Lt.(jg) Dr. Toz: excitement enhanced

[Patty Boyle]

((USS Octavia E Butler - The Writers' Room))

Toz stepped into the room that had been set up as a conference center with round tables to seat seven each. She’d never been here before and was surprised to see a separation of blues, golds and greens. There were other colors, too, but Toz didn’t want to stare too long. She spotted a table of blue uniforms and headed toward it. 

On the way, she nodded a silent hello at Lt. Kessler, Lt. Arlill and Lt. Richards. All were in their dress uniforms and looking spiffy. Then her attention was diverted by Commander Rouiancet. Rushing forward, Dr Toz took a vacant seat between the brain expert Brzezinski and the counselor, Karen Stendhal. She and the counselor had met but never really interacted. Toz set her mind to change that. 

After what seemed like forever, the commander got to a point Toz was interested in. 

Rouiancet: Avander will no longer serve as director of intelligence, so I've requested a new officer for that position. Commander Walker has agreed to serve, and brings with her decades of experience. I look forward to working with her.

Toz had forgotten her encounter with the new intelligence director. But she did remember that the woman was in excellent health. 

A round of applause from the room caught Toz’s attention and she gaped at the number of officers craning their necks to get a good look at the intelligence officer. Soon, the commanding officer was promoting another officer. 

Rouiancet: Lhandon, from this time forth, you're no longer simply acting at your role, but you are now officially the Butler's assistant chief of operations.

Nilsen: Thank you, sir, It’s a privilege to count you as my friend. I promise I won’t cry this time.

What crying? Toz didn’t remember that. She should now that she’d acted as a brain surgeon physician. Maybe her brain needed a surgeon. 

Toz: ::whispering and turning to Karen:: Jack Kessler was cleared for duty, right? 

Stendhal: response

Toz: I was wanting to invite him to join medical, but… well, no matter. 

Suddenly the promotions were over and the commander was leading the whole room in applause,  She gathered the room's attention for a last time.

Rouiancet: Please, feel free now to accept food and drink from the servers who will begin circulating around the room. I will join your tables to present individual ribbons as you do so. Remember to congratulate your shipmates!

The doctor raised the glass that seemed to appear out of thin air as a waiter walked away. Nodding and lifting the glass in a salute, Toz took a sip of Blood Wine. 

Toz: oO Did I order this?? Why would I order this? I don't even like it. Oo

Lt.(jg) Doctor Toz

Acting Chief Medical Officer 

USS Octavia E Butler

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