04-16-2011, 08:25 AM
STARBASE THRINACIA
Main Gallery
1920 hours
Connor had wondered why Steve left so suddenly; he was sure it couldn't be anything relating to the running of the base for he had taken care of pretty much any issue that could occur. So must have been fleet related and couldn't wait, Connor hated that he could only help the Admiral by keeping starbase operations running smoothly.
Though he knew it was keeping one less thing off the Admiral's mind which Connor was happy with for the life of a flag officer is extremely time consuming causing much tension and stress. Connor thought about forcing Steve to take a break but most officers, flag and line alike, can become defensive which can lead to many irrational regrettable actions and words later on.
However with the dining experience starting Connor focused on the delightful smells from the meals; he began eating once everyone except Steve received their food. He every so often looked around to see everyone else enjoying themselves; many conversations began around the room.
He noticed another man staring at him and he realised it was Eamon Rayner, chief engineer of the Independence. Eamon winked and had some sauce on his finger; he seductively licked and sucked the sauce off his finger while looking at Connor.
Connor found that he wasnât repelled by the display but he didnât like it either which stirred much confusion and looked away down at his meal. Every now and again he glanced up to see Eamon give a wink or a smirk or some kind of flirting gesture at him but focused on his food after each time he looked over at Eamon.
1936 hours
Just about to finish off his meal and suddenly the red alert sounded along with the lighting turning red, Connor looked around but his instinct kicked in. He got to his feet and saw everyone leaving; he knew many of them would be heading to their ships. Connor saw that the Independence crew, Rayner amongst them, were beamed out as he made his way out and along with the cadets headed to the Command deck.
Just before Connor made it to the central transit tube he heard Vice Admiral Morganâs voice behind him.
Connor faced the admiral. âIâm not sure, which is why I am on my way to the command deck. Are you coming?â He asked then added. âSir.â
TAG Morgan
Command Control Deck
1941 hours
Connor stepped out of the turbolift and crossed the deck to Steveâs side, he was surprised to see a Cardassian fleet approaching; he then turned to Steve.
It struck hard and Connor couldnât respond for a moment before the shock lifted. He couldnât believe there was a spy amongst the crew. âAye sir.â He took one last look at the Cardassian fleet and then towards Morgan.
âWe should check everything.â Connor suggested.
TAG Morgan again
Main Gallery
1920 hours
Connor had wondered why Steve left so suddenly; he was sure it couldn't be anything relating to the running of the base for he had taken care of pretty much any issue that could occur. So must have been fleet related and couldn't wait, Connor hated that he could only help the Admiral by keeping starbase operations running smoothly.
Though he knew it was keeping one less thing off the Admiral's mind which Connor was happy with for the life of a flag officer is extremely time consuming causing much tension and stress. Connor thought about forcing Steve to take a break but most officers, flag and line alike, can become defensive which can lead to many irrational regrettable actions and words later on.
However with the dining experience starting Connor focused on the delightful smells from the meals; he began eating once everyone except Steve received their food. He every so often looked around to see everyone else enjoying themselves; many conversations began around the room.
He noticed another man staring at him and he realised it was Eamon Rayner, chief engineer of the Independence. Eamon winked and had some sauce on his finger; he seductively licked and sucked the sauce off his finger while looking at Connor.
Connor found that he wasnât repelled by the display but he didnât like it either which stirred much confusion and looked away down at his meal. Every now and again he glanced up to see Eamon give a wink or a smirk or some kind of flirting gesture at him but focused on his food after each time he looked over at Eamon.
1936 hours
Just about to finish off his meal and suddenly the red alert sounded along with the lighting turning red, Connor looked around but his instinct kicked in. He got to his feet and saw everyone leaving; he knew many of them would be heading to their ships. Connor saw that the Independence crew, Rayner amongst them, were beamed out as he made his way out and along with the cadets headed to the Command deck.
Just before Connor made it to the central transit tube he heard Vice Admiral Morganâs voice behind him.
Quote:âCommander, may I enquire to what in blazes is going on?â John enquired of the Commander.
Connor faced the admiral. âIâm not sure, which is why I am on my way to the command deck. Are you coming?â He asked then added. âSir.â
TAG Morgan
Command Control Deck
1941 hours
Connor stepped out of the turbolift and crossed the deck to Steveâs side, he was surprised to see a Cardassian fleet approaching; he then turned to Steve.
Quote:Steve turned to Connor. "Commander, we have a breach in security here somewhere and I want to know who. Work with Admiral Morgan and anyone else you need - find me this mole."
It struck hard and Connor couldnât respond for a moment before the shock lifted. He couldnât believe there was a spy amongst the crew. âAye sir.â He took one last look at the Cardassian fleet and then towards Morgan.
âWe should check everything.â Connor suggested.
TAG Morgan again