(( Quarters 1418 - Deck 3 - USS Artemis-A ))
Bergmen: So, ma’am, the issue is that you filled out the request for a takeoff slot for your planned shuttle flight, but you didn’t actually fill the requisition for the shuttle itself or the paperwork for hangar services, so… that’s why I’m here. You need to fill out all five forms on the PADD first, attach them to a copy of your original request, which I saved there as well, and then resubmit the entire stack again. ::smiles:: But don’t worry, we’ve reserved the timeslot for you, so you can still catch your flight on time if you fill it out today, preferably immediately, because I have a moment to go over it with you now. Questions?
Maybe he could start with something more welcoming than placing the stack of PADDs on the little table between them. But there they were, with the work that needed to be done.
Storm: I --I’m sorry? I need to do what?
That question hit Ollie's thoughts like a hard strike into a barrier. He stared at her for a moment with his mouth open, trying to step back in his mind, to shift the stuck cogwheel back a tooth.
Bergmen: E-e-e-e… (beat) These forms? Fill it? You… You forgot to fill out the shuttle requisition or the hangar services paperwork… (beat) A-a-a-and you need to resubmit these five forms. ::smiles apologetically:: Soon?
Storm: I plan to leave in less than half an hour, and you’re telling me that I need to fill out five forms?
His mental cogwheel finally stuck back a tooth, and he composed his mind enough to firmly nod in answer to that question.
Bergmen: Yes, ma’am. And don’t forget to attach a copy of your original request for a takeoff slot.
Storm: And attach an original request. Right.
Bergmen: Correct, ma’am.
Alex plastered Ollie with a quite intimidating smile in his eyes. Seeing her smile, young Gideon realized that he had not thought it through, and his mind flashed him pictures of wild violence that probably awaited him from the hands of a tactical officer.
Storm: I don’t suppose there’s any way we can expedite this?
oO I should not come here in person. She will airlock me. Through the torpedo tube. She will definitely do that... Oo
Ollie smiled as he should have been the most innocent JG Alex Storm had ever seen in her life.
Bergmen: That’s a possibility… (beat) And that’s why I’m here, ma’am. ::keep smiling:: To help you… (beat) Fill the papers… (beat) And expedite things. ::nods::
He quickly reached down to the table and picked up the PADD, activating its screen.
Bergmen: So, size of the shuttle? For how many? Where? And the reason for the flight?
Storm: Response
Ollie nodded and began filling out the form.
Bergmen: Ok, so not Argo nor Runboat. Yes, Griffin is free, so I reserve that one. ::glance at Storm:: You can take another form and start filling… things will be quicker, you know. And you can ask if there is anything you do not know or do not understand…
Storm: Response
TAG/TBC
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Lieutenant JG Ollie Bergmen
Operations Officer
U.S.S. Artemis-A
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