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Post by Admiral Matthew Helm on Mar 5, 2008 8:47:36 GMT -5
This is Admiral Helm's Office at Starfleet Command. Many of the missions and assignments begin here.
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Post by Admiral Matthew Helm on Mar 5, 2008 18:48:58 GMT -5
::Pouring a little Irish cream into a freshly brewed cup of java, Matt began going over the day's business. He was very pleased with way first contact with Beta Taranaga had gone, and the envoy that was dispatched was on the verge of signing a mutual trade agreement.::
::This new race had much to share, and they had a plentiful amount of those crystals all over the system. This could very well insure the future of the Starfleet and the Federation.::
::The other matter now, was what to do about the Kzinti, and the fact that some in Starfleet found Captain Dantara's maneuver to be a very dangerous one. Still the Kzin had to be dealt with.::
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Post by Admiral Matthew Helm on Mar 5, 2008 23:06:19 GMT -5
::The buzzer at the Admiral's door went off. He looked up from his PADDs, somewhat relived to be interrupted.::
Come, ::He said, as the door slid open at the sound of Matt's voice.::
::A young man with enlisted rank entered the office. he had short black hair, was thin and pale, and seemed very nervous and skittish.::
"Warrant Officer 3rd class Jerald Blavitt reporting for clerical duties" ::As he said that , he snapped his right hand to a slaute, causing him to drop the pile of PADDs he was carrying.::
"Oh, I'm terribly sorry, Admiral, I'll take care of this..."
::He bent over, picking them up, and piling them on Matt's desk. He lost his balance somewhat on the last one, and grabbed the desk, frantically trying to hold on and pull himslef up::
::As he did that, the PADDs once again went flying off the table, as well as matt's compyter console, desk chronometer, and antique shi's clock that was over 300 years old and recently reconditioned.::
Blavitt, what the h*ll is wrong with you?
"I'm terribly sorry, sir, I rpomise I'll clean this all up. I'm so sorry, Please.....Please don't yell at a person."
Blavitt, ::Matt started,:: Please just relax. Take your time and clean it up. What in God's name are you so nervous about?
"I,....I don't know, Sir. I just got this job and I can't afford to lose another an...."
OK, Blavitt, Ok, Just take you time, clean it up. Now, where's Yeoman Takamatzia?
"She had a family Emergency, Had to fly to Titan Colony last night. I'm .....taking her place until then, SIr."
You mean you're the only help I have around here until she gets back?
::He shaked and looked at Matt sheepishly. Mat promptly pulled a flask out from his desk and then a shot glass.::
I feel sorry for people who don't drink, ::Matt said to no one in particular:: It must be terrible getting up in the morning knowing this is how good you're going to feel.
::Blavitt had blown his nose and then turned to toss the disposble tissue into the waste bin. When he missed, He leaned over, picked it up and deposited it in the basket.::
::He then stood up quickly, the back of his head hitting the bottom of a double shelf that was attatched to the wall. It fell, contents cascading onto the floor as the shelves broke apart.::
"Oh Sir, Oh..... I so sorry, I don;t how that got there, Please, I'll take care of it, Please give a person another chance, Admiral I so, so terribly sorry...."
::Matt took his prtable console and PADDs in hand.:: I can see I'm not going to get any work done here. ::He started out the door.:: If anyone needs me, I'll be in the bar, with the rest of the Flag officers.
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Post by Admiral Matthew Helm on Mar 9, 2008 18:51:35 GMT -5
::Matt came into the office early to get some files together for some afternoon meetings.::
::It was a beautiful San Francisco morning. A brisk wind, few clouds in the sky. He was waiting for his new assistant to show up. Marion Ross. He wanted to get her started on the PADDS he needed while he took a morning walk over to the Academy.::
::He liked to be seen there, and he loves kibitzing with the cadets. They loved hearing his old stories and his adventures when he was Captain of the USS Los Angeles.::
::When someone needed discipline, Matt was not easy on them. Chain of command was important, but Matt believed the cadets and other officers should see him as a real person, Not some Icon of a man with an impenetrable wall around him, Like so many Flag officers were.::
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Post by Ambassador Kelly O'Conner on Mar 11, 2008 12:39:08 GMT -5
She walked up to his door and rang the chimes. She didn't know who would answer but she had on her all busness face and was ready for anything that might greet her.
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Post by Admiral Matthew Helm on Mar 11, 2008 13:17:25 GMT -5
::Heard the door go off, thinking it might have been his new Secretary.::
Come on in!
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Post by Ambassador Kelly O'Conner on Mar 11, 2008 17:50:25 GMT -5
She walked in and put her hands behind her. She was in a black pant sute with white blouse. Her earings were silver loops and her lipstick the red she always wore.
It be good to see the old man with his eyes wide open this time. The last time a saw ya was when you were bord ta death by a representative from the Romulan Empire, or some other place like that.
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Post by Admiral Matthew Helm on Mar 11, 2008 19:07:37 GMT -5
::Matt looked up to see the firey redhead enter his office. His face glowed a little.::
Romulan representative?.....Oh yeah, now I remember. Those people have no sense of humor. ::He laughed::
How are you, Kelly? come on in and grab a seat. Now that you're back I can see dull moments around here are going to be few and far between!
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Post by marion on Mar 12, 2008 1:00:48 GMT -5
She slowly walks upto the door of the Admiral's office. She carried a few padds in her hands. She kept them very well organized for the Admiral knowing on top of her head how things should be because her own father was an admiral and her mother was an ambassador at one time.
