=Docking Port 2=
=Starbase UNITY=
Rear Admiral Leland Jefferson was the first to step out of
the docking port, looking around to find Commodore Guzman
waiting for him. Leland had not expected this to be a formal
affair, so standard dress uniform was not required.
Trent stepped out of the docking port as the admiral walked
up to Shane.
"Commodore, it is good to see you again," Jefferson said
with his southern American accent, offering his hand.
The two had only met on a couple of occasions during
meetings, but only in the presence of other admirals and
senior officers back on Earth.
"The pleasure is mine, Admiral" Shane replied and shook
the offered hand, "please welcome on board the UNITY. She
might not be as beautiful as JDC Command back on Earth, but
she's the best in the sector"
As the admiral began talking to Shane, Trent looked around,
studying the scene. He noticed that Shane had an unusual
amount of security for a commodore. He had read Shane's file
and understood the reason for this extra protection. He also
understood that special forces facilities took extra
precautions compared to regular fleet facilities.
If there was anything that Trent understood was security,
being a former security officer himself and in charge of
security at the Federation Council.
Trent was so deep in his observations that he almost didn't
hear the admiral acknowledge him.
"I sure I don't need to introduce you to Captain Rodgers,"
Jefferson said.
"Captain" Shane smiled at Trent, "welcome in the tea m
and I hope you will settle in fast and enjoy your time
here". Offering his hand, Shane nodded towards his new XO
"Commodore," Trent said, taking the offered hand. "I look
fo rward to serving under your command."
Nodding once again, Shane replied: "Most of the senior
staff is away on missions, so you will meet them when
they're back. There is a lot of work here, since you
undoubtly know that my last XO – Colonel PontBrillant was
transferred to Marine command in Quantico on a short notice
… and that happened several weeks ago."
"I understand, Commodore, and I shall do whatever is
required of me," Trent said, then started to study the
expressions of his new CO.
Shane looked at Leland and said: "Admiral, if you allow,
I'd like to strengthen your security detail with a few of
my man. We are almost the front line and the danger level on
board the UNITY is considerably higher then on Earth.
We've had some security accidents in the past and a Deputy
JDC Commander is a prestigious target".
"Normally, I would say no. After all, only a hand full of
people are suppose to even know that I'm here. But, darn it,
from what my people are telling me, word has gotten around of
my visit. So, I suppose the extra security would be a wise
precaution."
Shane pointed towards a security Lieutenant saying:
"Lieutenant Mumacik, Chief of fleet level security will be
at your service during your entire stay on board".
Mumacik, much like most security guys remained silent and
emotionless. In his case however … it was no 'tough
guy' pose, but rather the usual. There were six more
marines behind the Lieutenant and this team was assigned to
support Jefferson's own security detail.
"Then I place my safety in your capable hands, lieutenant,"
Jefferson smiled, knowing that his own security would have
been enough.
Looking at both the Admiral and the Captain, Shan e
suggested: "Shall we get the business out of the way first
or do you want a small tour around the UNITY?"
"Business first," Jefferson said.
"Very well" Shane replied and with a nod ordered
security to head the way. "Let's go to the task force
area, there we can talk without any disturbance". Since
UNITY had a large civilian inhabitant population, it was not
difficult for intel agencies to plant spies on board … and
Shane was sure that the news of Admiral Jefferson arriving
at the UNITY would reach enemy ears soon.
As they walked, Trent walked next to Shane and managed
to position the two away from Jefferson, out of earshot.
"Commodore, I know this may be a bit out of line since we
hardly know each other, but you seem to be a bit
distracted," Trent spoke in a low tone.
Shane looked a pit puzzled at Trent. Well surprised was the
more exact word. For a moment he did not want to respond,
but then only asked plainly: "How do you know?"
"I've been a security officer long enough to pick up on
these things. And working as head of security for the council,
one learns to read their expressions."
Nodding, Shane replied quietly: "Our chief JAG officer,
medical advisor and a civilian child have been kidnapped
yesterday. We have … little clues about where they are at
the moment or what's the reason for the kidnapping". He
did not give away any clues about why he was personally
involved with such a case.
