Posted by Lieutenant Allison Scott (CMO) in XO office Sign my leave and don’t ask questions

Posted by Lieutenant Allison Scott (CMO) in XO office Sign my leave and don’t ask questions
Ally heard the loud trill and let out a deep groan. There was only one device that made that sound and it was never good. She looked to the right and glanced at the numbers on the clock. “It is way too early to deal with this,” she moaned throwing her forearm over her eyes. She let the been continue for several more minutes before throwing back the covers and finding the device. Taking a deep breath, Ally opened the message.

CLASSIFIED TRANSMISSION
Channel: Blacknet // Encryption: Omega-Black
Timestamp: 4472.91.Δ

Coordinates: RA 17h 33m | Dec -34° 15′ | Grid XZ-77.114.4
Objective: Erevos-IV, Ilythos Binary

Directive:
Go and search.
Access codes remain valid. Risk level: Severe.

Proceed to Erevos-IV. Secure all data nodes. No open-channel comms. Authenticate using Protocol only.

Compromise of protocol = termination of asset.

END//TRANSMISSION

Ally Scott CMO

Ally sat up and pulled open her personal communicator. Placing the call she waited knowing that having coffee was definitely going to be needed before the end of the upcoming conversation. “Is there a problem,” a no nonsense voice replied over the line.

“Yes there is a problem. Lauren I just can’t take off take off,” Ally said making her way to the replicator.

“Why,” her question was short and clipped.

“Because I was on shore leave six weeks ago when the Saracen was in for a refit,” Ally replied taking a sip of her coffee.

“Forced shore leave. Don’t let them tell you when to take your time. Take it when you need it,” Lauren stated firmly.

Ally gave her a sour look. “I don’t need it. You need me to take it,” she replied.

“I do. You know why and the importance,” Lauren responded. “So go hit up your hottie XO and get it done. Lauren out.”

Ally stood staring at the blank screen knowing she would have no peace until she got this done. Knowing she was not going to get any sleep until she fixed this, Ally decided to catch up with the XO before going on duty. Two hours later she was at the XO’s office activating the door chime.

Ally Scott CMO

Kolar yelled out the customary response and half glanced up from what he was working on. While all commanding officers had the equivalent of office hours like that of the academy, few people just walked up as if they were a cadet having trouble with a physics problem. Most made appointments with information about why they were scheduling the meeting. Ally on the other hand seemed to approach interacting with him like a first year co-ed at the academy. It was always a crap shoot as to why the woman was standing in front of his desk. Like a roulette wheel the options could range from reporting on medical department business, requesting supplies, or coming up with soime insane idea to boost morale that bordered on clever wording to get it approved.

“Lt. Scott, what do I owe the pleasure,” Kolar said in a casual tone.

Kolar XO