(( c9ntinue here..after Matterhorn shore leave))

As she continued to quietly work on her paperwork it would be clear to anyone that cared to look that something was bothering her, however despite this Izzy would manage to put a considerable dent in the stack of files that had been left on her desk before she finally called it a day “Alright that’s enough, let’s head up to the rec dec and get something to eat” Izzy said throwing the last folder into her out tray ”come on Sam let’s go and see if we can’t take your mind off of your love life…you coming Remi?” she said as she got up from her desk and shut down her machine ready to go.

 Remy smiled slightly and gave a shake of her head...No thank you... I have another  2 hours on my shift. Thank you for  asking  though.

  The   SEC  was   rather  quiet, save  for the   stacks of   papers to  be sorted through.

 Sam worked hard on her stack, it kept her mind off of Roo. Sam put one folder completed and replied," Yes you are right enough for today. When you get done you can see if we are still on the Rec Dec, have a great day." Sam then shut everything down and secured it and got up from her desk. Sam then said," Ok lets get out of here."

--->>>>> To Rec Dec

----> Officers Quarters

Walking into SEC, Izzy would bid those currently on shift a good morning before retrieving another black coffee and firing up her terminal. Once she was logged in she would navigate her way to where the Delta night info was being stored and begin to work her way through it, looking for anything that might have been missed on the night or viable connections to other people or organisations that may require closer scrutiny.

 FFolkes was the only one on dty at the time. He seems a  bit out of  sorts.

 he  had a head set on and  was   a various  times,  arguing, chatting or ordering folks  at the other  end. After one  Call, he  slammed  down his  head set, when to the coffee pot  to  fix   Coffee..

 Its  bad  enough to miss out on the Run. But having to  put  up  with  idiots  . seems like every second one, doesn't know we're in a war...

 he  took an angry bit of a Jelly filled   donut and  was rewarded with  Jello on his   tuning, which he began to  clean while swearing around  a  mouthful of  jelly and  dough.

”Welcome to the crazy world of customer service” Izzy joked before offering the poor guy a sympathetic look ”Would you like me to cover the comms for a bit? Give you chance to grab a coffee and clear your head” she offered, suspecting that Folkes could do with a break from people and their stupid questions.

  Ffokes  shook his head,.. Naw... mosy of those  folks wouldn't  dare  to  try and snap like that if Beth, Or Lyri oe Shoey... but they  think  one of  the 'fill ins'  can be  pushed around

 I should be  running  the damn tunnels...that's going to help keep me alive..not talking to some  Desk Jockey who wants  to confirm  we  need  120 mags for   Gen 3 pulse rifles.

”Hmm true…but on the other hand not having a mag for your pulse rifle is liable to ruin your day too” Izzy pointed out as she continued to go through the data for Delta Night. As frustrating as fielding those kind of calls were, especially if there was somewhere you would rather be, they were still important ”Well let me know if you change your mind, I don’t mind fielding a few calls”she offered with a friendly smile before turning her attention back to her work.