Trent gave an understanding nod, "Well, if there is anything
I can do to help ..."
Shane shrugged slightly: "I don't know Captain. First we
have to locate our people. If you really want to lend a
hand, contact Commander Terek Weranis, UNITY's CSCiO …
he's tracking them down just as we speak"
"I shall do so," Trent replied.
====== conference room one, Task Force area,
later ======
"Please take a seat", Shane offered both his guests as
they arrived in the spacious conference room. After a brief
check, all security personnel left the room, leaving the
three high ranking officers alone.
Jefferson and Rodgers each took a seat. Trent looked around
the room, getting a better layout of things, while Jefferson
seemed to be content.
"So" Shane turned towards Jefferson, "might I ask
about the reason you are here, Admiral?"
"Initially, this was more of a courtsey call, just to get
away from Earth and check out the front on my own. I feel it
is more of a necessity than anything else to get a better feel
of how things are going," Jefferson said. "Recently, though,
we've had reports of Romulans mobilizing mining vessels. At
first, we were uncertain of why. But our operatives on
Romulus believe they are planning to use the mining ships'
drilling rigs for some purpose. Whatever that is, we are not
sure. Still, they seem to be putting some effort into
whateverplan they have for these vessels."
"That's quite news, Sir" Shane replied. After a slight
pause he went on: "There indeed is a matter that concerns
me above everything. Romulans … with all respect to their
Galae (Fleet) … fought for the last 2 years more or less
with the same tactics. Intimidating, raids and utilizing
their cloak technology, avoiding major battles … but for
the last year, we have seen many changes … one could say
improvements to their war tactics. I've got the impression
that the Romulans developed a new commanding style a nd
raised a new generation of war leaders … or someone is
aiding them in a major way. But I cannot imagine a power
aiding the Romulan Empire. I am sure we can leave out the
Borg or Species 8472 … or the Dominion. Klingon Empire is
divided, but sure not supporting the Romulans with full
strength … so who then?"
"That indeed is a good question," Jefferson nodded. "Who
would, or more importantly could help the Romulans and
what would they gain from it? It is possible that there is a
new power out there that we have yet to discover.
Someone is giving them a new found ... what's the word
.. ah, yes ... confidence. If you are right, then it is
important that we find out who the Rommies new friends
are and deal with them accordingly through either
diplomatic channels or with force, if necessary."
Nodding, Shane replied: "We have found some fragments of
evidence about the new player, but nothing we could make any
conclusions. We need to make more recon missions and spend
more time with the shady side of work, but resources are
quite short"
"I have also brought with me a new shipment of supplies
for your shipyard," Jefferson said. "You should be receiving
a new shipment every two weeks from here on out. That
should keep your facility operating nonstop indefinately, or
at least until the war ends."
Shane smiled this time and said: "That's very good news.
The recent lack of resources was unfortunate, cause we are
now quite behind the time schedule. Thank you, Admiral,
everyone needing our help and support will be glad"
"Is there anything else I can help you with, Commodore?"
Jefferson asked. "Now is the time to get any requests
fulfilled."
Shane grinned: "Two things, sir. We could use more help
from SSFI … or even from SFI. We seem to lack information
in a major way and I have the feeling that just ships
won't win this war. My second request is more a wish …
it would be nice if my senior staff would not be reassigned
after a few months here … and on a very short notice. This
makes any plans and development quite hard …"
"I'll have a little chat with Admiral Tuvok and see what SSI
can do to help more. I'll also talk with General Kira can do
from her end. To be honest, here recently, I've been getting
better intel from her people," Jefferson said before leaning
back more comfortably in his chair. "As for your staff, I'm
sure you realize that in war time, people tend to get tossed
from assignment to assignment where they are mosy
needed. Even so, your command is way to critical to the
war effort to be moving people in and out on what seems
like a whim. I'll see what I can do about some of these
orders transferring people out of your senior staff.
"I may have to simply deny those transfers," Jefferson smiled.
"May ruffle a few feathers, but that wouldn't be the first time."
