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"No, we don't have the coupling plans from USSS 26." Erisa knew that the space station was debating its strategy. She knew they could be ordered, but she also knew they could say no.

"Tell them we have to have their plans by tomorrow. We can't sustain provisions if a station is not properly joined up in a colony." John was a logistics manager, and Erisa was an assistant logistical support officer. It was their job to help the various stations get the provisions necessary for sustained survival. Since the people on the stations could not reasonably get back, they retained a good deal of autonomy.

"OK, I'll tell them. They are still negotiating with some of the various space colonies on roles and opportunities."

"That's fine. Just let them know they have the last of their provisions until they couple with an approved colonial entity."

"OK."

"By the way, Erisa, I think you are doing a good job." John was trying to see if he could get some humanity out of her.

"Thanks." No he couldn't. She thought of her boss like she thought of her father.