08-26-2011, 07:41 PM
Heidki Patrol Vessal
Docking port 73 A
2133 Hrs
Falcon's team of marines had performed as was to be expected. the capture of the patrol ship severed as a great moment of pleasure in his career. doing waht he had been trained to do and not loseing a member of his team. as the docking clamps and mooring looked in the ship completly stopped and Falcon motioned for the team to make their way to the airlock.
As the marines from the Thunderstorm reached the Airlock they made way for Falcon to come to the head of the group. The hatch opened and a Chief Petty Officer was standing at post.
"Lt.Col Wiseman requesting permission to disembark."
" Granted Col. Your persence is requested in Command OPs."
" Thank you Chief." he replied as he walked out and took a few steps before turning on a snapp " Gunny, Everyone is to return to Marine ops and await debrief."
" Aye Sir. Well you ladies heard the Colonol gets your sorry arses to the Thunderstorm"
" AYE GUNNY" they barked off as they double timed it to the Thunderstorm.
Falcon turned back tword the corridor leading to teh turbolift, slung his rifle and proceded to make his way to the Command OPs. As he reached the lift teh doors opened. he stepped in, requested OPS and was on his way. Moments later the doors opened and we was standing a few meters away from the doors to OPS.
He walked up to the doors, the computer beped and a slightly suatry female voice requested his clearance.
" Computer voice athority Wiseman Falcon S LtCol, Starfleet Special OPerations Division. "
The computer in reply beeped and the doors opened. He stepped in and searched for the ranking officer of teh room. being stumpd by whom may be in charge he stopped an Ensign.
" Excuse me Ensign, I am LtCol.Wiseman, can You direct me to the officer of the deck?"
" Yes Sir, you are looking for Commander Blake or Admiral MAlloway, Although I believe the Admiral is debriefing the cadets that served ont eh Majesty."
" Thank you Ensign, Dismissed"
" Aye Sir" the ensign replied as he snapped to.
Falcon looked once more around the room. not locating either party he stepped out of OPS.
" Computer locato Admiral Malloway"
*Admiral MAlloway is in Deck 22, conference Room Theta*
With this new Intel Falcon was on his way. MOments later he was outside the conferance room. he stepped up tot eh doors which opened and he entered. He stopped just far enough in the doors to let them close. He quitely found a placwe to sit and awaited the Admiral to complete his business
TAG: Admiral MAlloway
Docking port 73 A
2133 Hrs
Falcon's team of marines had performed as was to be expected. the capture of the patrol ship severed as a great moment of pleasure in his career. doing waht he had been trained to do and not loseing a member of his team. as the docking clamps and mooring looked in the ship completly stopped and Falcon motioned for the team to make their way to the airlock.
As the marines from the Thunderstorm reached the Airlock they made way for Falcon to come to the head of the group. The hatch opened and a Chief Petty Officer was standing at post.
"Lt.Col Wiseman requesting permission to disembark."
" Granted Col. Your persence is requested in Command OPs."
" Thank you Chief." he replied as he walked out and took a few steps before turning on a snapp " Gunny, Everyone is to return to Marine ops and await debrief."
" Aye Sir. Well you ladies heard the Colonol gets your sorry arses to the Thunderstorm"
" AYE GUNNY" they barked off as they double timed it to the Thunderstorm.
Falcon turned back tword the corridor leading to teh turbolift, slung his rifle and proceded to make his way to the Command OPs. As he reached the lift teh doors opened. he stepped in, requested OPS and was on his way. Moments later the doors opened and we was standing a few meters away from the doors to OPS.
He walked up to the doors, the computer beped and a slightly suatry female voice requested his clearance.
" Computer voice athority Wiseman Falcon S LtCol, Starfleet Special OPerations Division. "
The computer in reply beeped and the doors opened. He stepped in and searched for the ranking officer of teh room. being stumpd by whom may be in charge he stopped an Ensign.
" Excuse me Ensign, I am LtCol.Wiseman, can You direct me to the officer of the deck?"
" Yes Sir, you are looking for Commander Blake or Admiral MAlloway, Although I believe the Admiral is debriefing the cadets that served ont eh Majesty."
" Thank you Ensign, Dismissed"
" Aye Sir" the ensign replied as he snapped to.
Falcon looked once more around the room. not locating either party he stepped out of OPS.
" Computer locato Admiral Malloway"
*Admiral MAlloway is in Deck 22, conference Room Theta*
With this new Intel Falcon was on his way. MOments later he was outside the conferance room. he stepped up tot eh doors which opened and he entered. He stopped just far enough in the doors to let them close. He quitely found a placwe to sit and awaited the Admiral to complete his business
TAG: Admiral MAlloway