"Thank you, Admiral. I must say that I am very pleased.
Its great to see that one's thing has the support from
high up. Turning to Trent he said: "Captain, your fist
task as my XO will be to inform the shipyard command staff
about the new resources. You know engineers, they will be
happy like a small child with a new toy"
"I'll take care of it right away," Trent said, who had remained
silent throughout the short meeting.
After a short pause, Jefferson stood and straightened out his
uniform, "If there is nothing further to discuss, I believe now
would be a good time to take that tour of your starbase."
Commodore Shane Guzman
CO, SB 234: UNITY
CO, 1st TF, SSF Command
and
Captain Trent Rodgers
XO, 1st TF, SSF Command
XO, SB 234: UNITY
and
Rear Admiral Leland Jefferson (npc by Rick)
Deputy Commanding Officer
Joint Defense Command
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Friday, May 15, 2009
[USS Chimera] SD 240905.15 || Task Group Beta || Duty Log || Capt Chisulo ||
[V'Tar II - Camp Amonak]
+Marine Captain Juvon to Camp Amonak, do you read me?+ The voice of the Exeter's vulcan ODA Commander called in.
"Captain Juvon, this is Captain Tedros Chisulo. What is your report?' Chisulo replied from the make-shift command center established on the planet's surface.
+Captain, we've secured the city. Our tricorders are no longer picking up any rihansuu fortifications or personnel within the city limits. We've captured one platoon of fourteen individuals, they are being cooperative - for the moment.+
Chisulo crossed his arms and walked over to the tactical display of V'Tar city, the capital of the colony. "Good work, Captain Juvon. Return to the Exeter to secure your prisoners."
+Aye, sir. Juvon out.+
Chisulo tapped his combadge at he continued staring at the display, "Chisulo to Hindenburg."
+Hindenberg here, Captain Chisulo. Executive Officer Nadine White responding.+ Came the feminine voice on the other side.
"Commander," Chisulo began, "I want continuous patrol over V'Tar city airspace by Thor and Loki squadrons. Is this possible?"
+Aye sir, it is.+ White responded. +We're scrambling the first squadron as we speak. They should be over head in five minutes.+
"Thank you, Commander. Chisulo out."
Chisulo turned his back, and began walking toward the situation table at the center of the tent. Captain Vrashnel, the andorian captain of the USS Darkstrom approached with a marine guard.
"Captain," Vrashnel said, "LeGrand's fleet is one hour out. The flotilla's commander is requesting an audience and breifing with you upon their arrival."
Chisulo nodded. "Very well then. Captian if you will assume Command here, then I will return to the Detector to prepare for their arrival."
"Of course, Captain." Vrashnel nodded.
+Marine Captain Juvon to Camp Amonak, do you read me?+ The voice of the Exeter's vulcan ODA Commander called in.
"Captain Juvon, this is Captain Tedros Chisulo. What is your report?' Chisulo replied from the make-shift command center established on the planet's surface.
+Captain, we've secured the city. Our tricorders are no longer picking up any rihansuu fortifications or personnel within the city limits. We've captured one platoon of fourteen individuals, they are being cooperative - for the moment.+
Chisulo crossed his arms and walked over to the tactical display of V'Tar city, the capital of the colony. "Good work, Captain Juvon. Return to the Exeter to secure your prisoners."
+Aye, sir. Juvon out.+
Chisulo tapped his combadge at he continued staring at the display, "Chisulo to Hindenburg."
+Hindenberg here, Captain Chisulo. Executive Officer Nadine White responding.+ Came the feminine voice on the other side.
"Commander," Chisulo began, "I want continuous patrol over V'Tar city airspace by Thor and Loki squadrons. Is this possible?"
+Aye sir, it is.+ White responded. +We're scrambling the first squadron as we speak. They should be over head in five minutes.+
"Thank you, Commander. Chisulo out."
Chisulo turned his back, and began walking toward the situation table at the center of the tent. Captain Vrashnel, the andorian captain of the USS Darkstrom approached with a marine guard.
