08-20-2010, 11:12 AM
JP BETWEEN MALLOWAY AND TARGUS
Starfleet Starfighter Operations
Planetary Installation Tango
Location Classified {Draco}
Starbase Thrinacia, Merenion Nebulae Cluster
Salon IV {Malloway}
Draco was sitting at his desk looking over reports, along the stack was the sensor logs along the neutral zone. the readings were all normal with the exception of a small jump in the echo band. He smiled to see that it stopped in the area of the Merenion Nebulae Cluster. He recognized the ping as the run off of Sage's fighter. This was the only thing that he hadn't been able to fix in her shielding design. ' Well Time to get Steve up to speed' He thought as he tapped in a command on his desk controls. the room went dark and the federation logo appeared on the far wall with the Starfighter Command seal overlaying it.
" Morning Admiral, I am hoping that Your newly requested CAG for the Braveheart has arrived by now and taken on her position."
It had been, as always, one of those morning. Request after request after request. Order after order after order. Coffee after coffee after coffee. The PADDs were still a mess across his desk.
"I keep drinking all this and I'll be peeing every five seconds during the briefing." Steve muttered aloud with a grin as he took a swig from his mug, draining the remnants of the fresh coffee. Nothing beat the fresh stuff, not even that replicated rubbish. Especially when it had be a special blend of the beans. 84% Arabica, 16% Robusta; Steve's personal preference, and something the Starbase systems had yet to accomplish.
As he heard the comm. system bleeping on his desk, he turned and punched in the code to bring up Targus on the other end, smiling as he listened to greeting. He sat, chuckling some before looking properly upon Targus. "Oh yes, she's here alright... decided to light up my office windows with a small fireworks display... quite an entrance indeed." He scowled some, allowing Draco to see his slight disappointment at how a senior officer conducted themselves. "I realise she has a new baby to play with Draco, but remind your daughter her responsibilities when you next give her an ear-bashing." He laughed, sitting back in his seat some. "How are you old friend? It's been some time."
" Yes it has Old Friend, All is good here other than the demands of Starfleet. I hear that they are working you as well." Replied Draco as he stroked his chin wondering what Sage had pulled. "I Will be sure to let Cmdr Sage know that lighting up the Fleet Admiral's Office would not be advised in the future. I am sending over her orders for your records. Please don't be lax on her do to our friendship though. Now about your upcoming events, Do I need to send over a Tactical squadron for extra security." He continued with a grin. He knew full well that the upcoming events in place for Steve would be so well protected that a greased Feringi wouldn't be able to get in un-noticed. As We sat there Draco tapped a few keys on his left desk control panel and shot a message to Sage.
^To: Sage Targus
From : Draco Targus
Glad to see you made it to your new assignment. I am not happy to see that you used the Admiral's office as a place to put on a light show. PLEASE don't make me order you to behave. Admiral Malloway is an old friend as you well know and I would hate to see him have to restrict your flight clearance.
Love Dad ^
500 Meters off Admiral Malloway's office
Starbase Thrinacia, Merenion Nebulae Cluster
Salon IV {Sage}
Sage had been holding station for about two minutes when she noted a vessal of unknown configuration on the far side of the Station. Being the curious pilot she was she manuvered her fighter around the station and took a closer look. Just as she got in close enough to get a proper look at this craft she recieved a flash message on her personal frequancy.
^To: Sage Targus
From : Draco Targus
Glad to see you made it to your new assignment. I am not happy to see that you used the Admiral's office as a place to put on a light show. PLEASE don't make me order you to behave. Admiral Malloway is an old friend as you well know and I would hate to see him have to restrict your flight clearance.
Love Dad ^
She turned red as she red it knowing full well that she was in deep if Dad already knew, but in her best interest she replied.
^ To: Draco Targus
From: Sage Targus
Sorry Dad, NO harm meant. I will control myself better. See you next time I get around.
Love Your little Dragon^
Steve grinned, chuckling some as he reached out to grab his mug of coffee from the nearby table, sitting back comfortably in his chair at his desk again. "Nono, security here is tight enough as it is. About as tight as John's bar tabs." He mused, taking a sip of the now cold coffee and grimacing. Cold coffee, not good. "You're welcome to come along," He reached out again, placing the mug back in the replicator to be recycled, returning to the screen, "unless you're being worked too hard over there by Command?" Steve asked, grinning again.
" Worked to hard, since when have Admirals worked hard!" Quiped Draco as he tossed a grin in, knowing full well that having stars on your collar meant more work. "As for the Invite, I will full well take you up on it. you can expect me in a few hours. I will send over a Security requirements for my Personal craft. Not to cut it short old friend but we can catch up when I get there. Targus Out" snapped off Draco as he closed the channel. the lights in his office came back up to full power. as they rose he picked up a stack of PADD and headed out of the office for the his Quarters.
