Flt. Capt. Karrod Niac - Stand Before the Mast
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Karrod Niac
Nov 7, 2025, 8:31:06 PM11/7/25
to USS Ronin – StarBase 118 Star Trek PBEM RPG
((XO's Office, Deck 3, USS Ronin))
With the ship being escorted by the Blackheart and well on its way to the Farm and with the D14 specialists pouring over their initial research with fascination that bordered on the erotic, Karrod had found time and energy enough to turn his attention to the crews performance over the last mission. He'd read through the reports submitted by the team leaders, parsed through the praise heaped upon several for their calm and clear direction in a crisis and had already earmarked several for commendation.
And then he'd come to the reports from the Runabout Shinano. Shortly after he finished his first pass he'd asked Toryn to assemble the team in his office while Karrod assembled his thoughts as best he could and tried, without much success, to keep from getting angry. Niac's attempts to soothe him had resulted in a swift and severe poke to the abdomen so now, teeth grinding slightly, he strode across the bridge and noticed that Lt. Nicolau picked up on his mood from several meters away and suddenly busied herself with the fascinating details of the helm console. He stabbed at the door chime of his First Officer's office with perhaps more force than was necessary and waited with little patience.
Raga: Response
He stepped across the threshold before the word was even fully formed and strode across the office to stand in front of Toryn's desk, taking a long look at each man in turn. When the silence had stretched out to near breaking he offered Toryn a friendly nod and something substantially less friendly to the team.
Niac: Gentlemen. Before we get into the subject of this meeting please bring me up to speed on your analysis of the Consortium's viral delivery mechanism.
Tucker: I’ve assembled a team that includes myself, Lieutenant Morgan, and a few of our top techs. I feel it’s going to take some time to reverse engineer or figure out how they put the damn things together. Although it’s inactive and largely inoperable, we’re keeping it in a level five containment field. Just to be safe.
Niac: That's a sensible precaution. The D14 people want a crack at it but I don't want to risk transferring it to their custody until we can be absolutely certain it doesn't pose a security risk. The crew on the Blackheart are medical specialists...I don't want to think about what something like a spiderbot could do to them before it could be stopped. Mr. Evinrude, Mr. O'Connor...anything to add to the Chief's report? As of right now you're as close as we have to experts on this thing.
Evinrude/O'Connor/Raga: Response
Tucker: I hate the fact that we’re going to sit around until they do it again. It’s not like we’ve made any friends with the Consortium, that’s for sure..
He modulated his tone carefully as he replied, aiming for something like terse and direct. He suspected it came off as clipped and angry.
Niac: I appreciate that Chief. In fact, I spent about twenty minutes saying as much to the head of Starfleet Security just this morning...although I may have sprinkled in a few terms she'll have to look up in the linguistic database later. While they form a committee of experts to assess and analyze and strategize for the next few months they have at least sent a sector wide security alert to every Federation base, ship and colony and to every unaligned world with a subspace transceiver and ears to listen. DS33 is beginning mass fabrication of our treatment as well as inoculating everyone aboard and any ship that passes through. Within a week that treatment will begin distribution Federation wide. The Consortiums plans are well and truly upended and you gentlemen, and what you recovered from that freighter, were a big part of that.
Tucker/Evinrude/O'Connor/Raga: Response
Karrod's expression turned sour as he pulled the padd from under his arm and used it to gesture at the team.
Niac: Right now that's about the only thing standing between you and a lifetime of extra duty shifts in the ships mess. Lets review your mission report together, shall we?
Karrod tapped at the padd and brought up one of the sections he'd highlighted.
Niac: Ah yes...'after successfully disabling the Consortium device, the team fell back to the runabout and proceeded at speed to the Compass Rose where...blah blah blah...' Hmm. Perhaps I missed the part where it's explained in here how this team, after leaving on one runabout, somehow managed to return to the Compass Rose aboard not one, not two, but three separate vessels. Would any of you gentlemen care to explain?
Tucker/Evinrude/O'Connor/Raga: Response
Karrod snorted in something that was very clearly not amusement.
Niac: Oh I see. Well in that case perhaps you can clarify exactly what did happen. Because I would very much like to understand how, in the midst of a crisis, communication and order broke down to such a degree. And I'd like to understand it right now, gentlemen.
Tucker/Evinrude/O'Connor/Raga: Response
[Tags/TBC!]
