Posted Nov. 12, 2020, 10:31 a.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Clinton Reed (Chief Operations Officer) (Charles Stevens)
Posted by Ensign James Mason (Engineer) in Creative Haggling (Tag Stores)
Mason took a moment to pause after the last meeting he’d just with his Petty Officer, and blew a long slow breath out. His stay on the Dresden was just beginning but alread the slew of paperwork that had headed his way was nothing short of an avalanche of virtual carbon. It forced him to leave his extracurriculars, both legal and highly illegal, to the side as he got up to speed. Thankfully Petty Officer Trant was a solid NCO, and knew her way around those under her command. The fact that she’d already briefed him on all the different problem children, grumblers, superstars, and solid personnel was a blessing. She deserved a little reward for doing the best job he’d ever seen greeting a new officer to a posting.There was one constant that Mason had quickly come to learn aboard the Dresden. If you wanted something nice that wasn’t spat out of a replicator there was only one stop worth your time, and that was the Ops Officer Stores. The officer sat back down in his desk before shooting a quick message to the other officer, asking where and when would be a good time to meet to talk over acquisition of morale improving items. Sending the message off the Maquis sympathizer stretched with a long groan before turning back to his paperwork. No rest for the weary and all that.
Ensign Mason, Engineering
=^= If it’s official business I can come to you, if it’s off the books swing buy the Operations Lounge after shift.=^= Came the reply, with Stores working from his HUD most of the time his replies were always prompt. The accompaniment deck and frame number was in the senior officers quarters close to Masons own.
Stores
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