"Captain," Vrashnel said, "LeGrand's fleet is one hour out. The flotilla's commander is requesting an audience and breifing with you upon their arrival."
Chisulo nodded. "Very well then. Captian if you will assume Command here, then I will return to the Detector to prepare for their arrival."
"Of course, Captain." Vrashnel nodded.
=/\=
[Mission Report: "Operation Coral Sea" - V'Tar system]
To the attention of: COMMODORE SHANE GUZMAN, 1TF CO, UNITY CO
From: CAPTAIN TEDROS CHISULO, 1TF Tactical, Task Group Beta Commander
The strategy employed at V'Tar can be reported as a success. Our fighter squadrons, carried by the USS Hindenburg, performed admirably against Romulan occupying forces in the V'Tar sector. They were able to successzfully weaken ROmulan forces enoguh for re-inforcements to succesfully repel and destroy the Rihansuu occupiers of the former Vulcan and Federation colony. They are, however, many oppurtunities from which we can learn from.
Through my analysis, I can safely say that the Federation Valkyrie fighter-class and the Warhammer - multi-role bomber class are outperformed by the Romulan's own counterparts. It was only the sheer numbers of the hindenberg's squadrons - and the skill of their commanders - that were able to pull of the operation successfully. I was forced to bring in re-inforcements earlier than planned to counter agaisnt the superiorty of romulan fighter craft. I recommend that the federation further devlopment Starfleet's fighter technology. The Lancer program shows considerable promise.
In the operation, Task Group Beta has successfully destroyed two Thalaron cruisers stationed here by the Romulan Empire. Recovered colonial sensor logs however reported four in orbit of the planet at the time of the attack. Science teams from Admiral LeGrands' flotilla have begun analyzing the effects of the radiation on the planet's ecosystem. It appears that deep sea life in the planets few oceans has remained unscathed; as has the lifeforms in the planet's extreme polar regions. Rough estimates however say that the planet's population has fallen 98% as a result of the attacks - including all federation citizens.
Though the city and its infrastuructre has remained unscathed, I reccomend placing the planet under quarantine until such a time the planet is deemed safe for occupancy by tthe science teams investigating.
Admiral LeGrand's forces arrived at 1600 hours, and have begun assuming command over the occupation operations. I transferred Command of Camp Amonak to Captain Felix Leiter of the USS Dulles at 1800 hours. Task Group Beta is reporting back to their respective ships to prepare for the return trip to UNITY at 2300 tonight. Estiamted time of arrival at headquarters is scheduled to be at 1300 tomorrow afternoon. If you have any questions,I will be more than happy to answer them at that time.
To the attention of: COMMODORE SHANE GUZMAN, 1TF CO, UNITY CO
From: CAPTAIN TEDROS CHISULO, 1TF Tactical, Task Group Beta Commander
The strategy employed at V'Tar can be reported as a success. Our fighter squadrons, carried by the USS Hindenburg, performed admirably against Romulan occupying forces in the V'Tar sector. They were able to successzfully weaken ROmulan forces enoguh for re-inforcements to succesfully repel and destroy the Rihansuu occupiers of the former Vulcan and Federation colony. They are, however, many oppurtunities from which we can learn from.
Through my analysis, I can safely say that the Federation Valkyrie fighter-class and the Warhammer - multi-role bomber class are outperformed by the Romulan's own counterparts. It was only the sheer numbers of the hindenberg's squadrons - and the skill of their commanders - that were able to pull of the operation successfully. I was forced to bring in re-inforcements earlier than planned to counter agaisnt the superiorty of romulan fighter craft. I recommend that the federation further devlopment Starfleet's fighter technology. The Lancer program shows considerable promise.
In the operation, Task Group Beta has successfully destroyed two Thalaron cruisers stationed here by the Romulan Empire. Recovered colonial sensor logs however reported four in orbit of the planet at the time of the attack. Science teams from Admiral LeGrands' flotilla have begun analyzing the effects of the radiation on the planet's ecosystem. It appears that deep sea life in the planets few oceans has remained unscathed; as has the lifeforms in the planet's extreme polar regions. Rough estimates however say that the planet's population has fallen 98% as a result of the attacks - including all federation citizens.
