Oh dear I'm back oh the horror to those who can't stand bad spelling muahahahahahaha ok well yeah what ever.
In a galaxy far far away… woops wrong story now where was I… umm oh yeah
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T'Pol's head shot up from her desk.
Looking in front of her she shook her head, something or someone had woken her up.
"Come in?" She didn't know if someone was on the other side of the door, but what the hey if there was and she didn't answer… well it wouldn't make her look good.
The door opened to reveal a tall man.
By T'Pol's standard he wasn't attractive, but any other chick that decided to turn her head would start drooling on the spot.
"How may I help you?" T'Pol started to tidy up her desk.
She waited for the man to start talking.
"Well I decided maybe I should meet you, I apologize for not doing so earlier, but I was busy with my reports." At that he handed her a data pad.
T'Pol glanced at it. So this man was her second in command.
"And you are?" T'Pol asked.
"Oh sorry Joel, my names Joel." He gave her a small grin not exactly a smile.
"Your last name?" T'Pol asked again. She wasn't going to start calling her officers by their first names even if her rank was higher than theirs.
"Oh I don't have a last name… my parents were a bit odd." T'Pol nodded at his answer and waited.
"Anything else commander?" His cheeks turned a soft shade of pink as he stuttered.
"No ma'am its just.." He looked away from her.
"Its just what?" T'Pol was getting tired of asking him questions.
"Well it's an honor to meet you, you're a legend to most of the cadets at the academy." Joel responded.
T'Pol stopped herself from frowning.
"How old are you?" She waited a few seconds before he responded.
"Oh no you misunderstood, you see I had a planet side assignment for quite a while and well I was posted very close to the academy. I don't want you to get the wrong impression here I'm not fresh out of the academy." T'Pol nodded.
Still looking at him, Joel realized he should probably leave.
"Well I'll be seeing you." He turned around.
"Of course you'll be seeing me commander I am after all your commanding officer."
Joel smiled as the door opened, he had heard that the Vulcan was a bit odd. Well odd for a Vulcan.
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Heffner banged her head against the table.
She didn't mind being on a new ship and meeting new people, but it was when she had to introduce herself her mother had given her one of the worst names ever.
Minowa.
What kind of name was that? Heffner remembered when she was younger she would lie to people about her name.
She was tired and she wanted to go to bed. Working on the other ship hadn't been difficult at all its what came after that she didn't enjoy.
She had so many reports and documents that she had to take of.
Why couldn't she just have a secretary or something?
"If you keep hitting your head against that table you might be in need of a visit to sickbay soon."
Heffner stopped her banging at the sound of her captains voice, she hadn't spoken a lot to the women, and actually she knew absolutely nothing about her.
When Heffner had been in the academy she hadn't been one to follow current events.
"Yeah your right ma'am." She couldn't just go ahead and call her commanding officer T'Pol now could she?
"And why might I ask were you? Hitting your head that is?" T'Pol raised her eyebrow like she always did.
"Well its just… ok so the engineering part isn't hard it's the report part that sucks." Why she was telling her captain this? She had no idea.
"Yes it can be… frustrating and take a lot of your time, but its.."
"Procedure I know, but really can't we just hire a bunch of secretaries to do this stuff?"
T'Pol shook her head.
"No we can't. Do you want me to get you anything?" Heffner looked up, T'Pol obviously intended to get something to eat and drink.
"No that's alright, but thanks anyway." Heffner watched the small Vulcan walk away from the table to get something to eat.
Coming back with a pie and a glass of milk, T'Pol sat down in front of her new engineer.
Heffner eyed the other women's selection of food.
"Pie?"
T'Pol nodded.
"I developed a taste for it while I was on the Enterprise." T'Pol said.
Now that Heffner knew, she stared at the Vulcan in front of her.
"Wait you were on the enterprise?" T'Pol nodded taking a small bite of her pie.
