Captain Jnaxlo Kruwii: More than Famous INfamous!
Avander Promontory
(( Conference Room 04-118, Deck 4, Deep Space 14 ))
Captain Jnaxlo Kruwii could appreciate a good ritual hazing. It was a long-standing tradition in many cultures that an individual not be admitted into a group without first undergoing some trial and testing. In more recent times, these sorts of ceremonies had become a little more sterile, but the Rigelian Endomale still felt there was meaning in marking these transitions.
Convening a session of the Command Officers Promotion Association (COPA) was unfortunately becoming more frequent than recently, due to fallout from Frontier Day. Still, these younger commanders were proving themselves ready and able.
Speaking of such, the woman of the hour materialized right on schedule, in a hazy of transporter energy. The look of surprise on her face indicated that everyone who knew what was about to happen had kept their lips sealed.
Rouiancet: What am I doing here?
The room seemed non-descript, for now, with no outward visual indication of their true purpose in meeting.
T'Valek: Our sincerest apologies for any interruption in your routine.
Fletcher: Good to see you Rouiancet.
Kruwii: (inclining his head in greeting) Commander.
Other Captain: Responses
Rouiancet: I don't understand. Why'd you have me beamed in?
T’Valek: This assembly of commanding officers has a number of items for discussion, but one is centered around you.
Kruwii: (with fuax sternness) Don’t think Command has been ignorant of your recent activities.
Captains/Rouiancet: Responses
Fletcher: Yes, well, there are some things to discuss. Especially about what you’ve been doing.
T’Valek: I believe what the captains are attempting to relay is your time as commander has shown great accolades, advancement, and support for our presence here and your actions must be recognized.
Fletcher: Don’t get so excited, T’Valek. Your smile’s about to show.
Captain/Rouiancet/T’Valek: Responses
Jnaxlo turned to the other human commanding officer. He did not want to push the tease too far, if it weren’t appropriate and a member of the same species might have a better gauge as to exactly how far they should go.
Kruwii: Captain Fletcher, if you would?
Fletcher: Do you know what you’ve done young lady?
Captain/Rouiancet: Response
Kruwii: The exploits of the Octavia E Butler are becoming infamous, and not just in this Quadrant.
T’Valek: Responses
Fletcher: You really are a barrel of monkeys, aren’t you, T’Valek?
The human shook her head and waved her thumb dismissively at the Vulcan. Jnaxlo was glad to see, despite their different backgrounds, that his own read was accurate. And that no matter the situations, a Vulcan could be trusted to take the fun winds out of the fun sails, as the expression went. Not for the first time, the captain of the USS Vulcana Regar reflected on the irony that his command was named after the most significant city on Vulcan, but they had no Vulcans on their senior staff. They probably were all electing to serve under Captain T’Valek.
Fletcher: The point is, it’s time for a change. Commander Rouiancet, your time is up. This is it. I’m afraid you’re going to have to give up your rank.
Kruwii: Effective immediately.
Captain/Rouiancet/T’Valek: Responses
Kruwii: I believe Commodore V’Airu personally insisted.
Jmaxlo looked around, as if invoking that name might summon her presence.
Captain/Fletcher/Rouiancet/T’Valek: Responses
Kruwii: Well, not quite. There’s a bit more…
He looked at the others for confirmation that the time was right.
Captain/Fletcher/Rouiancet/T’Valek: Responses
Tags/TBC
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