OOC: This can take place at any alternate time Mado is not down on the planet.

IC:
After leaving Jason’s office, Fin took a few minutes to walk far enough away and turn a corner so as not to be observed by the XO. She wasn’t really happy about the choice of assignments the Admiral had given her, but she was disciplined enough to make a go of it. Mado. Apparently, he was the one to fill her in on exactly what was going on. Jason wanted to impress her with his position, but she’d grown tired of the banter. She needed answers.

=/\=Computer, locate Lt (?) Mado.=/\=

(response)

Fin had only been on board a couple of hours, but too much time had passed. She usually found the ‘source’ who gave her the necessary information for the job, within the first thirty minutes of being near them. She shook her head, disappointed with herself. She’d let Jason distract her with the rum.

‘That won’t happen again’, she murmured, as she headed in a direction that would lead her to Mado.

—Fin, CIO