01-11-2014, 08:34 PM
Staging Area for Aurora Colony
Outside Temporary Operations - ( AKA the 'shack' )
1700 Hours
John was making his way a large temporary structure containing all operations. The air was fresh, the breeze was calm and cool. The structure was dull and grey like the cloud cover looming overhead.
The structure's flat and grey walls seem drab and characterless. The way it simply sits on top of the ground gives the impression of its temporary nature, as if it would be moved at any time.
Surrounding the site, various structures of similar design stood. These being for living and storage, and hopefully, a bowling ally for recreation. A number of Starfleet personnel moved between them, The operations building being at the hub of this activity.
Beyond these structure, a dense forest that gently followed the breeze surround the site. The dense canopy hid its secrets in a shroud of darkness. Waiting for a bold, adventurous being to seek them out.
Looking above the operations structure. Far in the distance huge mountains loomed over it all in their magnificence with mist shrouding its peaks. The location certainly feels like something out of a J.R.R Tolkin novel.
At that moment, as John was taking in his surroundings. An interruption came along as a Lieutenant, who focused on a PADD their firmly grasp, bumped into John.
âAdmiral, sorry!â Exclaimed the Lieutenant in surprise.
âLieutenant Lee, what has you interested enough to not see an Admiral in your path?â, John calmly asked.
âErm, the latest meteorology report Sir.â Lieutenant Lee stuttered in reply.
âAh, perhaps you can tell me the weather forecast?â John enquired.
âSir, it looks like this region is temperate in with infrequent heâ, Lieutenant Lee begun, but was interrupted by a huge flash followed by a thunderous clap.
âaâ, Lieutenant attempted to continue, only to be followed by the start of a huge down poor. The sound of the rain was almost deafening.
âInfrequent, for your sake Lieutenant. Last thing we need is these flimsy structures being washed into the nearby river. Carry on.â John said with raising his eyebrow slightly and a hint of jest.
âYes sirâ The Lieutenant replied in slight embarrassment, before walking around John and continue in his tasks.
As John proceeded towards operations building, the rain poured down his face like Niagara falls. His rain soaked uniform started to weigh down slightly on him. Deciding to pick up the pace a little, he moved swiftly to get to his destination.
The building had only one room. Centre of the room was a full holographic map of the world the colony was situated on, with desks and consoles around the edge of the room.
As he entered the building, an operations office approached him.
âSir, a little wet out there is it?â They said with a slight grin,
âLieutenant Commander, remarks like that will find you scrubbing floors as an ensign very soon.â John Replied.
âYes sir. Just to inform you that the structures for storage is ready for when they come through. We are currently erecting additional barracks for the required capacity.â The Lieutenant Commander informed John.
âGood, but we are still behind schedule. We need to make sure they all have a bunk at least to sleep in at least.â John stated. âStep to itâ
âYes sirâ They replied, returning to their station.
John walked to a desk in the corner and picked up a PADD. Looks like an updated manifest has come through John thought to him self as he checked the information being displayed. Well at least I can forgo the utter enjoyment of the meeting at 1800 hours being here.
Placing the PADD down, John begun pacing around the room and observing the work of others.
Tag All.
Outside Temporary Operations - ( AKA the 'shack' )
1700 Hours
John was making his way a large temporary structure containing all operations. The air was fresh, the breeze was calm and cool. The structure was dull and grey like the cloud cover looming overhead.
The structure's flat and grey walls seem drab and characterless. The way it simply sits on top of the ground gives the impression of its temporary nature, as if it would be moved at any time.
Surrounding the site, various structures of similar design stood. These being for living and storage, and hopefully, a bowling ally for recreation. A number of Starfleet personnel moved between them, The operations building being at the hub of this activity.
Beyond these structure, a dense forest that gently followed the breeze surround the site. The dense canopy hid its secrets in a shroud of darkness. Waiting for a bold, adventurous being to seek them out.
Looking above the operations structure. Far in the distance huge mountains loomed over it all in their magnificence with mist shrouding its peaks. The location certainly feels like something out of a J.R.R Tolkin novel.
At that moment, as John was taking in his surroundings. An interruption came along as a Lieutenant, who focused on a PADD their firmly grasp, bumped into John.
âAdmiral, sorry!â Exclaimed the Lieutenant in surprise.
âLieutenant Lee, what has you interested enough to not see an Admiral in your path?â, John calmly asked.
âErm, the latest meteorology report Sir.â Lieutenant Lee stuttered in reply.
âAh, perhaps you can tell me the weather forecast?â John enquired.
âSir, it looks like this region is temperate in with infrequent heâ, Lieutenant Lee begun, but was interrupted by a huge flash followed by a thunderous clap.
âaâ, Lieutenant attempted to continue, only to be followed by the start of a huge down poor. The sound of the rain was almost deafening.
âInfrequent, for your sake Lieutenant. Last thing we need is these flimsy structures being washed into the nearby river. Carry on.â John said with raising his eyebrow slightly and a hint of jest.
âYes sirâ The Lieutenant replied in slight embarrassment, before walking around John and continue in his tasks.
As John proceeded towards operations building, the rain poured down his face like Niagara falls. His rain soaked uniform started to weigh down slightly on him. Deciding to pick up the pace a little, he moved swiftly to get to his destination.
The building had only one room. Centre of the room was a full holographic map of the world the colony was situated on, with desks and consoles around the edge of the room.
As he entered the building, an operations office approached him.
âSir, a little wet out there is it?â They said with a slight grin,
âLieutenant Commander, remarks like that will find you scrubbing floors as an ensign very soon.â John Replied.
âYes sir. Just to inform you that the structures for storage is ready for when they come through. We are currently erecting additional barracks for the required capacity.â The Lieutenant Commander informed John.
âGood, but we are still behind schedule. We need to make sure they all have a bunk at least to sleep in at least.â John stated. âStep to itâ
âYes sirâ They replied, returning to their station.
John walked to a desk in the corner and picked up a PADD. Looks like an updated manifest has come through John thought to him self as he checked the information being displayed. Well at least I can forgo the utter enjoyment of the meeting at 1800 hours being here.
Placing the PADD down, John begun pacing around the room and observing the work of others.
Tag All.
Admiral John 'Spiced' Morgan
Joint Fleet Commanding Officer, Starfleet Strategic Response Fleet
Commanding USS Elimination
Joint Fleet Commanding Officer, Starfleet Strategic Response Fleet
Commanding USS Elimination
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