Posted by Ensign Clinton Reed (Engineer) in Cargo Bay - We Ain’t Done Till There Ain’t No Room (Tag Reed, Open to All)

Posted by Lieutenant Daggum Hammor (Chief Operations Officer) in Cargo Bay - We Ain’t Done Till There Ain’t No Room (Tag Reed, Open to All)
It was the day after his arrival, and the new Ops Chief was already slammed. Between the removal of the Quarter Master, reorganization of the supply orders and the rescheduling of the freight coming in, Hammor had his big green hands full.

As he made his way through the passageways at a brisk walk, he tapped his comms. =^= Ensign Reed. I’m sending you a list of items Science has been waiting on. They have been ordered and we have the confirmations, so they’ll be arriving in the next twenty-four hours. Need you to flag and tag those kits, get them asap to the Lab, fill them to capacity before we start using their bulk cargo space. Confirm? =^=

Hammor, Ops

There was a pause. A relatively long pause =^= Confirmed =^=.

Switching to Transporter based cargo management for the bulk of the transfers and way from the lighters had made up much of the time, but he had had to hack the emergency transporters to manage the pace the new boss in OPS set. The crew just weren’t used to handling cargo this way, and he was constantly ‘encouraging’ science and security that they had to clear cargo before they could be re materialized, and the crew come longshoremen had struggled with tagging the appropriate locations for said cargo. Coming up on the 24 hour Mark things had been going much smoother, after a nights sleep Alfa shift was working much more efficiently with new system, and as the Dresden was still technically under Star-base One’s command, he had brought over longshoremen to establish a beachhead in cargo bay 5 to handle the Cargo that had to be manually transferred and shanghaied Star bass security personnel to bolster Olsen’s crew

Stores still couldn’t understand why starfleet designed ships to be stocked buy transporters and then insisted on using lighters. Dragging cargo threw the ship from the shuttle bay to the cargo bays was an insane amount of work.

Tagging the Lab supplies so the computer would inform them when they were 5 lines down the que Stores went back to work.

He had miles to go before he slept…

Clinton”Stores”Reed, Supercargo

Having spent the afternoon getting her crewmen straight in the Science Department, Priscilla decided she need a break. Without heading to her office first, she headed straight down to the cargo bay. Rumor was, they were departing in the next day or two. There were things the CSO wasn’t going to head into deep space without. So she headed for the Cargo Bay and discovered that Reed was the man to speak to about supplies, and he was in the shuttle bay.

Moving to that location, and asking two others to point him out, the woman arrived and waited till he wasn’t speaking to anyone before making herself known. “I understand you are Reed, the one in charge of cargo coming onto the ship?” She was five foot eight, and barely one hundred and ninety pounds. Her hand reached up to brush an errant strand of dusty blonde hair behind her ear. “I’d like to discuss a need I have.” She smiled at him with a sly look that said she knew it would take negotiations, and she was willing to do such.

Lt Priscilla Simms
CSO