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Fleet Opening Mission: To Our Future
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1920hours

As Melanie started to dip her spoon into her tomato soup and took a sip of it, she looked at Draco sort of surprised someone would ask that. she didn't know what to say exactly as she thinks she doesn't have many strong assets. she cleared her throat and wiped her mouth slightly and sat back. As she was going to answer she suddenly heard Sage say something in a language she didn't understand and then Draco answered back. She raises her eyebrow slightly and watched Draco and smiled slightly loving someone who can warn people like he could. when he looked back at her she took another spoonful of soup and looked at him.

"well... to be honest not sure. Right now my self esteem isn't as good as it used to be. Because of my past and it sort of haunts me at times. I can be strong when i need to i guess. I've had a couple of ships go down cause of things. I guess maybe i don't give up even though i want to at times. I'm going to escort the Braveheart through the gate and set up the codes for each ship, as the admiral wants me to. He must think i can do things. I guess i need that at times. People know i can do stuff and have me do it and sort of prove it to myself i can, even if i don't feel like i can.. So i'm not sure of my strongest asset..  I am betazoid.. Maybe you'll know it from what you heard so far.." she said chuckling slightly.

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As I walked to the dessert table I noticed Bjorn talking to a commanding officer, I over heard something about the nebula and it started me staring into the nebula as well. As I gazed out the forcefield window I noticed a lot of starships coming in and out, many of them I didn't recognize. Some looked really advanced and some looked old. My mind kept wondering about the USS Independence, deep down I felt a connection there somehow. I felt compelled to do some homework and read up on her, to me it looked like it might have recently been refitted and re-crewed.
I still wanted to speak to her captain, but I had no idea who he was. I don't even know if he was here.

Deep down in my heart I wanted very much to still fight for my fiancée I left behind. I knew that there was still a chance I could save the relationship. I concluded that in time, things will unfold as they are supposed to and that I must just trust that whatever happens, happens for a good reason. I just wish I knew who I could talk too to vent out my frustration. After all, Councillors need counsel every now-and-then too. For the first time since I joined the Academy I felt more confident in my decision to join and I felt happier. I actually started to smile.

TAG Anyone, Captain Zack Gillibrand, any counselor, Bjorn
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Falcon watched as the servers placed food at the tables. In the few moments sence the room fell quite at the request of the Fleet Commander a few new faces joined there table. All of them Falcon knew. The elder of the group was Admiral Targus, the younger Male of the group was if he remembered proper A pilot Named Whillis. And the lady of the group was The Admiral’s Daughter, Sage. Even though his attention remained fixed on the senior officers in the room Falcon knew what was going on around him.Admiral MAllowway had just left the room after speaking with a junior officer and a Commodore was exiting the room at the side of him. Moments later Admiral Targus along with Sage and Whillis left the table. Silently Falcon removed his sidearm and checked it to be sure it was loaded.
As Draco and his pilots returned to the table and all were seated again, another familure face entered the room. A young man that served with him while he was on assignment to the SMCSOD. Just as He was about to ask if the young officer could join them Admiral Targus spoke up.

" So Captain, what do you see was being the strongest asset you have to work with?" Draco commented to Captain Woodcraft as he dipped his spoon into a steaming bowl of red potato soup. As Draco awaited a reply from the Captain Sage cleared her throat.

“càite bheil Malloway? Barked off Sage with the rest of the table looking on at her. With the exception of a few people she doubted anyone understood her.
"Chan eil fhios agam." Replied Draco with a look of disapproval on his face. “ Commander, you will do well to remember that not everyone speaks in the old tongue. So reserve yours.” Turning back to Woodcroft. Now Captain what say you. “
Falcon was pretty sure that what he had heard from the Targus duo was Scottish Gaelic. He chuckled a bit to himself and awaited the reply of his captain.
"well... to be honest not sure. Right now my self esteem isn't as good as it used to be. Because of my past and it sort of haunts me at times. I can be strong when i need to i guess. I've had a couple of ships go down cause of things. I guess maybe i don't give up even though i want to at times. I'm going to escort the Braveheart through the gate and set up the codes for each ship, as the admiral wants me to. He must think i can do things. I guess i need that at times. People know i can do stuff and have me do it and sort of prove it to myself i can, even if i don't feel like i can.. So i'm not sure of my strongest asset..  I am betazoid.. Maybe you'll know it from what you heard so far.."" she said chuckling slightly.

“Interesting Captain” Replied Draco as he turned to Falcon. “And You Mr. Wiseman, what say you on the subject?”

