The door to his office dinged and Jace sighed and leaned back in his chair. It was a floating chair. It used his hover tech to float.
He honestly felt that the chair was not that comfortable and was a bit too prone to flipping. He would have to put a work order in to have it replaced. But before even getting to that he had to get through all of these forms and requests. All of this paperwork was why he did not want a command position in the first place.
The first one marching through his door was the mar'talic ambassador who would be red in the face if he was a human. "What do you think you are doing?!?" He demanded immediately and slammed his hands on the mostly empty desk.
Jace had very little in his office. He was not used to having 'things' especially things that would hold sentimental value. He would have to fill up this office eventually. His desk only had some files for some of the more classified information. But the majority of stuff was in holographic form.
