From: Lord Ihcalam (swiften_at_yahoo.com)
Date: Sat Aug 16 2008 - 22:18:48 PDT
"134"
Location: USS Trenton
Scene: Deck-8 "At Ease" Lounge
Stardate: 2.80816
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Hunter looked around nervously, clutching the padd in his hand. The ship was brand new but already the former Mataco crew had found the luxurious lounge that had been incorporated into the ship's design. There were roughly 100 people in here this evening, all milling about chatting excitedly about getting to know their new ship. Most of them had come from the Mataco, a Galaxy class refit dreadnought that had been older than most of the members of her crew. With that, it was excitable to be able to explore the latest and greatest that Starfleet design had to offer.
He spotted the General at the bar, exactly where the computer had told him she'd be. Unlike most computer systems of old, the new one for the Charleston class could pinpoint a requested individual down to the specific room they were in. Instead of [[Ensign Jones is in Main Engineering]] leaving the searcher to look around of 4 separate levels for their requested target, the Computer now would state [[Ensign Jones is at waste management control substation in Main engineering.]]
There were limits however, it would not tell you if someone was using the head, or what room they were in inside their quarters. That would be a violation of privacy. Hunter walked over to the General, the highest ranking Marine in all the 6th Regiment. He placed the padd on the bar top and slid it across to her, while taking a seat next to her.
"What's this?" she asked picking it up.
A waiter came up before he could answer "Andaran ale" he ordered, satisfying the waiter who left. He turned to the general who was now looking at him. "It's my resignation. I'm going back into retirement."
"And why are you doing this?"
"I have spent a good portion of my life amongst terrans. And I can honestly say I am no closer to understanding them now than I was when I enlisted."
"I heard scuttlebutt about your run in with the station's CO. I don’t have to tell you that she has a reputation of NOT being in anyway military. That’s why she was chosen for this command."
"Yes, all I wanted to do was help after that perversion wrecked so much of what I have been trying to build here. My own men look at me like im about to curse them into a reversion any second. Nobody can command like that."
"Terrans are very protective of their offspring. Even if they aren’t technically hers, Commander Davidson was acting out of fear for those she is responsible for rearing. Maybe a little drastic, and over reactive, but it was an expected response."
"And I thought she would be grateful that I could take that away from her son. I saw those images Cassie, I don’t know WHY your healers allowed those memories to stay. They affected the boy to the point he couldn’t speak normally."
"Generally our healers as you say, don’t like to take away memories, even traumatic ones. It alters who the person is if you take sections of them away. Those experiences make young LJ the person we all know, and loath to see near a computer terminal. You didn’t wipe them did you?"
"No, I disconnected his emotional center from those specific memories. The effect is temporary, they will incorporate themselves back into his psyche, but in a slower flow so he can deal with them. Its common treatment on Pnarra, My own family did the same to me when I watched my childhood friend die slowly to a poisonous thorn bush."
"Must be some poison"
"It dissolves you from the inside out. Takes about 10 minutes. And the victim is alive right up to the end."
"Horrible."
"Yes thus the procedure."
"I'm sure the Commander will forgive you once she has time to process the aide it is doing to the child. As for this" she pushed the padd back at him "Resignation request denied."
"You cant do that."
"I'm a general I can do what I want. I want you to stay here, and show these people that pnarrans aren’t all like your Dark Lord alternate. And we need your experience to lead the Battalion. Take a few days off but I want you to remain in this area. I know you and trust you. Hard to say with what happened before."
"Yes General, I will obey."
"Good boy. Now, buy and old lady a drink."
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Col Bret Maverick
USS Patriot NCC-5781-A
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V Adm Adam Heyting
Public Relations Office
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V Adm Nathan Hathaway
Chief of Starfleet Engineering
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FCol Hunter Williams
Gateway Outpost GS-2
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Cursed with an abnormally vast perception of this cruel reality, trudging through levels of intense emotion no small minded creature could withstand! So it is no surprise that, most of all, there is pain in superiority. I suffer because I am better.
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