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Fleet Captain Karrod Niac
Commanding Officer
USS Ronin - NCC-34523
V239509GT0
With the ship being escorted by the Blackheart and well on its way to the Farm and with the D14 specialists pouring over their initial research with fascination that bordered on the erotic, Karrod had found time and energy enough to turn his attention to the crews performance over the last mission. He'd read through the reports submitted by the team leaders, parsed through the praise heaped upon several for their calm and clear direction in a crisis and had already earmarked several for commendation.
And then he'd come to the reports from the Runabout Shinano. Shortly after he finished his first pass he'd asked Toryn to assemble the team in his office while Karrod assembled his thoughts as best he could and tried, without much success, to keep from getting angry. Niac's attempts to soothe him had resulted in a swift and severe poke to the abdomen so now, teeth grinding slightly, he strode across the bridge and noticed that Lt. Nicolau picked up on his mood from several meters away and suddenly busied herself with the fascinating details of the helm console. He stabbed at the door chime of his First Officer's office with perhaps more force than was necessary and waited with little patience.
Raga: Response
He stepped across the threshold before the word was even fully formed and strode across the office to stand in front of Toryn's desk, taking a long look at each man in turn. When the silence had stretched out to near breaking he offered Toryn a friendly nod and something substantially less friendly to the team.
Niac: Gentlemen. Before we get into the subject of this meeting please bring me up to speed on your analysis of the Consortium's viral delivery mechanism.
Tucker: I’ve assembled a team that includes myself, Lieutenant Morgan, and a few of our top techs. I feel it’s going to take some time to reverse engineer or figure out how they put the damn things together. Although it’s inactive and largely inoperable, we’re keeping it in a level five containment field. Just to be safe.
Niac: That's a sensible precaution. The D14 people want a crack at it but I don't want to risk transferring it to their custody until we can be absolutely certain it doesn't pose a security risk. The crew on the Blackheart are medical specialists...I don't want to think about what something like a spiderbot could do to them before it could be stopped. Mr. Evinrude, Mr. O'Connor...anything to add to the Chief's report? As of right now you're as close as we have to experts on this thing.
Evinrude/O'Connor/Raga: Response
Tucker: I hate the fact that we’re going to sit around until they do it again. It’s not like we’ve made any friends with the Consortium, that’s for sure..
He modulated his tone carefully as he replied, aiming for something like terse and direct. He suspected it came off as clipped and angry.
Niac: I appreciate that Chief. In fact, I spent about twenty minutes saying as much to the head of Starfleet Security just this morning...although I may have sprinkled in a few terms she'll have to look up in the linguistic database later. While they form a committee of experts to assess and analyze and strategize for the next few months they have at least sent a sector wide security alert to every Federation base, ship and colony and to every unaligned world with a subspace transceiver and ears to listen. DS33 is beginning mass fabrication of our treatment as well as inoculating everyone aboard and any ship that passes through. Within a week that treatment will begin distribution Federation wide. The Consortiums plans are well and truly upended and you gentlemen, and what you recovered from that freighter, were a big part of that.
Tucker/Evinrude/O'Connor/Raga: Response
Karrod's expression turned sour as he pulled the padd from under his arm and used it to gesture at the team.
Niac: Right now that's about the only thing standing between you and a lifetime of extra duty shifts in the ships mess. Lets review your mission report together, shall we?
Karrod tapped at the padd and brought up one of the sections he'd highlighted.
Niac: Ah yes...'after successfully disabling the Consortium device, the team fell back to the runabout and proceeded at speed to the Compass Rose where...blah blah blah...' Hmm. Perhaps I missed the part where it's explained in here how this team, after leaving on one runabout, somehow managed to return to the Compass Rose aboard not one, not two, but three separate vessels. Would any of you gentlemen care to explain?
Tucker/Evinrude/O'Connor/Raga: Response
Karrod snorted in something that was very clearly not amusement.
Niac: Oh I see. Well in that case perhaps you can clarify exactly what did happen. Because I would very much like to understand how, in the midst of a crisis, communication and order broke down to such a degree. And I'd like to understand it right now, gentlemen.
Tucker/Evinrude/O'Connor/Raga: Response
[Tags/TBC!]
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Fleet Captain Karrod Niac
Commanding Officer
USS Ronin - NCC-34523
V239509GT0
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