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Information Is Not Knowledge...But It Helps [Tag CIA Director - Mr. James]

Posted Jan. 7, 2023, 11:24 p.m. by Civilian Nicholas James (Director, Colonial Intelligence Agency) (Sage Pennington)

Posted by Civilian Aiofemi T. Oshiro (Director of Medical and Social Services) in Information Is Not Knowledge…But It Helps [Tag CIA Director - Mr. James]
After analyzing the building specifications and floor plan for the Rabbitus Memorial School she’d received from Direct Enger, Aiofemi made the trip from her office at Sacred Heart Hospital and arrived at the Government Tower around 12:50 pm. When she walked through the doors she headed right for the lift and excessively waved her keycard over the sensor like it was going to hurry the lift. As she waited, she reflected on all the progress she had made at that point. Despite the short timeframe to pull the seminar to host the Vren medical staff, she was very pleased with the prompt responses from her colleagues at the Government Tower, the willingness of Starfleet and Sharah to help out with the event, and of course the staff at Sacred Heart Memorial.
She checked the time on her PaDD. It read 12:52 pm! How did two whole minutes go by that fast? she thought as her heart began to race, she couldn’t miss her meeting with the CIA director. She scanned her badge again and continued to wait. After what seemed like only moments she peeked at the time again. The time was now 12:55 pm. Your office. 1300. Don’t be late. The words burned into her brain as the minutes ticked away. Just as she looked at the stairs and contemplated running up them, the lift dinged and the doors slid open. She rushed in, pressed the button to her floor where her office was, and rode it up. When she exited the lift was 12:59 pm. Ai sprinted to her office, looking around as she made it to her door and opened it. I made it. she said triumphantly in her head. Just in time.

Dr. Ai Oshiro, DMSS

Nicholas was already seated in one of the guest chairs. Quite how he had gotten in and settled without alarming anyone, remained unclear. “Cutting it rather close, Dr Oshiro. But not a moment too soon either.” He was a lean figure, muscular but underfed. His black hair was well kept, and he dressed in a fine gray suit. He rose and turned to greet her. His artificial eyes met her gaze and he said “Good afternoon. I trust no one knows about this little meeting.”

-CIA Director


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