08-19-2011, 02:28 PM
STARBASE THRINACIA
Deck 22, Conference Room Theta
2130 hours
It was not the scene the Lieutenant wanted to walk in on, that was for sure. Granted, the majority of the Cadets were sat in seats talking amongst themselves, or reading PADDs, consoles screens or, some, even books. The rest... well, their behavious was... how can it be put? Like so...
"SILENCE!!" Sarah roared as she stood in the doorway to the conference room, the backs of the Cadets to her before whizzing around to see who it was who's voice now echoed over their heads. Everyone went silent as the Lieutenant took a step into the large room, her own small petite figure oddly out of place to the large roar she had enveloped the rucous with. "Just what sort of behaviour is this? NOT the right one befitting potential Starfleet Officers!" She finished, loudly still, as she made her way down the central aisle to set-up shop at the main podium down the front. Her eyes scanned this way and that, gently at those who had been smart enough to sit and wait, piercingly at those who had decided it prudent to take it upon themselves to break the sound-barriers.
The room stayed generally quiet for several more moments as the final boughts of Cadets showed up through the doors, whispers here and there amongst some, general quiet conversations of others. Luckily for them there was no more 'noise'... perhaps the Lieutenant had instilled a sense of fear - small human, large voice, female... deadly combinations to the imagination of what else she could muster.
It was an odd sensation to be stood at the front of a sea of nothing but Cadets, knowing you were the only officer present, even more so as she was a mere Lieutenant Commander herself. No seniors in sight. She looked to her personal silver watch attached to her wrist. 2132 hours. Time to begin - the Cadets all seemed present, if they werent, then that was their issue to resolve when she caught them herself.
"Cadets. I have permission from the Admiralty to firstly start off with apologising for the way in which you were all thrown into your duties, with little to no experience under your belts - the attack from Cardassian forces was not expected to say the least, but your efforts in maintaining all your composures during the incident was commendable and no doubt partly thanks to each and every one of you we have made it through this.
On final reports - our Fleet lost a total of 3 starships, 17 smallcraft and a total of 893 lives. While we understand this loss was not acceptable we are grateful that there was no higher figures in amongst that. Damage to the Fleet was significant, the USS Majesty was hit hard with extensive repairs sought after, other ships not so tenderly hit but damage was sustained that will need assistance with. Thrinacia was the worst hit of us all, as you can no doubt see from around you-" The Lieutenant paused as a silhouette arose in the doorway to the conference room. She placed her PADD on the console before her, clasping her hand behind her back. She wasnt expecting his arrival at all. "Cadets, I will now pass the remainder of this de-brief over to none other than our Fleet Commanding Officer, Admiral Steve Malloway." And she stepped back, watching the Admiral make his way down the central aisle to her podium, a PADD in his hand.
TAG: MALLOWAY AND CADETS
Deck 22, Conference Room Theta
2130 hours
It was not the scene the Lieutenant wanted to walk in on, that was for sure. Granted, the majority of the Cadets were sat in seats talking amongst themselves, or reading PADDs, consoles screens or, some, even books. The rest... well, their behavious was... how can it be put? Like so...
"SILENCE!!" Sarah roared as she stood in the doorway to the conference room, the backs of the Cadets to her before whizzing around to see who it was who's voice now echoed over their heads. Everyone went silent as the Lieutenant took a step into the large room, her own small petite figure oddly out of place to the large roar she had enveloped the rucous with. "Just what sort of behaviour is this? NOT the right one befitting potential Starfleet Officers!" She finished, loudly still, as she made her way down the central aisle to set-up shop at the main podium down the front. Her eyes scanned this way and that, gently at those who had been smart enough to sit and wait, piercingly at those who had decided it prudent to take it upon themselves to break the sound-barriers.
The room stayed generally quiet for several more moments as the final boughts of Cadets showed up through the doors, whispers here and there amongst some, general quiet conversations of others. Luckily for them there was no more 'noise'... perhaps the Lieutenant had instilled a sense of fear - small human, large voice, female... deadly combinations to the imagination of what else she could muster.
It was an odd sensation to be stood at the front of a sea of nothing but Cadets, knowing you were the only officer present, even more so as she was a mere Lieutenant Commander herself. No seniors in sight. She looked to her personal silver watch attached to her wrist. 2132 hours. Time to begin - the Cadets all seemed present, if they werent, then that was their issue to resolve when she caught them herself.
"Cadets. I have permission from the Admiralty to firstly start off with apologising for the way in which you were all thrown into your duties, with little to no experience under your belts - the attack from Cardassian forces was not expected to say the least, but your efforts in maintaining all your composures during the incident was commendable and no doubt partly thanks to each and every one of you we have made it through this.
On final reports - our Fleet lost a total of 3 starships, 17 smallcraft and a total of 893 lives. While we understand this loss was not acceptable we are grateful that there was no higher figures in amongst that. Damage to the Fleet was significant, the USS Majesty was hit hard with extensive repairs sought after, other ships not so tenderly hit but damage was sustained that will need assistance with. Thrinacia was the worst hit of us all, as you can no doubt see from around you-" The Lieutenant paused as a silhouette arose in the doorway to the conference room. She placed her PADD on the console before her, clasping her hand behind her back. She wasnt expecting his arrival at all. "Cadets, I will now pass the remainder of this de-brief over to none other than our Fleet Commanding Officer, Admiral Steve Malloway." And she stepped back, watching the Admiral make his way down the central aisle to her podium, a PADD in his hand.
TAG: MALLOWAY AND CADETS