Though the city and its infrastuructre has remained unscathed, I reccomend placing the planet under quarantine until such a time the planet is deemed safe for occupancy by tthe science teams investigating.
Admiral LeGrand's forces arrived at 1600 hours, and have begun assuming command over the occupation operations. I transferred Command of Camp Amonak to Captain Felix Leiter of the USS Dulles at 1800 hours. Task Group Beta is reporting back to their respective ships to prepare for the return trip to UNITY at 2300 tonight. Estiamted time of arrival at headquarters is scheduled to be at 1300 tomorrow afternoon. If you have any questions,I will be more than happy to answer them at that time.
[End Transmission]
Captain Tedros Chisulo
1TF Tactical, CO of Task Group Beta
Captain Tedros Chisulo
1TF Tactical, CO of Task Group Beta
Thursday, May 14, 2009
[USS Chimera] SD 240905.15 Duty Log, LtCmdr Rice (ACMO)
= USS Chimera - Main Sickbay =
Dr Rice ran the medical scanner along the back of Lieutenant Ilanré Iresia and then paused at the base of hir head before slowly sweeping the scanner across hir crown.
"Dizziness and headache, you say?" he said as he continued to scan the Vissian lieutenant.
"With nausea," s/he replied firmly.
"Hmmm," Alexander said as he put the scanner down and moved to the readout monitor above the biobed. "We've had a number of crew exhibiting similar symptoms while we were travelling through the Great Banks."
"Yes, I'm aware," Ilanré said. "I assisted Commander Ra-Zerphimi in compiling a report on the nebula."
"Good," Alexander replied as he continued to study the readout, then turned back to hir. "But it's not that."
He hesitated before adding, "You're entering menopause."
Ilanré just looked at Rice, hir face slightly pale. "I hadn't thought of that," s/he confessed.
"Age 30 is more or less the time when cogenitors cease sexual function," Alexander mentioned.
The science officer just nodded solemnly.
"The sensations you've had will flare up periodically for the next few months until it settles down," he explained as he moved towards the medtray to fetch a hypospray. "I'll give you something to help with the symptoms. If you're interested... there are medications that can delay the phase for a good couple of years if you're interested in having children."
Ilanré quickly shook hir head. "No, doctor, but thank you." Ilanré had spent most of hir life fighting to leave her home planet. As a member of the marginalised and oppressed Vissian third gender, s/he had to petition the government's permission to allow hir to leave Vissia and enter Starfleet Academy. There were other Vissians in Starfleet, but to date s/he was the only cogenitor allowed to join and the moment s/he left hir planet s/he knew s/he never wanted to return.
Alexander nodded and pressed the hypospray against hir neck to inject the medication. "There, all done."
"Thank you, Dr Rice," Ilanré said formally as s/he got off the bed and then left the Sickbay.
= End Log =
Lt Commander Alexander Rice
Act. Chief Medical Officer
[NPC by Bren]
-
Lieutenant Ilanré Iresia
Dep. Chief Science Officer
[NPC by Bren]
-
USS Chimera NCC 96899-C
[USS Chimera] JL Mimi/ Gustav
=/\= Kroitzer/Hopeler Quarters =/\=
Mimi walked out of the bathroom into the bedroom with a towel wrapped
around her to find Gustav face down on the bed. She quietly walked
over and sat on the edge of the bed. Noticing how tense he seemed to
be; she began to massage his muscles. "Bad day?"
Gustav let out a deep breath as Mimi started to work the tension out
of his muscles "not really bad… just busy and stressful, if it's not
one thing it's another nothings running smoothly in this nebula" he
said venting some steam.
"Any way enough of my troubles, how's your day been" he asked as he
turned his head around to look into Mimi's beautiful green eyes.
"It was busy... who would have thought the number of things that
people have to complain about when you enter a nebula and the chief
counsellor is away." She gave him a wink as she moved to straddle him
to work the muscles of his back better. "Would you like me to see if
I could find a glass of wine for you... I think there is some of that
one special bottle left?"
