Cleanliness is next to godliness
The Sincerest Form of Flattery
Location: Outer Ring Multistory Habitats
"Talent is cheaper then table salt. What separates the talented individuals from the successful ones is hard work."
2 days after the freighter had landed for the dummy corporation Galactic Overhaul had landed, it's crew were still cleaning out their living quarters/company office. They needed to clean out this for themselves. because Starfleet was not going to do this. It was easy with a little help. A little help consisted of the loader used from the freighter. And 3 pattern buffer enhancers. The loader was to help them clean up the debris in the quarters. The pattern buffer enhancers served 2 fold. first, it was placed in a place where the loader can be transported in and out using the cargo transporter on the freighter. Second, it allowed a pile of debris to be beamed a certain distance out into space. Usually, this would create a problem with navigation, and create a hazard. for ships flying around the station. Thanks to the black hole on our doorstep, its not really a problem. The debris gets sucked into it. like a toilet being flushed.
Gavin Entwhistle and Orlynne Jace had just finished not only cleaning up the debris. But the office as well. Both levels. Both top and bottom. Everything was ready. The office of Galactic Overhaul was about to become a reality. If only on the books.
Then, within the pattern buffers a figure started to beam in. He was wearing a long jacket. It was Major Orin Thrix. He had come to check out the progress.
"Wow, you guys are great. This place looks amazing." He said.
"No thanks to you" Said Gavin.
"I AM Chief of Intelligence on this station you know." Said Orin. "I got lots to do."
"Yeah yeah." Said Gavin.
"Besides, I got the office something. We won't be able to run it for very long, that is until I can secure a better power source."
And with that Orin put a small box on a table. and there in front of both men, a hologram appeared.
"This is Sonjia. She will be Galactic Overhaul's administration person. And office watchdog." Said Orin.
Just then, Orlynne came down the stairs. "There you are. Who's your friend?" She asked, just before the 'friend' disappeared.
"Fill her in." Said Orin. "Okay gang, we are almost ready to put this part of the plan into effect. We all know what to do?" Orin asked.
"YES" they both said in unison.
"We both start asking people if they need things hauled. and to where. assuring them that we don't ask many questions." said Gavan.
"And also trying to get sector intelligence from many different sources." Said Orlynne.
"Great." Said Orin. "And it will be up to the office people to follow up and sift through the crap to find a gem of intelligence. Alright, do you two need anything?" He asked.
The 2 looked at each other and then looked back at Orin. They could not think of one thing they needed
"Ok, IF thats all, I'll leave you. Once again, the place looks great." Orin said
"We will bill Galactic Overhaul." Said Orlynne. she said as Orin shimmered off.
"That was useless." Said Gavin
Major Orin Thrix
Chief intelligence Officer
Warrant Officer Gaven Entwhistle
Starfleet Secret Service
United Federation of Planets Intelligence Service