Running With Scissors
Bob Martens
[CO’s Cabin, USS Excalibur]
[Some Time Later]
Bob surveyed the three people in front of him. Jolor, Krezek, and Chandler all stood mingling about and drinking his booze, and the only thing Bob could think of at the moment was:
I hope there will be some more people here after we get done with this.
Taking a sip of water from his own glass, Bob stood up and “called” them to attention. Mainly it meant walking over and putting himself into the conversation.
“So we’re probably a good month out from being ready to go … this place really was in shambles before I got here. It is a miracle we are under our own, albeit small amount of, power. It will take some work, but we’ll get there. Going to be one hell of a ship,” Treyla finished.
This was his opportunity to get in. “I’m sure she will be, which is why we are going to need you to stay here and continue working on things. You’re going to be in charge while we are all away.”
“Sir?’ she said, puzzled at the moment.
“New orders, for now. Time to find us some more senior staff. Mr. Chandler and I have compiled a short list of possible candidates and now we need to find them,” Bob continued as he pulled out two padds and handed them to Colonel Chandler and Lt. Krezek.
“Those are you targets. Mr. Chandler, you’ll be talking with Rekelen, a former Starfleet officer who was drummed out of the service after helping some Ferengi. She has been working for them for a while and was instrumental in working out the contract between the Breen and the Ferengi in 2381. She’s been in hiding for a little while now, but my contacts have her pinned at the moment.”
He turned to Krezek, “you’ll be finding us a Vulcan female by the name of T’Prinn. She has a checked past with the Science Academy, but I think she’d be a valuable asset to our crew. Last known coordinates on there, and she doesn’t stray to far from the Core Worlds anymore.”
“I’ve gone ahead and gotten a runabout for each of you to take … Commodore Long was more than accommodating this time. Do whatever is necessary to get us some people. Feel free to take along any crew members you feel would be useful, but keep the number small. We don’t want to draw too much attention to ourselves.”
“May we know who you will be tagging?” asked Tank.
Bob smiled. “I’ll be visiting an old friend, Dr. Roberts. She served with me on the Excalibur before and her career has taken a beating because of it. She was a top doctor and hopefully she will join us soon.”
Taking a glass of amber liquid and raising it into the air, it was time for a toast.
“We’ve got work to do. Let’s get to it!”
OFF
OOC: There we go, let’s riff on our own individual story lines for a little bit and then we will come back together and get going!
Sincerely,
Bob Martens
http://bobmartens.net
@boblmartens