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USS Sentinel

Side sim: The Report Dilemma

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Roman Alden (First Officer & Chief Science Officer) in Side sim: The Report Dilemma

Posted by Ensign Rand Farquharson (Yeoman First Class) in Side sim: The Report Dilemma

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Roman Alden (First Officer & Chief Science Officer) in Side sim: The Report Dilemma

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“It would,” agreed Roman. He realised the only reason he hadn’t been the subject of any juvenile jokes was because of his position and he shrugged. To him, it was equally bad behaviour to bully the yeoman as it was him, and he didn’t like the idea that it was somehow ‘going further’ to prank him that to prank Rand. But he also knew most people didn’t see it that way. “It’s no problem,” he said, taking his seat back after she stood.

~ Lt Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

Rand reported the malfunction to engineering, opting to go in person and beg a favor directly. More on who worked on it than how fast. Her malfunction was not a priority, but she didn’t want the person pranking her to get it and make it worse. She opted to talk to one of the enlisted engineers. They never seemed to engage in the idiodicy that the commissioned officers did. She didn’t understand it. It could be a couple of days before they got to it, and that was fine, she could hand write the reports. But the crewman promised to look into the how, why and who had caused the malfunction.

She had almost twisted her foot again in her rush to try and get things done. So by lunch time she’d given up on catching up and focused on maintaining. She should probably stop to eat, but she had no desire to sit in the galley if the person playing the pranks was in there too. Watching her and anyone else, hoping to see her loose her composure. Besides she had someone else she’d rather see. Okay so she probably wouldn’t see him and that was something she knew would come out but with this other going on…Rand sighed, why did life have to be complicated? She didn’t know what to do now, and there really wasn’t anyone to ask. And there were no protocols concerning this tangent on the events. However, the other person…well mouse…she wanted to see was Nibbles. So later than her normal lunch arrival (making sure not to over do her foot) she stepped into the lab and right over to the enclosure, popping the lid and whispering softly.

Yeoman Rand

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