[USS Chimera] SD240902.19 =/\= Joint Duty Log =/\= Lieutenant Colonel PontBrillant & Captain Rojac

Pierre-luc Denis <pldenis@gmail.com> wrote to chimera@ucip.org:

> [Ready Room - Deck One - USS Chimera]
>
> Rojac left First Lieutenant Reese at the Conn to watch over the
> investigation of the debris while he retired to his office to file the
> necessary reports, and enjoy a cup of Sumatran coffee. Following the
> battle, Rojac had the quartermaster transport in the bag of beans he
> had
> bought on his last trip to Earth and he promptly made a french
> press. He
> loved the spicy, herbal and earthy qualities of Sumatran coffee. It
> had
> a tangy bitterness that had a habit of snapping his daydreams back to
> the reality before him. He liked that.
>
> He brought the mug to his lips once more as his other free hand worked
> the console embedded in the full length of his desktop to set up a
> transmission back to Starbase UNITY. Once completed he turned to the
> display on the back wall to meet the visage of his immediate superior,
> Lieutenant Colonel Vlimar Pont Brillant.
>
> "Colonel." Rojac nodded. "It's a pleasure to see you."
>
> Vlimar was sitting in his office, listening to the clear sound of the
> Nocturne No 2, Opus #9, leaning back, his body turned to the view
> post,
> his feet resting on a coffee table at his left side. Although the
> position might have looked uneasy from the outside, it was overly
> comfortable for Vlimar. A small beeping sound, coming from his monitor
> woke him up from his daydreaming, as he realized someone was calling
> him.
>
> Vlimar swung back in his chair, to face the monitor. He pressed the
> "pause" button, reverting the screen to the generic welcome message,
> with the Starfleet logo. Half a second later, the face of Rojac
> appeared, making Vlimar smiled.
>
> "Ahhh! Captain!", he said. "What can I do for you?", he asked.
>
> "Well, Colonel." Rojac paused for a moment to consider how best to
> phrase his report. "The Romulan Forces have been repelled at Outpost
> 0071, but at the expense of the outpost itself."
>
> Vlimar listened to the report, with a serious look. {At the expense of
> the outpost}, he repeated in his head. Vlimar looked down for a
> fraction
> of a second, then back up. Vlimar nodded, then said: "What are the
> details?".
>
> "During the engagement, the Romulans opened disruptor fire on the
> station causing it to leak plasma. I immediately dropped shields,
> against the better advice of my XO, and beamed all lifesigns aboard."
> Rojac reported. "We were able to save all personnel, and
> capture a few Romulan soldiers, but the outpost was lost."
>
> Vlimar nodded. "I am glad to hear that we suffered no causalities.",
> he
> replied, simply. Vlimar's said the last sentence, without any
> emotions.
> It was obviously a disturbing news that such an important outpost was
> destroyed. "I am expecting to see the full
> report within 24 hours, Captain.", he added.
>
> "Of course, Colonel." Rojac nodded. "I will have a full report wired
> to
> you as soon as my Chief of Science's investigation is complete.
> However,
> I have a request."
>
> Vlimar, who was expecting the conversation to be over, looked up at
> Rojac. "Oh?", he asked.
>
> "Captain Henry and the D'Artagan have petitioned me to request
> reinforcements to help guard this gap in the sensor field until it can
> be patched." Rojac said. "Do we have any forces to spare?"
>
> Vlimar did not reply for a second. He looked to the right of his
> monitor at the holoprojector that shows the status of the war. "It
> depends if you expect much resistance..." he replied. Seconds later,
> he
> added: "I will dispatch the USS Eagle and the USS Explorer."
>
> "Thank you, Colonel." Rojac said. "I will see you upon our return to
> UNITY. Rojac out."
>
> Vlimar nodded to Rojac, as the communication ended. Vlimar typed the
> orders and dispatched them to the fleet. Seconds after, the two yellow
> dots, representing the Eagle & the Explorer on the holoprojector
> started
> moving, heading towards the D'Artagnan.
>
> Vlimar pressed on a button on his console, to call his attaché. Seco
> nd
> later, the attaché entered the room. "Please, send the new orders
> to
> Commodore Guzman, for his information."
>
> "Yes sir!", was the reply of the attaché.
>
> Vlimar turned his chair back at the viewport, leaning his feet up the
> coffee table. The emptiness of space seemed, more than before,
> comfortable.
>
> ***** END LOG ****
>
> Captain Rojac
> Commanding Office, USS Chimera
>
> &
>
> Lieutenant Colonel PontBrillant
> Deputy Commander, SB 234 : UNITY