[Conference Room – Deck One – USS Chimera NCC 96899-C]
Captain Cropa Rojac looked refreshed, his skin was slightly more tanned than usual – a side effect of spending a few days on Aeran's oceans on a chartered sailboat with Rayna Dior. He wore a smile as the Senior Staff settled into the seats around the conference room table.
"Good day everyone." He aid as everyone settled in. "I hope you all are enjoying your R&R. I'm going to make his quick." He nodded to Walters who stood and began handing out padds around the table.
"The Shipyard tells me that it's going to be a while before the port impulse engine is completely replaced and performing to specifications. They give us to mid-next week." Rojac said. "Admiral Guzman is not clearing us for duty until that engine is at 100% so the ship has some free time on her hands. He did however give us some conference assignments."
"Major Walters and I will be attending a War Planning conference on Earth to present our last mission's findings. Luckily you all get to be spared from that." He smiled as the chuckles softly died away. "But you each get your own stimulating conferences to attend. There is a Science Conference on Vulcan..." Rojac picked up a padd and scanned it briefly before looking to Dr. Fisher and Lt. Carpenter (who were oddly enough sitting next to each other). "Carpenter, you're being asked to present some findings on your research into the dimensional gates and he technology behind them. And you, Dr. Fisher are being asked to teach a seminar on emergency response medicine." Rojac smirked, "I'm sure you two will do quite well."
"Andor is housing a conference a well, dealing with the more militaristic aspects of our duty." Rojac said. "Commander Levison," Rojac turned to the CTAC, you have been asked to present a Tactical Analysis of our mission in the Stellar Nursery. Don't make us look too bad." He grinned before turning to Mcapt Reese, "Reese, I want you to send your Deputy to a few conferences on Strategic Operations – I hear he's interested. You however are being asked to run a battle simulation. You apparently have gotten glowing reviews from your recent lesson on UNITY."
"Castillo," Rojac called over to the Security Deputy, "several arms companies will be in attendance at the conference. Look it over and make reports on what you think we will need. I'm not sure if Major Cortez will be cleared to attend or not, but if he is it's your job to make sure he stays on light duty." Castillo nodded.
"Kroitzer," Rojac said, "if you want to stay behind and supervise the engine I understand. But there is going to be a presentation on up-and-coming transwarp engine technology that you might want to look at. Lieutenant Dior is being assigned to look into that as well. Let me know by tomorrow."
Rojac sighed and looked over to Walters in the XO seat. "I believe that's all." He said. "Your travel itineraries can be found on the padds that Walters distributed to you. Your shuttles depart UNITY at 1300 on Wednesday. If you have any questions we will stay after to answer them. If not, you are dismissed."
[End Log]
Captain Cropa Rojac
Commanding Officer
USS Chimera NCC 96899-C
