<USS Avalon> "The Wrong Foot"

The Wrong Foot
by Commander Javan Sierra and Ensign Vevay Davis

The Chief of Security's office chime rang out as Vevay waited for access.
Ffej had been less than polite about the man, which always made Vevay
nervous, but she needed to report in. As the door whisped open, Vevay
entered and stood at perfect attention.

"Ensign Vevay Davis, reporting in, sir."

Javan looked up, not really caring to deal with new people, but he
digressed. "Ah, Ensign, welcome aboard. I am Commander Javan Sierra, Chief
Security Officer, but you'll be a part of the team headed up by Lieutenant
Elijah Dareth. He's a capable officer; any problems can be brought straight
to him. Questions?" He said it all stoically without emotion and after
mentioning Elijah's name, looked back down at his work.

Gaping, Vevay simply stood there as her thoughts whirled around her mind.
Rude! "I have already reported in to Lieutenant Dareth. It is procedure to
then report to the Head of Department. Last time I looked, that was you."

"Ms. Davis, I've looked at your service record and found you to be a more
than capable officer. I would suggest not tainting that by starting off on
the wrong foot with your Department Head." Again, his eyes remained level at
the desk and his fingers tapped idly at the PADDs littered across it. "Like
I asked before, questions?"

"My duties are clear, my shift has been allocated. I will serve you well.
So, no, I have no questions, sir." Vevay's lips thinned as she glared at the
wall above his head.

"Excellent. Dismissed, Ensign."

Thank you very much, your high and mighty King of Pricks. Saluting once, she
turned of her heels and marched out. "Real charmer," she muttered to herself
as she pelted down the corridor.

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