07-30-2014, 05:33 PM
STARBASE THRINACIA
Conference Room
2000 hours
The PADD was full. The notes aplenty. A sure sign that the meeting had been full-on. Donald needed that evidence as it had seemed as though his mind had taken none of it in, yet he had managed to take extensive details all along. Lets hope it serves us well for our own assignments. He thought to himself, nodding in thanks in the general direction of the Admiral as he dismissed them.
"Apologies gentlemen, I shall catch up with you both later. I have some personal matters to attend to." Donald excused himself from Des and Michael's, whom he had come to find was the XO for the Firebrand, company as all stood.
The Retired Captain made his way from the Conference Room with ease, the line of other officers steady as they walked on out from the room together and parted ways to head to their ships respectively. After a number of moments, Donald found himself stood in a turbolift with a couple of Commanding Officers from among the Fleet, and their Execs. From listening to everyone there were mixed views on the certainty of this mission. Some agreed with Mr Layton regarding the gateways not being 100%, but others argued that the results weren't exactly that far off and nothing would ever operate at a full 100% as it was anyways. Not when it would seem the technology was complex. Donald wondered how the scientific teams had even managed to start out, let along finish what they had done. He had no interest in Science himself, but would be fascinated to meet someone from the original team if the opportunity arose.
Without even realising Donald soon found himself walking along the corridors of the Firebrand, having sought out the path to take to his new assigned quarters... which were VIP based, it would have seemed. He made a note to confirm this with the Commander when he next saw him. As he walked, Donald ran his hand along the bulkhead of the corridors and grinned somewhat. Not the feel of the Braveheart, but that was never going to happen when you've served on the same ship for as long as Donald had.
"Well, new chapters and all." Donald murmured aloud as he strode into his new quarters and took a seat at the desk as the doors hissed shut behind him. "Computer, open a secure channel to my daughter on Earth, please. Authorisation McGriff-2-2-Beta-9."
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Conference Room
2000 hours
The PADD was full. The notes aplenty. A sure sign that the meeting had been full-on. Donald needed that evidence as it had seemed as though his mind had taken none of it in, yet he had managed to take extensive details all along. Lets hope it serves us well for our own assignments. He thought to himself, nodding in thanks in the general direction of the Admiral as he dismissed them.
"Apologies gentlemen, I shall catch up with you both later. I have some personal matters to attend to." Donald excused himself from Des and Michael's, whom he had come to find was the XO for the Firebrand, company as all stood.
The Retired Captain made his way from the Conference Room with ease, the line of other officers steady as they walked on out from the room together and parted ways to head to their ships respectively. After a number of moments, Donald found himself stood in a turbolift with a couple of Commanding Officers from among the Fleet, and their Execs. From listening to everyone there were mixed views on the certainty of this mission. Some agreed with Mr Layton regarding the gateways not being 100%, but others argued that the results weren't exactly that far off and nothing would ever operate at a full 100% as it was anyways. Not when it would seem the technology was complex. Donald wondered how the scientific teams had even managed to start out, let along finish what they had done. He had no interest in Science himself, but would be fascinated to meet someone from the original team if the opportunity arose.
Without even realising Donald soon found himself walking along the corridors of the Firebrand, having sought out the path to take to his new assigned quarters... which were VIP based, it would have seemed. He made a note to confirm this with the Commander when he next saw him. As he walked, Donald ran his hand along the bulkhead of the corridors and grinned somewhat. Not the feel of the Braveheart, but that was never going to happen when you've served on the same ship for as long as Donald had.
"Well, new chapters and all." Donald murmured aloud as he strode into his new quarters and took a seat at the desk as the doors hissed shut behind him. "Computer, open a secure channel to my daughter on Earth, please. Authorisation McGriff-2-2-Beta-9."
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Quote:Captain (Retired) Donald McGriff