“ Well Sir. I feel that the best asset that the Thunderstorm has is her crew. But before I go into detail about that. Would that Admiral be offended if I added a person to the table. It appears an officer has just arrived and is need of a seat.”
Draco nodded his approval. “Also an Interesting thought Colonol. Please explain.”
“ Aye Sir. AS I see it a command is only as good as its crew, from the lowest cadet to the commanding officer. I think that the Thunderstorm has a fine crew and will serve with honor and pride in any task she is afforded.” AS Falcon finished a Junoir Grade Lt. stepped up to the table and snapped to.

“Permission to be seated” He barked off as Falcon stood

“ Admiral,Captain, I would like to introduce Lt JG Moorehead, Starfleet Special Operation. “
“Atease son” replied Draco as he motioned for Moorehead to sir. “ Would your father be Fleet Captain Moorehead of the USS Tripitz?”

“Aye Sir”
“ Ah Fine Man and one hell of an officer and Pilot. So you would be either Chris Or Michael. I would bet on Michael.”
“ Aye Sir. How did you…"Michael stopped in midphrase realizing that the Admiral before him was wearing wings". Never mind Sir. You must Be Admiral Targus. Pleasure meeting you sir.”
“Likewise Lt.. Beside me here is Captain Woodcroft, next to her is Fleet Captain Martize, then Commander Targus, and You already know Colonol Wiseman. And on right here is Lt Whillis.”

TAG: ALL. Woodcroft, Whillis, Martize


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The food was exquisite. The soup was quite rich, but still creamy and mildly seasoned. Even the water tasted great, like it was from a spring in some isolated pristine ecosystem. Perhaps it was the excitement and the anticipation of the upcoming mission that made the food seem so much better. Regardless of whether it really was the food or just psychology, Zack was still enjoying himself. He was seated at a table with a small group, including a Cadet wearing the blue of Medical and Sciences. For reasons he could not adequately explain, Zack had been dwelling on his ship's lack of a senior Counselor for the entire meal--almost as if somebody was projecting their own concerns onto him. By nature, Zack was a very casual person and seldom let anything bother him...but this was getting to him.

"Cadet," began Zack. "I'm just curious...are you in training for Counseling? My ship, the Independence, is in need of one and for some reason I just can't stop thinking about that. It's really bugging me."

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OOC: Posting at Lt. Gregrez, CEO USS Braveheart

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Hmm… Michael thought to himself as he looked left and right to the plates that were put for the people either side of him. He then glanced at his own. Roast Beef. Why, Michael? You chose Roast Beef when you could have explored your pallet a little better? But still, although mentally scalding himself he was still more than happy with the meal he had; to the point it was difficult to have seen anyone pick up their cutlery faster to tuck in.

“Enjoying your meal, Sir?” The Chief Engineer heard from behind him and he turned to set his eyes on the same Engineer from his travels to the Starbase earlier that day.

“Loving it, Ensign. Would you care to join me?” He stood, moving to the vacant chair beside his and jutting it back some in a welcoming fashion. “I hear this seat is perfect for a behind such as yours.” He winked as the Ensign nodded, rolling her eyes as she sat. “See, perfect.”

“I fail to see how, Lieutenant.” She remarked, looking at Michael as he took up his seat again.

Tough puppy this one. He mentally grinned, inclining his head at her remark. “Nevertheless, I suggest giving the cushion a little time to warm. You never know.” He winked, looking up some to glance around the room once more as several others also did the same, watching an Admiral leave with a crewman. “Looks like the Admiral forgot his speech.” Michael humoured.

TAG: Anyone if they wish
Admiral Steve Malloway
Commanding Officer, USS Eagle
Joint Fleet Commanding Officer, Starfleet Strategic Response Fleet

Training and Personnel Developments Director, and Internal Verifier
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"Cadet," began Zack. "I'm just curious...are you in training for Counseling? My ship, the Independence, is in need of one and for some reason I just can't stop thinking about that. It's really bugging me."

Des looked at Captain Gillibrand with a slightly puzzled expression. "Yes sir, I am studying counselling as a matter of fact, this is so weird, I was looking at your ship in the docks and wondering about. I even thought of doing homework to learn about your ship.... And I was also hoping her captain would introduce himself. Well sir, as soon as I am finished with training I would be happy to join your crew. I believe however that you will need to speak to someone in authority though."

Des knew immediately that the USS Independance was where he was meant to be. It looked like everything was now falling into place. This made him feel even more happy about his decision to join Starfleet. Having the chance to explore the galaxy was a dream-come-true. There were many places he wanted to visit one day, especially the "Pillars of Creation". He very thought excited him.

