(( SORT Complex, Deck 11, USS Chin’toka ))
(( Time Index: 0745 ))
McKnight: Commander Peters. Good morning. How are you doing?
Peters: I’m doing well, Lieutenant. Yourself?
McKnight: Reports are a pain in the ass but it's a burden of joy I've come to accept. ::He placed his padd down and decided to distract himself from work by changing subjects.:: And how are you handling the bracer? You seemed to have a good feel for it.
He was referring to how Peters had used the bracer to send coded messages to him.
Peters: Indeed. Found it came in handy as I pulled up the Morse code alphabet last mission to transmit the messages to you.
McKnight: Good to see it's working out for you. I'll pull up the user data when I can...so what can I help you with today, sir?
Peters: I was looking for Lt. Commander Logan, actually. You haven’t seen him by chance?
McKnight: No, he is not here. He hasn't reported in, ::He spoke very plainly.::
McKnight: Commander Logan is not what you would call a...morning person. ::There was slight hint of disdain from his tone.::
McKnight: I'll call him. One moment. =/\= Kurt, it's Amuro. =/\=
No doubt Amuro's casual attitude toward Logan might be off putting to Peters, another officer of the same rank as Logan.
Logan: =/\= =/\=
McKnight: =/\= Where are you? =/\=
Logan: =/\= =/\= McKnight: =/\= Well you have an...appointment with our Lt. Cmdr Peters. He's waiting for you here at SORT.=/\= ::He made sure to address Peters properly to emphasis the importance of the call:: Logan: =/\= =/\=
After the call was cut off, Amuro returned his attention to their pilot.
McKnight: Sometimes I feel more like his secretary than the number 2 around here. Peters:
Lieutenant Amuro McKnight
Deputy Team Leader SORT