Posted April 20, 2019, 10:58 p.m. by Lieutenant Commander Baldur Bragason (Strategic Operations Officer) (Hjortur Ingi)
Posted by Lieutenant Akane Sakai (Counselor) in Lt Sakai’s Office (attn all crew)
Akane sat at her desk and sighed as she looked at the pile of boxes in the corner. Moving had never been her favourite thing and she loathed unpacking. On her last posting it had taken her 4 months to unpack all her stuff but she had decided that this was a new posting and a new leaf. Reluctantly she grabbed one of the boxes and dragged it across the floor towards her. She gently took out one of her most prized possessions, a family picture. She gently touched the image of her sister’s face and said a silent prayer that she would return. It had been 13 years since her sister ran away from home, Akane had only been 15 but that day still haunted her. No one from the family had seen or heard from her since but deep down Akane knew she was still out there somewhere and that one day they would be reunited. She popped the picture of them in pride of place on her desk.Shuffling a few bits around she looked at the next box and sighed then shook her head and tapped her comm badge.
=^= Lt Sakai to all crew, please contact me at your earliest convenience to arrange a routine psychological examination…=^= she paused for a moment, knowing that for most officers this was not exactly their favourite thing to do so perhaps she needed to sweeten the deal a bit. =^=…the first 5 crew members to book a session get cake…=^= she added with a smile, that would certainly have worked on her so she was hoping it had the same effect on the outpost crew.
As she waited for the replies to flood in, Akane took a moment to start looking over personnel files. She briefly glanced back at the unopened boxes and grabbed a throw off her sofa and chucked it over the remaining luggage. “Out of sight, out of mind…” she chuckled to herself as she grabbed a cup of coffee from the replicator and went back to reading.
Lt Sakai (CNS)
Baldur was working when the message rung in Ops. He looked around the room at the slow buzz. He opened up a new tab on his console and started typing a message, not wanting to move away from his duty station to answer verbally. ‘I am ready whenever, I’m attatching my work schedule. I have room both after my current shift and before my afternoon shift tomorrow.’ He typed ‘Regards. Lieutenant Commander Bragason’ He signed off and sent the message.
SOO - Bragason
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