<div class="floatleft">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/13431d5efcebcc887d827079efd6f14a/tumblr_midmpmJE7E1rlxy60o1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Day 1</strong><br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name: </strong></td><td>Ensign Sofie Doortje</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Outside Astrometrics</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Lt. Shrass Athrun</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Learning the Layout</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Tagging:</strong> </td><td>Lt. Arthrun</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/>So it wasn't her fault or ineptness.  Sofie smiled for a brief instant, relieved inside and happy about not being found wanting, if even by herself.  "Thank you.  It's important that these things match up.  A DC party could have gotten turned around or a medical team lost crucial seconds.  I'll wait here," she told the Andorian.<br/><br/>When he returned with the PAD, Sofie worked with Arthrun to remap the offending section and get it submitted to the computer for incorporation into the memory banks.  Sofie made sure, insisted, that both of their names appear on the report.  She'd found the error, sure, but the Andorian had helped her confirm and report it.  Credit belonged to both of them, and responsibility as well if they were in error.  Sofie didn't think they were.  The Andorian was rather smart, she'd already noticed, and he would have caught a mistake she had made by now.<br/><br/>"That was good work," she said and clapped the Andorian on the shoulder.  "Thank you for showing me that trick about remapping with the PADD.  I didn't know that before."  Sofie handed it back to him.  "I'm off duty, just familiarizing myself with the layout.  Are you working or free to get a cup of the stimulant of your choice in the galley?"