I had returned to ATC, and was leaning back in my chair, absentmindedly typing out some reports, when somebody knocked on my door.
"Come in," I said, turning slightly and looking up. I tapped ctrl+s, then closed the word processor. "The results I asked for?"
The woman standing in the doorway to my office replied, "Yes."
I raised an eyebrow when she didn't hand over the report. I could tell she was nervous. Must've been an intern. "So. I kinda need those today, if you don't mind."
"Oh, yes. Here," she exclaimed, hurrying to hand me the report.
"Thank you, also, I need a coffee, no milk, lots of sugar."
She stared at me indignantly.
"I'm kidding, now, go get back to work or something."
She scrambled out of the office, closing the door behind her. I quickly turned my head to the report in my hand. I stared at it, quickly scanning the report for information. Apparently, the experiment was a success, and the armor was excellent at dispelling heat. This would prove quite useful in combat.
