U.S.S. Defender Senior Officer Logs
Below is a recording of the recent senior officer meeting aboard the U.S.S. Defender, following the events of AAR: Seconds Out, Round Two
The Recording starts with H’Ltol sat at the head of the Conference table, with all his staff apart from Jack sat around the table, all having Padds infront of them with their notes for the meeting
Jack suddenly walks into the conference room and clears his throat as he holds a padd in his left hand “Sorry for being late Captain… Charles threw up on the carpet… and I had to clean it before it stunk up the place…” he said sitting at his place at the table
H’Ltol nods slowly and purrs softly as he gives a soft smile “It is alright Lieutenant, but next time please contact us so we know… we nearly started without you… right… so as I was saying before the recording kicked in… we have been assigned to attempt diplomatic contact with the Citali… if recent intel is correct, these people have had no contact with anyone due to a lack of warp capable vessels, but well information is changing all the time so it is possible that is outdated… meaning”
Before H’Ltol could finish Coyez Kaseex the chief engineering clears his throat and jumps in and starts to speak “Meaning Captain… we could be walking into a trap… or could be walking into a place where people don’t want our help…”
C’Roren the XO nods slowly and taps on his padd a little “I have taken the chance to read up on reports… and I agree with Commander Kaseex some what… but well it is why we have other ships tagging along right?, strength in numbers…”
Jack nods slowly and reads something on his padd “If I understand it, we currently have the Heimdall, the Delphi and the Forrestal coming to meet up with us… four ships… two of which are carriers… could easily look like an attack group to the unaware.”
T’ran the Chief Science nods slowly “Whilst crude the Lieutenant Nightingale’s assessment is correct, if I recall information correct this system has been host to Terran attacks before, and from a distance Federation and Terran ships share many design ques… safety in numbers is a sensible course until it gets in the way of diplomacy”
H’Ltol nods slowly and purrs gently as he looks around the table “Yes… we have other ships on route… and we are all meeting outside of Confederacy boarders to ensure we have a clear plan in place before we proceed, I personally am going to suggest limiting our numbers in system too three, us, the Heimdall and the Forrestal. I suggest this as we have no prior contact with the world… the Heimdall due to her Captain’s past with the system, and the Forrestal as her Captain has experience no matter how bad dealing with the Confederacy across the table”
H’Llu Hsnte the Medical Chief clears his throat and grunts softly “I will prepare sickbay to handle anything that is throw at us… given if we are dealing with a former enemy there is no promise they won’t just start shooting”
Coyez nodded slowly and folds his arms grunting softly “I will make sure my staff are ready to get us out of here in a hurry… as if your taking people with past experience with them… that is a double edged sword… could easily back fire… I would rather have that Bajoran tagging along… even if she is just in a Miranda class…”
Jack nods slowly and taps on his padd a little “Understood Captain… I will do my best to ensure weapons and shields are ready… of course I don’t want to have to use them, but better to have them ready and not need them…” Jack narrowed his eyes at Coyez about the Miranda comment
C’Roren nods slowly and purrs softly as he stretches a little “My advise is we all need to pull our weight to support the Captains… it is going to take all the support we can give to pull this off… but our diplomatic rooms and guest rooms are ready if we need to host anyone… I made sure to check that S’Tau picked up all the Lego before he left…”
H’Ltol nods slowly and looks around the table smiling gently “I know since I took command it has just been combat… even dealing with bugs has been less than peaceful, but this is our chance to make a diplomatic impact… so I want everyone to prepare for the worst but hope for the best… I know this is new to a few of us, but together we can get this done… we are the crew of the Defender… we have bested the borg… and helped bring an end to the Romulan civil war… we can do this… now everyone dismissed… I want department status reports on my desk by 0800 tomorrow morning”
Most of the senior staff nod and slowly start to shuffle out, however C’Roren remains behind and looks to H’Ltol “So… you have done the combat… now time to play the diplomat huh?” he said as he stretches a little
H’Ltot nods slowly and stands up slowly from the table “Captain Tirrim taught me a few things about diplomacy during our time with the Romulans… before the war I mean… she mentored me a lot on diplomatic talks… hopefully I don’t screw it up… but I will have support from other Captains if needed, one big diplomatic team”
C’Roren nods slowly and seems to twiddle his thumbs a little “Yeah… well figured I would hang back after everyone has left… figured would tell you in private… I am currently looking at my options for a posting closer to my family… me and my wife have been talking about it a lot recently…”
H’Ltol nods slowly and gives a small frown as he walks over to C’Roren purring gently “I understand my friend… I would be sad to lose you… but you have to do what is best for you… no matter what… I know being posted to the Defender and swanning off across Argo’s operational area isn’t easy on family life”
C’Roren nods and smiles softly “Yeah… even considering a post in the CDF… they are always looking for good command track officers… and most of my stuff is easily applicable… for now it is just in talks… so please… for this mission… don’t get anyone killed… drunk sure… just not killed”
H’Ltol chuckles softly and looks to C’Roren as he purrs softly, the pair starting to walk from the room “The Captain shouldn’t have touched the glowing rock… that was his fault… but I will try this time… it is just attempts to get talks going… what is the worst that could happen?”
C’Roren chuckles and lightly punches H’Ltol in the left arm “Stop saying that… your gonna jinx us… don’t want to mess up your first time in the big chair do you? oh… and computer end recording”
The recording ends as H’Ltol and C’Roren leave the conference room, an audible beep is heard signaling the recording has stopped