<<OOC … I am well behind reading logs, so I just hope I am
not contradicting to anything>>
====== CO's ready room, USS Qashqai
=======
Thinking about it, it is rather the usual image of me.
Sitting behind a desk, doing some paperwork or just thinking
about some trouble or another. Today is of no difference as
I am really quite troubled about the recent events.
It all began just recently, when I was invited for a top
important meeting at Starfleet Command on Earth. Not unheard
of, but surely uncommon to call officers from deep space
back to Earth just to attend a meeting. Since there was
hardly time to delay, I took the Qashqai and made it to
Earth with max warp. There were in fact two meeting, but we
get to that later.
The first meeting was a large one, flag officers involved in
the current Romulan war and a bunch of Starfleet Command top
Admirals. The meeting was a lengthy one and more then one HQ
brass had has a speech, but the general outcome was that
Starfleet Command isn't much pleased with the current
situation on the Romulan fronts. Well, there was some truth
in that, Starfleet had to take some embarrassing defeats
lately, but on the other hand, we gained quite a foothold in
Romulan territory with the Quorum space operation. Our
efforts were not much worth in he eyes of the top brass and
the audience was told that the war seems to be drawing
towards a long and exhausting one.
The attention then was drawn upon me and a few other
officers from sectors around SB 234: UNITY. It was presented
that our findings on Padassa station indicated that Romulans
were receiving some sort of support from parallel universe
… possibly more the one. Together with the appearance of
Thalaron cruisers (who are really an formidable weapon)
Starfleet Command came to an conclusion that a new tactical
element was to be introduced soon. We were not told what
that element should be, just informed that wherever
possible, emergency supplies or food, water and basic
resources should be prepared and in special cases our local
forces will be called for support.
"Support what?" I asked and been told that I shall be
informed about everything necessary in due time. That made
me raising en eyebrow, cause I am not used on such blurry
pieces of information, but there was nothing else to do then
to obey and remain silent.
The other meeting was a more casual one, more rich on
information, but far not that pleasant. In the end I left
Earth with the impression that I was talked down. Of course,
it was not done in a bluntly way (cause an Admiral is not
talked down), but the effects were no different. It took
some half en hour to get to the root of the matter and
learned that some HQ Admirals expressed their doubts about
my decision to dismantle a weapon of mass destruction
recently found on the USS Detector in an abandoned shipyard.
I objected that I strictly followed Starfleet regulations
and general objectives. Weapons of mass destruction were
never used by Starfleet … rather the opposite - a lot of
legal documents forebode the use of mass destruction weapons
for whatever cause.
"That just shows how a small frame you do see" I was told by
an elderly Admiral.
At the end of the meeting, I left with the impression that
some devilry is cooking in the Starfleet Command pots,
something like the Pegasus accident decades ago, where
Starfleet Security and Starfleet Intelligence try to employ
a cloaking device when the peace treaty signed with the
romulans explicitly forebode the usage of a cloaking device
on a Starfleet ship (in alpha quadrant). Quite a mess
happened around this accident and it took Admirals Picard
and Riker (Captain and Commander) at that time to cut
through the case.
I am no Picard or Riker and there just was no way how to cut
the case for me. I was just told that under a warrant from
President Spock himself a special operation was running and
that I shall find several agents on UNITY or within SSF
Forces under my command that have been given full authority
to acquire all necessary crew and resources for this
project. Saying it bluntly, there were some guys running up
my station that could ask for everyone and anything and I
was supposed to deliver that to them without a single
question.
I tried to ease the situation with a joke saying that "I am
not giving my pillow to anyone even under the pain of
death", but from all the facial expressions of those old
Admirals, it wasn't taken very well.
So there I am, sitting in my CO's ready room on the way back
to UNITY pondering about the future.
======= End of log ======
RAdm. Shane Guzman
CO, 1st TF, SSF Command
CO, SB 234: UNITY
