Admiral Naismith's cabin on the Triumph has been stripped of most of his belongings.
Miles finds this out only after he gets out of the shower, so he's a little irritable by the time he confirms that even his space armour has vanished from its locker. Rather than test the oft-repeated assertion that he could carry on naked and make his officers feel overdressed, however, he gets back into his travel clothes.
On his way to the briefing room, he passes Sandy Hereld and nods a greeting. She gives him the startled glance of someone who was not expecting her admiral today. "You're back, sir! That was quick."
Back from what, his two-hour visit to the hospital planetside? "Eh?"
They exchange looks of puzzlement as both continue in opposite directions, Miles toward a lift tube and Hereld toward a cross corridor. He puts the incident out of his mind as he swings into the tube and descends toward his meeting.
He arrives to find the day's third surprise: more than a dozen officers assembled on time, and Bel Thorne not among them. Bel late to a mission briefing is as likely as an eager child late to its own birthday party. Not to be thought of. Technically it won't be late for another ninety seconds or until Quinn shows up with the files, whichever comes later; still, weird not to see it perched in a chair waiting for presents in the form of a shiny new mission.
Miles frowns to himself, but shrugs and turns to ask of Elena, "Did you get a chance to visit your mother?"
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Date: 2015-07-22 09:42 pm (UTC)Miles finds this out only after he gets out of the shower, so he's a little irritable by the time he confirms that even his space armour has vanished from its locker. Rather than test the oft-repeated assertion that he could carry on naked and make his officers feel overdressed, however, he gets back into his travel clothes.
On his way to the briefing room, he passes Sandy Hereld and nods a greeting. She gives him the startled glance of someone who was not expecting her admiral today. "You're back, sir! That was quick."
Back from what, his two-hour visit to the hospital planetside? "Eh?"
They exchange looks of puzzlement as both continue in opposite directions, Miles toward a lift tube and Hereld toward a cross corridor. He puts the incident out of his mind as he swings into the tube and descends toward his meeting.
He arrives to find the day's third surprise: more than a dozen officers assembled on time, and Bel Thorne not among them. Bel late to a mission briefing is as likely as an eager child late to its own birthday party. Not to be thought of. Technically it won't be late for another ninety seconds or until Quinn shows up with the files, whichever comes later; still, weird not to see it perched in a chair waiting for presents in the form of a shiny new mission.
Miles frowns to himself, but shrugs and turns to ask of Elena, "Did you get a chance to visit your mother?"