it is not like I don’t know my last name. It will just take a few more messages and I will have it down,” Kelly promised. “Remove the AI,” she said leveling a gaze at him.
Kelly opened up a message window to her CMO. It was a running standoff between her and Riley about official workwear since the day she had arrived on the ship. Like two cowboys at the stroke of twelve every once in a while they faced off to see it a treaty could be reached. The CMO was one heck of a doctor and Kelly respected the heck out of the man, except for his refusal to dress according to regulations. Every once in awhile, just for the record, she would send him a message reminding him of the rules.
**TO: DekkerrileyCaptainUSSAtlantis@starfleet.gov
FROM: BordeauxKellyMCaptain USSAtlantis@starfleet.govRE: Uniforms
Riley,
Can we compromise on the uniforms and only have casual Fridays? Last week a new transfer came over and I heard in the mess hall someone tell them if you are looking for the CMO he is the one with the cane. We really need more of a designation after all your years of service. So wear the uniform…except on Fridays.
Sincerely,**
Captain Kelly Shultz
=/\=Name not recognized=/\= a high pitched and an artificial sounding voice rang through Kelly office.
Kelly didn’t even look at Ian. She didn’t have to. Her husband was either wearing that smirk or giving her a playful stare. “Don’t you have your own office to read those reports in,” she asked starting her next message. She loved him in her office. As senior officers, they were busy a lot but today she would be fine not seeing him for a few hours until she got these reports done.
Captian Kelly Bordeaux
**TO: MarduskGravelLieutenantCommanderUSSAtlantis@starfleet.gov
CC: StyxxRiverLieutenantUSSAtlantis@starfleet.gov
CC: VladerDan2nd LieutenantUSSAtlantis@starfleet.gov
FROM: BordeauxKellyMCaptain USSAtlantis@starfleet.govRE: Staff meeting about excessive weapons on away mission
Mardusk,
Can we schedule a meeting early next week about what is carried as weapons on away missions. Our recent away mission had me wondering if anything is left in the armory when we depart the ship. Find a day at your earliest convenience and arrange for you and the others to meet me in the ready room
Sincerely,**
Captain Kelly Shultz
=/\=Name not recognized=/\= a high pitched and an artificial sounding voice rang through Kelly office.
Kelly face planted the desk not caring if Ian heard the thunk. Maybe if she physically beat her head a few times she would focus on using her last name the way it was supposed to be written.
“Baby I am starving. Wanna go get us some lunch and I can get the rest of this done without you silently judging me and proving you are right,” she added the last bit in her mind. To be honest, Kelly had no idea why this was so hard. She wanted to be Kelly Bordeaux. Heck, she and Ian were looking at buying a small house in Texas just to have a place to call home that wasn’t a floating tin can. If she had any reservations about their future she would have dismissed the idea the second it was brought up So why was she not able to defeat the muscle memory of her last name every time she signed off on a message.
Captian Kelly Bordeaux
**TO: KnightDanteCaptainUSSSaracen@starfleet.gov
FROM: BordeauxKellyMCaptainUSSAtlantis@starfleet.gov
RE: Brown alert
Dante,
The goat ate the seats.
Captain Kelly Shultz**
=/\=Name not recognized=/\= a high pitched and an artificial sounding voice rang through Kelly office.