Starfleet Starfighter Operations
Planetary Installation Tango
Location Classified {Draco}
Starbase Thrinacia, Merenion Nebulae Cluster
Salon IV {Malloway}
Draco was sitting at his desk looking over reports, along the stack was the sensor logs along the neutral zone. the readings were all normal with the exception of a small jump in the echo band. He smiled to see that it stopped in the area of the Merenion Nebulae Cluster. He recognized the ping as the run off of Sage's fighter. This was the only thing that he hadn't been able to fix in her shielding design. ' Well Time to get Steve up to speed' He thought as he tapped in a command on his desk controls. the room went dark and the federation logo appeared on the far wall with the Starfighter Command seal overlaying it.
" Morning Admiral, I am hoping that Your newly requested CAG for the Braveheart has arrived by now and taken on her position."
It had been, as always, one of those morning. Request after request after request. Order after order after order. Coffee after coffee after coffee. The PADDs were still a mess across his desk.
"I keep drinking all this and I'll be peeing every five seconds during the briefing." Steve muttered aloud with a grin as he took a swig from his mug, draining the remnants of the fresh coffee. Nothing beat the fresh stuff, not even that replicated rubbish. Especially when it had be a special blend of the beans. 84% Arabica, 16% Robusta; Steve's personal preference, and something the Starbase systems had yet to accomplish.
As he heard the comm. system bleeping on his desk, he turned and punched in the code to bring up Targus on the other end, smiling as he listened to greeting. He sat, chuckling some before looking properly upon Targus. "Oh yes, she's here alright... decided to light up my office windows with a small fireworks display... quite an entrance indeed." He scowled some, allowing Draco to see his slight disappointment at how a senior officer conducted themselves. "I realise she has a new baby to play with Draco, but remind your daughter her responsibilities when you next give her an ear-bashing." He laughed, sitting back in his seat some. "How are you old friend? It's been some time."
" Yes it has Old Friend, All is good here other than the demands of Starfleet. I hear that they are working you as well." Replied Draco as he stroked his chin wondering what Sage had pulled. "I Will be sure to let Cmdr Sage know that lighting up the Fleet Admiral's Office would not be advised in the future. I am sending over her orders for your records. Please don't be lax on her do to our friendship though. Now about your upcoming events, Do I need to send over a Tactical squadron for extra security." He continued with a grin. He knew full well that the upcoming events in place for Steve would be so well protected that a greased Feringi wouldn't be able to get in un-noticed. As We sat there Draco tapped a few keys on his left desk control panel and shot a message to Sage.
^To: Sage Targus
From : Draco Targus
Glad to see you made it to your new assignment. I am not happy to see that you used the Admiral's office as a place to put on a light show. PLEASE don't make me order you to behave. Admiral Malloway is an old friend as you well know and I would hate to see him have to restrict your flight clearance.
Love Dad ^
500 Meters off Admiral Malloway's office
Starbase Thrinacia, Merenion Nebulae Cluster
Salon IV {Sage}
Sage had been holding station for about two minutes when she noted a vessal of unknown configuration on the far side of the Station. Being the curious pilot she was she manuvered her fighter around the station and took a closer look. Just as she got in close enough to get a proper look at this craft she recieved a flash message on her personal frequancy.
^To: Sage Targus
From : Draco Targus
Glad to see you made it to your new assignment. I am not happy to see that you used the Admiral's office as a place to put on a light show. PLEASE don't make me order you to behave. Admiral Malloway is an old friend as you well know and I would hate to see him have to restrict your flight clearance.
Love Dad ^
She turned red as she red it knowing full well that she was in deep if Dad already knew, but in her best interest she replied.
^ To: Draco Targus
From: Sage Targus
Sorry Dad, NO harm meant. I will control myself better. See you next time I get around.
Love Your little Dragon^
Steve grinned, chuckling some as he reached out to grab his mug of coffee from the nearby table, sitting back comfortably in his chair at his desk again. "Nono, security here is tight enough as it is. About as tight as John's bar tabs." He mused, taking a sip of the now cold coffee and grimacing. Cold coffee, not good. "You're welcome to come along," He reached out again, placing the mug back in the replicator to be recycled, returning to the screen, "unless you're being worked too hard over there by Command?" Steve asked, grinning again.
" Worked to hard, since when have Admirals worked hard!" Quiped Draco as he tossed a grin in, knowing full well that having stars on your collar meant more work. "As for the Invite, I will full well take you up on it. you can expect me in a few hours. I will send over a Security requirements for my Personal craft. Not to cut it short old friend but we can catch up when I get there. Targus Out" snapped off Draco as he closed the channel. the lights in his office came back up to full power. as they rose he picked up a stack of PADD and headed out of the office for the his Quarters.
Admiral Steve Malloway
Commanding Officer, USS Eagle
Joint Fleet Commanding Officer, Starfleet Strategic Response Fleet
Training and Personnel Developments Director, and Internal Verifier
Commanding Officer, USS Eagle
Joint Fleet Commanding Officer, Starfleet Strategic Response Fleet
Training and Personnel Developments Director, and Internal Verifier