Posted by Lieutenant Allison Scott (Pediatrics/Assistant Chief Medical Officer) in Random Side sim moment - Requisition Order

Posted by Captain Willow Taylor (Commanding Officer) in Random Side sim moment - Requisition Order
Willow sighed slightly as she looked at the NE before her and the items he now held. She blinked again and set down the PaDD she held. “Wait, what?” She asked disbelievingly.

The man looked embarrassed and held up the rope covered posts and tried to explain again, “It just said ‘scratching posts’ please install at discretion. I…I wasn’t sure where to put them sir.”

Willow shook her head. “Is this. Is this some sort of joke?” She asked pinching the bridge of her nose.

The young man turned very red and tried to back track. “No! I mean no sir, I mean I hope not sir, do you…do you want me to take them away?”

“No…” willow said shortly.

“Do you want me to install them…”

“NO!” Willow repoed opening her eyes and looking at the NE. The anger drained from her and tiredly she waved at the desk. “Just....just put them down. I’ll deal with it later.” As the NE left and Willow was forced to sit and look at the cat scratching posts she wasn’t sure if she should laugh or feel furious. She should get rid of them but then again…she went back to her work and ignored them. For now.

Willow Taylor
Random

The NE stuck his head back in the door. “Ma’am,” he said softly. “It appears we have enough for each deck both port and starboard. Do I bring the rest in here or.....” his voice trailed off not sure what to do. The Captain was pretty adamant about not wanting to talk about this conversation yet there were crates to place. “You know what....I’ll....I’ll just pretend I don’t see them for now and go,” he said hooking a thumb at the door. “You know be like “wait…what crate? On....that crate? Nope did not see it. If anyone asks we can pin it on Johnson. He is due for retirement in six months. We can claim this requisition was based on senility?”

NE Walter Thompson Ford

Willow hit the palms of her hands off of her desk. “WHAT THE…” She caught herself and breathed heavily through her nose, “Just…put them all somewhere. Not in here…good god not in here…” she rubbed her temples a headache forming.

As the NE turned she added. “Wait! Where did these even come from?”

Willow Taylor
CO