Feeling more and more relaxed by Mimi's skilled fingers Gustav said
"I'd rather you keep going than have wine but thanks anyway".
"Ok." She tightened her towel back in place and then continued what
she was doing. Her hands slid up his back and then she moved in a
circular pattern down to his hips. She did this over and over;
finding a nice relax rhythm until she accidental brushed her fingers
over the place where his artificial arm was attached.
Gustav felt a short sharp electrical shock from his artificial arm
then felt light on his right side.
Thump!
He just looked down at the floor to see his arm laying there on the
floor "Don't worry about it… just leave it there for the moment"
Gustav said with a slight chuckle in his voice.
Mimi's hand flew up to her mouth cutting off her surprise. She was
glad Gustav couldn't see the colour the crept up her neck and stained
her cheeks. "Oops!," she tried and went back to the massage she was
giving; trying to find the rhythm that she had established only
moments ago.
Gustav started to relax again almost to the point of starting to drift
off to sleep until he felt Mimi start to tickle him.
"This is starting to become a habit," she referred to his falling
asleep. "Maybe I should just get dressed and leave you alone," she
suggested upon a second look at his exhausted face.
Sitting up Gustav reached down an picked up his arm and reattached it
"You don't need to leave, I'm just very tired, how about we go and get
something to eat at the mess hall" he asked.
"Well... maybe you should..." She hesitated and then replied, "Sure."
"Great I'll just get cleaned up and changed then we'll head".
Standing in her towel close by where he was she commented, "I suppose I should pull something on as well.." Her thoughts raced off to what she should where when a firm tug left her skin to cool as the towel feel to the floor.
Mimi walked out of the bathroom into the bedroom with a towel wrapped
around her to find Gustav face down on the bed. She quietly walked
over and sat on the edge of the bed. Noticing how tense he seemed to
be; she began to massage his muscles. "Bad day?"
Gustav let out a deep breath as Mimi started to work the tension out
of his muscles "not really bad… just busy and stressful, if it's not
one thing it's another nothings running smoothly in this nebula" he
said venting some steam.
"Any way enough of my troubles, how's your day been" he asked as he
turned his head around to look into Mimi's beautiful green eyes.
"It was busy... who would have thought the number of things that
people have to complain about when you enter a nebula and the chief
counsellor is away." She gave him a wink as she moved to straddle him
to work the muscles of his back better. "Would you like me to see if
I could find a glass of wine for you... I think there is some of that
one special bottle left?"
Feeling more and more relaxed by Mimi's skilled fingers Gustav said
"I'd rather you keep going than have wine but thanks anyway".
"Ok." She tightened her towel back in place and then continued what
she was doing. Her hands slid up his back and then she moved in a
circular pattern down to his hips. She did this over and over;
finding a nice relax rhythm until she accidental brushed her fingers
over the place where his artificial arm was attached.
Gustav felt a short sharp electrical shock from his artificial arm
then felt light on his right side.
Thump!
He just looked down at the floor to see his arm laying there on the
floor "Don't worry about it… just leave it there for the moment"
Gustav said with a slight chuckle in his voice.
Mimi's hand flew up to her mouth cutting off her surprise. She was
glad Gustav couldn't see the colour the crept up her neck and stained
her cheeks. "Oops!," she tried and went back to the massage she was
giving; trying to find the rhythm that she had established only
moments ago.
Gustav started to relax again almost to the point of starting to drift
off to sleep until he felt Mimi start to tickle him.
"This is starting to become a habit," she referred to his falling
asleep. "Maybe I should just get dressed and leave you alone," she
suggested upon a second look at his exhausted face.
Sitting up Gustav reached down an picked up his arm and reattached it
"You don't need to leave, I'm just very tired, how about we go and get
something to eat at the mess hall" he asked.
"Well... maybe you should..." She hesitated and then replied, "Sure."
"Great I'll just get cleaned up and changed then we'll head".
Standing in her towel close by where he was she commented, "I suppose I should pull something on as well.." Her thoughts raced off to what she should where when a firm tug left her skin to cool as the towel feel to the floor.
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