Yeoman had their tricks of the trade. One of those was a dedicated station in their ‘office’ that allowed the to monitor the bridge. The reason for this was so that reports didn’t miss anything. All happenings on the bridge were recorded anyway, so this station allowed the yeomen to either review or listen live in order to create their reports. “Randy, you get to be captain’s yeoman for the day. Carmichael is sending me with the away team.” She got up handing him the PaDD she’d been compiling the reports on. “Don’t forget Cpt Carmichael’s mid day log. Oh and do us both a favor and bring Tea/Coffee/Water for the whole bridge crew.” Rand donned her jacket, grabbed her tricorder after loading the information from the Sigma 9 data disks and left. Minutes later she was walking through the shuttle bay doors. She knew they would be taking the shuttle because she’d also seen the reports and knew the transporters were not operational yet.
Yeoman Rand