[right][b]William Locke[/b][/right]

"Sir, my expertise are being wasted if I am stuck aboard a ship on an away mission." William turned to look at the Lieutenant who had more or less stormed onto the bridge like a scorned child, or at least that was how he took it. He expected better from an officer from the Martian Military. It was strange circumstances that she was technically under the thumb of an enlisted, but he had the skill and expertise to do the job. He [i]was[/i] considering giving the chief a commission but apparently he couldn't keep a handle on his own people.

"Lieutenant. If you came all of this way to tell me your skills are being wasted, you are also wasting time which is something I don't appreciate." She shuffled slightly with the files she was holding, as if she was going to speak but William just held up his hand indicating that she shouldn't speak as he was going to continue. "Rest assured your files have been given to the Officer in charge of the mission, and should you wish to file a request to journey onto the surface of the planet you can take it up with him. Dismissed." She paused for a second as if she was going to continue the train of thought, however she then saluted and turned around.

"Oh and Lieutenant?"

She paused and turned around to face him. "Sir?"

"This is the last time you bypass the chain of command."

"Yes sir, sorry sir."

He waved his hand indicating for her to leave as he turned back and sighed, Joanne looking right at him with a skeptical look. "Yes Commander?"

"It was my impression Admiral, that you had cleared her to collect samples from the planets surface?"

He nodded as he picked up his cup of water and took a sip. "I did."

"Then that was-" He nodded again cutting her off.

"A display. Letting her know that she can't just jump up the chain of command when she doesn't get her way. I'm surprised really, a fine officer."

"Ambitious."

"That's one word for it, which reminds me. Noah?" The holographic avatar of the unit appeared before him.

"Yes Admiral?"

"Play back the log you told me about-"

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[right][b]Loretta[/b][/right]

Loretta held her hand on her brow before slamming it down on the command console. "Tell me again, what you're problem is." It was evident that she was beginning to become frustrated, not only had her experiments not been as successful as she had hoped... years of planning and the majority of the first test subjects had negative results. Such a waste, she had had to have the remains burnt. The problem was getting the whole process past Noah to keep her experiments on the down low. It was more of a case of avoiding or tampering with cameras than messing with the programming, she wasn't much for programming anyway.

The [url=https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/03/a6/fd/03a6fd6d546f055ef1d9e83397f7cdc2.jpg]Technician[/url] pushed his classes up his nose as he turned away from the screen to face her. "The system appears to be frozen-" He swiped through the screen of several sleepers: each screen showed a portrait of the sleeper, core temperature and vital life signs. Each had remained unchanged, which is exactly what they were hoping for. What they weren't hoping for was the fact that the screen in the bottom left that read how long each person had been in cryo had not changed for several hours. Meaning that this wasn't a live feed, two hours could mean a lot in this situation. 

"You designed this system, can't you fix it?"

"Not when I don't know what's wrong with it."

"Damnit." She held her head in her hands, there was no use contacting engineering quite yet. They were useful, but were still getting used to the system. Besides she'd handle this internally for as long as possible. "While you and try and fix your mistake have all cryogenic personnel come check the affected trays. Which ones are affected?"

The tech turned back to his screen for a moment. "54A-57D" Easily several hundred cryogenic pods. This wasn't going to be a quick job.

"Get everyone on it, I want it confirmed that these pods are still online and fully operational."

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[right][b]N.O.A.H[/b]
The office of Melanie Larson
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The A.I sat waiting for the Therapists office to clear, metaphorically. Actually it just created a subroutine to inform it when she was alone, and then the holographic avatar appeared in the room. "Doctor Larson. The Admiral has a request. You will find yourself with two sets of files, one with no attached name but a dossier and one with a name. The one without the name is a security concern and the Admiral asks that you perform a psychological evaluation as quickly as possible, once you have done your preliminary assessment he shall get you some time with the subject." The avatar of the A.I flickered for a second.

"Secondly the Admiral would like you to set up recurring meetings with Michael Smith. Good day, if you have any questions please do not hesitate to ask." With that the holographic avatar disappeared from the room, and Melanie would find herself with two new files to work with.