With the rare exception, of which Sebastien was not one, every marine fresh out of boot is nervous about their first deployment; and rightfully so.
However while some boot babies are so nervous they're ready to piss themselves others, like Sebastien, are able to bare in mind two facts which indeed make the experience much less intimidating.
The first being that it might be a tougher road ahead then behind but boot camp is there to prepare you and you are, though the best efforts of your superiors, ready and capable of taking on the challenges that lay before you.
The second being that, at least for awhile on your first deployment, you're a bit like a construction site traffic flag person. Most people will recognize that you are there, see a uniform, and then forget you as soon as they've passed you.
So, nervous as he was, Sebastien would arrive at the steps of the 4th Fleet headquarters and, with the outward confidence and kept appearance expected of any military man, would make his way into the building and up to the front desk.
The interaction would be simple, straightforward, and informal. He'd approach, greet her with a casual smile and a "Hello Miss." and present her with his datajocky, expecting she would direct him as needed, and assuming no unexpected details or idle chitchat, would take his datajocky back and follow the directions.
Of course were she to reply with something unexpected, questions, information he'd needed but had not expected, ect. If not, his next stop would be his new CO, to whom of which he'd march straight up to and offer the expected respects and greetings before once again presenting his orders.
ooc: Sorry for the wait. I decided to just get it done and not worry about it being good. xD