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MURPHY PENDLETON

"Not here right now. Which means I'm probably... somewhere else.
"If you're tryin' to get a hold of me for some reason, just wait for the tone and leave a message after the... thing.
"...Shit, that was... Th-that was bad. Is there some way to do this ov--?" [Beep!]

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audio.

[chessspecialist]

Hello, sir. I'm Specialist-- er. I guess I can't really call myself that anymore, can I.

I'm Samantha Traynor, and I've recently joined your department. I told Remus Lupin that I would check in with you after I'd spoken to William Tsang about my assignment on integrating the timeline data.

audio.

[yardbird]

Timeline data...

Well, we've had a handful of info that hasn't yet been fully transferred over to the network files we have on hand, if that's what you mean. Such as the last head of Support's data that he'd collected since the start of this mess.

[Just going to transfer this right here.]

Been meanin' to do a proper relocation of all that stuff. S'a lot to go through.

audio.

[chessspecialist]

[[ooc: And that was a fail. That last post was supposed to include these two links so you had an ooc reference on what she's talking about. My bad, I'm so sorry!]]

[ Traynor scrolls down through the data sent to her and forwards this part back within a few moments. ]

I believe this is what I was supposed to work on, sir. Though I would love to help with whatever you need done. I... like to stay busy.

audio. (oops, haha. that's okay!)

[yardbird]

Rrrright.

[Pause.]

Well, this is... kinda the first I've heard 'bout this. And, uh, the timelines are already linked to each other, so... I don't think this should be a major priority for now, since it doesn't look like there're any new people this jump.

I could seriously use some help with these shuttles I've been workin' on, though. I like to keep busy myself, heh.

[chessspecialist]

Ah. I... I see. I'm sorry.

[ A miscommunication and an assignment that wasn't. Traynor would have been getting discouraged except for the last statement. She perks back up. ]

Then we should be quite a pair. I'm not a technician, but I could try to help the best I could. What would you like me to do?

[yardbird]

Oh no, don't worry 'bout it. Not your fault. There might've just been a mixup... somewhere. No big deal, really.

[It happens! He ain't mad.]

That's fine. If I could teach my six-year-old how to work on cars, I'm sure you'll catch on quick. I just need an extra set of hands with doin' these repairs. I figure it'll be good to have some shuttles in case shit hits the fan and we all need to get the hell out of Dodge, y'know?

[chessspecialist]

[ She's doubtful, but willing to try anything. She nods; grimaces as she remembers it's through audio, and speaks instead. ]

All right; I'm up for it as long as you need me. When would you like for me to be available--and where, for that matter. I haven't happened upon the shuttle bay quite yet.

[yardbird]

[That's the spirit.]

How 'bout we meet up at the department office on deck 249? It'll be easier just showin' you the way 'cause I'm not very good at givin' directions. Sooner the better.

[Unless you want to end up walking backwards and end up in Sanlúcar or something.]