EXETERRPG: (02 07:30 & 08:07) COO Ensign (sg) Paul Sleeford

[Paul Sleeford]

(USS Exeter - Deck 5 - Quaters - COO Ensign (sg) Paul Sleeford 07:30)


Sleeford woke with a slight headache, he'd not drunk that much, a couple of
glasses at most, it had been long day, with the launch from the station,
duty rosters and the various other duties that the chiefs position
entailed.


After showering Sleeford dressed and grabbed a coffee from the replicator
and headed out to the office. Walking through the corridors he found it
unusually quiet for the time of the morning. He passed people in the
corridors, some looked at him as if he was the devil incarnate, others just
stared, entering the turbolift he rode down to deck 13.


Walking out he saw a couple of crew women, turn from the doors and walk
away, in the opposite direction, shaking his head he walked the short
distance to his office, sitting at the desk he opened the terminal and
began the days tasks for a department head.


(USS Exeter - Deck 13 - COOs office COO Ensign (sg) Paul Sleeford 08:07)



Closing his eyes Sleeford sighed, not for the first time he'd regretted
taking the chief's job, paperwork had never been his thing, he could do it,
it just took longer, for the umteenth time he wondered how the CO managed
to find the time to do the paperwork, be a husband and a personal life all
within the 24 hour day. The door chime broke through his thoughts.


"Yes who is it?"

" It's Ensign T'kel from security." He said as the door opened.

As the door opened Sleeford was surprised to see an armed security officer
standing there.


" Ensign Sleeford...Sir. I need you to come with me to the security center."


Seeing the conflict on the face of T'kel, Sleeford stood, "Understood
Ensign. Can you tell me why?"


Knowing that the answer would be to the negative, Sleeford shouldn't have
asked, he'd been in the same position on more then one occasions.

" I can't tell you Sir. Please don't ask. Just follow me. We can take the
back ways so no one sees you"

Shaking his head once, Sleeford grabbed his jacket from the back of the
chair, slipping it over his shoulders he picked up the mug of coffee.


"No need Ensign T'kel. Let them see me, unless getting drunk is now a crime
I've nothing to hide."


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