She rings the chime. She stands outside the door waiting patiently since she knows better than just to barge into someone's office. She stands outside waiting for an answer.
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Post by Ambassador Kelly O'Conner on Mar 12, 2008 11:33:15 GMT -5
She took a seat and allowed the door to close behind her. She smiled a bit at him.
Aye that you be right by. I am not gonna allow ya ta fall asleep behind that desk in that comfortable chair there.
She then heard the chime go off.
Looks like I be not tha only one trying ta keep ya entertained today.
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Post by Admiral Matthew Helm on Mar 12, 2008 12:05:15 GMT -5
She slowly walks upto the door of the Admiral's office. She carried a few padds in her hands. She kept them very well organized for the Admiral knowing on top of her head how things should be because her own father was an admiral and her mother was an ambassador at one time. She rings the chime. She stands outside the door waiting patiently since she knows better than just to barge into someone's office. She stands outside waiting for an answer. Come in, it's open. ::Matt spoke in the direction of the door.::Yep, it's my new secretary, alright. The one I had yesterday almost destroyed my office. ::Chuckles::You know, Kelly, It's friday. We have nothing on the schedule until this afternoon. I was hoping to play few quck rounds of golf, then head back here. Why don't you tag along?::He turned to look as the young Woman standing in the doorway.::Hello, Dear, come on in and make yourself comfortable. I'm Admiral Helm, and this is Ambassador O'Conner.
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Post by marion on Mar 12, 2008 12:57:43 GMT -5
She steps into the office. She smiles at the Admiral brightly. Thank you Admiral. I'm Marion Ross your new secretary. She turns to the Ambassador. Greetings. A pleasure to meet you both. She hands the padds to him in the order most admirals would want them in.
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Post by Ambassador Kelly O'Conner on Mar 12, 2008 17:50:54 GMT -5
She watched the young lady walk into the office and noded to her when her name was mention. She didn't get a chance to answer the Admerial's question about golf.
It be good ta meet ya lass. The Admeral be discussing is morning plans. Unless ya brough him something to chage em.
She gave the women a plesant smile before addressing the Admerial.
If ya be offering ta cart me around I would be honared ta accompany ya and your escorts on tha greens. Just be forwarn the Scots not be ledginary ta tha golf game.
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Post by Admiral Matthew Helm on Mar 12, 2008 19:21:50 GMT -5
Ok, Let's see here......::He looked over the PADD he had just been given.::
No meetings until 1:00. That gives us just enought time. Yeoman Ross, We'll be bak in time for the meeting. IF we're not, stall everyone. ::Laughs::
And Kelly, believe me, I know that the Scots are legendary at the game. Of course, here's an even better legend of theirs.
::holds up a botle of Scotch whiskey.::
A great man once said: "If you don't drink, don't drive. Don't even putt!"
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Post by marion on Mar 13, 2008 8:37:28 GMT -5
Not a problem Sir. I can watch the place and tidy up while you go golfing. You two have a wonderful time. She smiles at them both. She's happy working for the Admiral cause it reminds her of home.
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Post by Admiral Matthew Helm on Mar 13, 2008 9:26:54 GMT -5
Ms. Ross, You don't have to tidy up, we have people for that. ::Laughs:: But I appreciate your vigor in doing your job. I can see that we're going to get a long just fine.
::He smiled as Blavitt walked in.::
Blavitt! I thought you were transferred.
"No sir. I was told to report in here until further notice.".
Ok then, We have noting on the schedule until the afternoon. Go get us a golf antigrav. We'll meet you down stairs.
"Yes sir." Blavitt replied. "Oooh, sir, if we're going to be outside, can I bring Cuddles? She's down in the pen where the other pets are. she hated being cooped up. She's very well behaved. She won't be a bother."
Alright, 'Cuddles' can come as long as she doesn't distract our game. When you get the Antigrav, tell them to get my clubs and an extra set for the Ambassador.
"Yes, Sir!" Blavitt went back out to get everything ready.
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Post by marion on Mar 13, 2008 12:07:10 GMT -5
She shakes her head watching Blavitt. She pauses a minute while taking her padd out. She looks at the padd reading it over. She smiles brightly. She looks back at them both. Have fun out there you two. She'll follow them out after she tidy's the place up despite him telling her she doesn't have to.
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Post by Ambassador Kelly O'Conner on Mar 13, 2008 12:42:29 GMT -5
We will lassy even if it be one of us laughing at the other for whatever reason. Tis a treat every time get to see Matt relax himself. Ya be good for him ta kick him out of this office when he be too attached ta the desk.
She smiled a bit and got up out of the chair she was sitting in before going to the door and then turning back to the Admiral. Ya pick em good Matt. I'll see ya and your little friend there down stairs. Might needa help the young lad with the equipment.
She then laughed a little and walked out of the office.
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Post by Admiral Matthew Helm on Mar 13, 2008 16:54:01 GMT -5
::Matt laughed as Kelly was leaving the office.::
Oh, the 'Young Lad' is going to need help alright. That's a sure thing.
::Matt stood up and began to head for the door himelf, handing Marion a small communicator.::
If you need to reach me for anything, use that. And pleas don;t giv it to anyone else. That's just for you. Mind the Store, and we'll be back in a couple hours.
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Post by marion on Mar 13, 2008 19:03:14 GMT -5
She takes the communicator from him. She nods her head. I will do my best to do so. She watches them she knows she will take care of the office while they are gone. She couldn't help but wonder if her father who was an admiral would be proud enough to return to her since he disappeared when she was born.
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