“But my style of command would also not get me very far in the Terran Empire either.” Leeta nodded at that and folded her arms guarded against what he said next. Quinn held his hand up to silence her before she spat venom too. This sort of behavior would never be rewarded with the title of Admiral here…” “You could say the same from my point of view. Quinn looked to the data pad and then back to Leeta as she continued her frustrated outburst. It all looks the same, for the most part” she paused to examine a plant in the office corner, and then turned her gaze to the more familiar Earth out of the Operations windows, “but beyond that it’s… well… it’s just beyond me!” “I’m sorry, but nothing here makes any sense. She scoffed, pushing herself off of Quinn’s desk and throwing her hands up in frustration. You have heard of those here in the Federation, haven’t you?” She leaned forward on the desk almost predatorily.
She sent it skidding across Quinn’s desk with a flip of her wrist that was as swift as her forgetting about it. It was Leeta’s turn to abuse the poor data pad this time. This operation is a simulated data acquisition mission, not an assassination attempt…” Quinn nodded and turned to walk back around his desk, placing a hand on the back of the chair, “The parameters for the operation were clearly laid out, Admiral. Leeta turned the pad to face Quinn, “You object to the training program having an objective to eliminate your Terran counterpart?” She paused her review of the data pad and gave Quinn a look. The Federation may seem soft on the outside, but one thing Leeta was learning fast is that all those apparent weaknesses made for some excellent ablative armor in the form of many and varied allies something the Alliance had taught the Terran Empire decades ago. It was irritating having to actually work hard to meet his approval here, but, a welcome change of pace considering. There, her antics had a much more measured effect upon him and she could usually get what she wanted. He was right though he wasn’t anything like the Admiral Quinn from her universe. You can’t possibly believe that will work on me.” Quinn composed himself. “That’s the least of my concerns here and you know it.
That’s an easy enough fix.” Leeta said more to the data pad than Quinn. I didn’t know Exocomps were considered citizens here. Once the calm had returned to him, he turned to Admiral Leeta as she took the liberty to pick up the data pad and peruse its contents. He straightened his jacket as he paced to the side of his desk and put a hand on it to steady himself as he drew the other over his face in frustration. You’re over here now and you’re going to do things our way.” Admiral Quinn stood up from behind his desk and tossed the data pad filled with feedback notes onto his desk with an emphasizing clatter. “Frankly, Admiral, I don’t care how you do things in the Terran Empire.
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