Lt. Cmdr. Ian O'Connor- Just Short of Normal.

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((Bridge, Deck 3, USS Ronin, in orbit of Gas Giant A, Ross 580 System))

Ian looked around the bridge at the rest of crew and awaited Kel’s orders. For a moment, there was total silence on the bridge, before Delphina let out a nervous snort as everyone around her relaxed at once. It was as though finally, finally everyone had started breathing again.

Nicolau:  Sir...did you just....use the Ferengi to out litigate the Sheliak?!  We should get our people out of here before those two start flinging injunctions in all directions...last thing we need is an away team crippled by a restraining order.  

Kel:  ::nodding::  T'Fearne coordinate getting our teams back aboard.  Wren, O'Connor get us ready to depart for Deep Space 33.  ::turning to Nicolau::  Don't worry too much Lieutenant, I'm sure Mr. Marrow is already filing injunctions and changes of venue.  This system will be tied up in red tape for quite some time.  

Wren: And that’s assuming that other Ferengi families don’t end up placing bids of their own. It may be irradiated, but it could be a beautiful vacation spot in about thirty years.

O'Connor: I’d bet way sooner. Isn’t one of the Rules of Acquisition, Who needs patience when there’s profit?

T'Fearne: Response

Nicolau:  I'll update those course plots to avoid any red tape, sir.  I'll alert you immediately if I see any process servers closing in.  

V'Len waited, still standing watching the viewscreen. Ian turned back to look at him.

O'Connor: Sooo, That’s it then? More proof the pen is mightier than the photon, I guess.

T'Fearne: Response

Kel:  Excellent!  Mr. O'Connor let's get moving.  Best speed to DS33.

Ian laid in the course and turned Ronin away from the moon heading at impulse toward the edge of the system.

Kel:  What's our overall status?

Wren: Engineering says that the radiation’s ebbed enough for warp, we should be good to go.

Ian gave her a thumbs up.

O'Connor: Fantastic. Going to warp.

The stars blurred and the Ronin accelerated to faster than light.

T'Fearne: Response

Kel:  ::nodding::  Good.  Good work, all of you.  

Kel:  I'm heading to sickbay to check on our people.  Get repairs underway and alert me anything changes.  Mr. O'Connor you have the conn.  

Ian nodded at Nicalau so that she could take back the helm.

Wren: ::reflexively:: Thank you, sir

T'Fearne: Response

O'Connor: ::slides out of the helm with Nicalau sliding in and turns to Kel as he’s leaving the bridge:: Aye, Nice work, Captain. ::sits down in the big chair which physically feels just a little bigger to Ian:: All right guys, you heard the boss. Let’s get back to work. Let’s get updated radiation damage reports and diagnostics on all….

He trailed on with a slew of orders that all moved them in a direction of getting back to normal operations status.

End of Act3/Mission for O’Connor

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Lieutenant Commander Ian O’Connor

HCO

USS Ronin NCC-34523

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