Re: Part 19 - The Belly of the Beast
The Quartermaster looks up at Shard, then further up, at Juragga. And his face suddenly breaks into a small, tight-lipped smile. "Thank you. That's very helpful. There's no heavy lifting to be done, but if you could each take three or four of these datapads and start to work your way through the lists of requests they contain, as quickly as possible, that would be very useful."
"I assume that you are both fully trained and certified on the IMCR-756 management system, know how to process requisitions and make inventory adjustments, and can each handle the work of a half dozen qualified operators? Because that's what I need right now, since half my team were pulled away to work at the main stores."
He pushes himself to his feet and points at one wall of his office. "And to make matters worse, the stormtrooper commander is expecting his troops to be inspected in about fifteen minutes, by Ghea Nimadda herself. Knowing my luck, she'll decide that these stores are part of the stormtrooper force, and decide to take a look in here as well."
Out in the stores, Rhijans finally gets the armour on, all except the helmet, which he leaves off while he listens to what's happening with Shard and Juragga. The Imperial seems to have some major problems brewing. It would probably be really bad if somebody made them worse...
Haarmon, meanwhile, has catalogued any number of ways that he, personally, could make the Quartermaster's problems worse...