[Enterprise] Incoming - A Starfleet Command Plot - SD 241110.14

[LT(JG) Maxamillion Stiener]

A Mission Post by Lieutenant JG Maxamillion Stiener
Mission: Incoming - A Starfleet Command Plot
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Timeline: 241110.14

The rythmic footfalls pounded the treadmill as Steiner ran. The looks came not from his pace, which although impressive wasn't impossible and there were several on the crew who could run much fast. No the looks came from the wieghted suit he wore. It resembled sparring pads used in martial arts training, but it was not made for protection but for wieght resistance. It would be easier to set up a holodeck program with higher gravity but Max would always take a low tech solution where he could. He felt that most federation officers had to much relieance on their typically superior technology.

As he ran thoughts ran through his head. He had went back through the old records of the mirror universe, another dimension where everything was different, in some ways darker then it's normal counterpart. The fact that an evil Enterprise was running around was a harrowing thought, although it would not be identical, it would be close, designed to resemble the real one perfectly he supposed, all the better to frame them with. What was the end game. Acting to destroy someone whom was a threat was one thing, but this other had captained his ship to another dimension to wage war on his counterpart. Could there be something as simple as the inability to accept another version of oneself, or could there be something more to it.

A timer went off on his wrist watch. A tap of the controls brought the treadmill to a slow speed as Steiner cooled down his muscles. He began to lose the weight suit as he did. He had an hour before his duty shift, his first duty shift. He had to report into his Superior, and he should really take a shower before he did, as the sweat was literally dripping off him.

Maxamillion von Steiner
First Force