He wished though that his family and friends could be around. Dispite all the negative things they did to him, he still loved them and forgave them. Des felt that it was "the more evolved way of thinking".

TAG: Zack, Anyone
As I start to see Starbase Thrinacia I see How big it is and as I get off I see a glimpse of the uss Majesty in dry dock and I walk in to the main hall but I get held up by a guard wanting me to show him my pass because I am not in my uniform so I show him my Pass and get in to my uniform after I do that I goto see lieutenant Callum Jackson I go to him and and put my hand on his shoulder..
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I was sat at the table with the two other commanders I had only finished my starter a few minutes ago it was lovely I had always liked tomato soup don't really know why as I don't actually like to eat tomatoes by them self but in a soup I love 'em well one waiter came and took my empty bowl and the another about a minute later came and gave me my main course I had ordered roast chicken with all the trimmings another one of my favourite foods I picked up my water and as I took a sip I felt a hand to my shoulder which made me jump and I kind of spilt most of my water down my front when I turned around I saw a lieutenant stood before me who I could tell was trying to hold in his laughter I stood up and said to my fellow table mates "would you excuse me for a minute" I then tucked my chair in and took him to one side as I walked away I took my napkin with me and I started to try and dry myself off I then said "lieutenant what is it that you wanted actually let me guess you are my new executive officer aren't you".

TAG:Aidan Brent, Any Two Commanding Officers
Commodore Callum Jackson,
Commanding Officer USS Majesty.
Fleet Chief of Operations
Taskforce 169 Commanding Officer
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"Quite an interesting sight isn't Cadet?" Malone asked as he walked over to Cadet Bjorn. The nebula was an entrancing sight to look at. It was understandable that anyone could just stand and stare at such mysterous celestial cloud for long periods of time.

Bjorn looked up to the man speaking to him. ´Hello Sir!´, Bjorn said, standing up and saluting, ´Yes indeed. It´s a beautiful sight! Bit hypnotising.´

"You know, there something they call people who watch these stars all the time. Know what they are?" He asked, hoping to get a joke going with the young cadet.

´Ehm, stargazers?´, Bjorn replied in inoncence, ´I have no idea Sir.´

"Peeping Toms with a college degree." He said, knowing the joke was alittle weak, but rustyness did come in pair.

Bjorn laughed, ´Haha! I like that one, Sir!´ Bjorn smiled at the higher officer. ´Well, Sir, my name is Cadet Bjorn Rommens, currently in Security/Tactical Training at the Academy´, Bjorn said, while extending his hand.

Malone shook his hand with a smile.
"Fleet Captain Malone Martize. I lead the 354th TaskForce." He said.
"I can take a good look at you and tell your on the way of making history in this fleet." He commented.

´Nice to meet you, Sir! Making history? Why that , Sir?´, Bjorn asked, feeling flattered.

"Just that Officer's feeling ya know." He said.

´Well, i should trust you on that then, Sir´, Bjorn said smiling.

"So you like what's going on so far Bjorn?" He asked

´Well, the people are nice, the food and drinks are lovely, but i´m still wandering wherefore this ceremony is about.´, Bjorn said.

"That is a understanbly good question." Malone said as he looked out the port.
"I'm not 100% sure myself. Still think the Admiral is keeping a surprise for us I guess." He said
"All this mystery and stuff is wetting everyone's appites like crazy."

´A mystery it is indeed, Sir. Some of us are really getting crazy, they just want to know what this is all about!´, Bjorn said.
´I´m really excited!'

Malone laughed.
"Good to see that." He said.
"Well I'm gonna see if I can go steal some more of that tasty food over there. Care to join?" He asked in invitation to raid the buffet table.

Bjorn looks at the buffet. ´Well, yes please , Sir! It looks delicious!´

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Melanie paled slightly and then blushed. How stupid was she! She was talking about herself as the asset and here was her XO saying the RIGHT thing!! she closed her eyes feeling stupid. Of course it was her crew. How selfish could she be? she doesn't run the ship herself. She sighed gently and looked up when Wiseman introduced someone and she smiled slightly nodding.

"nice to meet you Lt." she said standing up and offering her hand. "and please relax.. this is a reception.. Have a seat" she offered as she sat back down and petted shadow who was sitting next to her. "this here's shadow. Shes my personal dog and she follows me everywhere. I dont go anywhere without her." she said chuckling. She was trying to feel at ease but right then she felt a right fool for her answer to Targus. She looked around a bit and sighed softly and saw that the admiral was still gone. that wasn't like him if she remembered correctly.  She looked around and saw Megan looking as well and then gets up and touches her ear walking off slightly. Melanie looked at the others knowing Megan would find out something.

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