<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1a/Dr._Madison_Chance.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Dr. Madison Chance</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Psychology office</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Stefan Versatile</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Reviewing files; making conversation</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>The knock wasn't my imagination. Unfortunately.<br/><br/>"Enter," I said, not bothering to look up from my files. I didn't need to. The sound of the footsteps at the door told me approximate weight, and I could see a shadow from the corner of my eye that told me height. Cross-reference that with the duty roster, in particular who should be where in the base, and perhaps who<em>shouldn't</em>, based on psych profiles …<br/><br/>"Versatile, Stefan," I said, still looking down at my file. It wasn't his. "<em>Deputy</em>commander, I'd say it's good to see you … except I'd be lying." I placed my paperwork on my desk and smiled thinly at him. "Don't take it personally. I usually don't like seeing anyone without an appointment, or without good reason. Since you don't have the former, I'm hoping for the good reason, apart from exchanging pleasantries and seeing how I'm getting along since the landing."<br/><br/>I gestured around the office. "I'm getting along adequately," I said. "Now, unless you're about to surprise me with some sort of news I couldn't otherwise deduce on my own, I need time to work." I frowned slightly. "I confess to not being skilled with social graces or etiquette, mostly because I don't see the point of them. So forgive me for my bluntness. Or don't forgive me, I suppose, it's your choice. I don't actually care."