Lt Cmdr. Avander Promontory: Giving Reports
Avander Promontory
(( Captain's Ready Room, Deck 1, USS Octavia E. Butler ))
Avander Promontory was, again, headed to the Ready Room, but this time it was, mercifully, as subordinate reporting in, not as acting CO trying to deal with a ship’s worth of problems. After the harrowing ‘adventures’ over the… oO what to even call it? Oo …say the last two months, he had a newfound respect for the burdens on commanding officers.
The past week, since returning to their own timeline, had been full of bureaucratic hoops. Most of the crew were adjusting well enough, but there were a sufficient number who weren’t. They had been intercepted by the USS Themis on their way to DS14 and a familiar face from DTI had tentatively cleared them to return to normal duty. Almost.
A few of their officers would be subjected to further scrutiny—some of their reports from across time had apparently raised some flags—and the ship itself was to be fitted with some sort of “temporal anchor.” But all that would be taken care of when they passed through the wormhole. And now they had Captain Rouiancet back. Whatever happened next would be, ultimately, her problem. But first she needed to be debriefed. So he made his way to the ready room.
She brought him, not to the desk, but the sitting area, where she already had prepared some calming chamomile. Perhaps a practice she had inherited from the Commodore.
Promontory: Captain (smiling) it’s good to have you back.
She gave him an intense look and then just blurted out a plea.
Rouiancet: Avander. Please. I'm begging you. Tell me anything. Tell me everything.
Where to start. There was so much. How much time did she have? He shook himself; if they started on temporal punnery, there’d be not telling when it would end. Maybe that would be the best quick explanation.
Promontory: Well, it was time-travel. (beat) Again. But the other direction.
Rouiancet: Right, so, the future?
Promontory: Uh, yes… and. Actually… Well, all of us went to 3200, and then some of us went to 2900, 2401, 2340, 2156, 2024…
He tried to think if there were any other notable visits. oO I think that’s most of them. Oo
Rouiancet: Response
Promontory: Oh, the other ship is from 2380. It was also caught up in the temporal anomaly. They’re going to be more thoroughly reviewed by DTI and then report back to HQ. (beat) They were the source of the distress signal from the anomaly.
Should he mention his brother was among them? He and Trake had exchanged a few more calls in the past week and while Avander hadn’t been able to persuade him to have another visit, Trake had taken a raincheck and promised to join himself and Peri on a pet playdate after the DTI reviews.
Rouiancet: Response
Promontory: Well, in brief: the temporal wormhole somehow reacted to something and engulfed the ship. We were flung 800 years into the future and left us almost dead in the water. Toxin got us some supplies and Josh effected some repairs and then… Well Auntie Emond came and helped us.
Rouiancet: Response
Promontory: No, I mean it was her, from the future. She and… uh, my own future self, gave us some help and direction, how to get a time crystal and make it bad. But that didn’t go quite to plan.
Avander looked at the captain—was he sharing too much or too little? He appreciated that it was a lot that had happened to them. Probably much more than had happened at her leadership summit.
Rouiancet: Response
Tags/TBC
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