Fleet Opening Mission: To Our Future

[Steve Malloway]

STARBASE THRINACIA, Merenion Nebulae Cluster
Dock of the USS Agamenmon
0812 hour

"Ohh." Steve sighed heavily, falling back roughly into his chair behind his desk. Would it never end? Officer after officer repoting in, and not to mention the data that kept flashing up on his screen. Right now he felt like a secretary more than a Fleet Commander.

"Computer, Coffee... black." He never normally had it straight like that, but he felt it was high time to get himself back on track, and the bitter taste would bring him back to the moment.

Which... it did. Badly. Luckily, it didnt last long as his eyes became overwhelmed by the flash of flairs that lit up one of the windows to his office. He jumped to his feet, almost rocketing himself from his desk to the window itself, gazing out at the small craft that swept from the action that had not moments ago been mere inches from his nose. His snapped up to his commbadge.

=/\="Malloway to Blake. A small craft has just entered the system and decided to light up my window, no doubt scorching the hull. As much a little flamboyancing is fun every now and then, I dont appreciate being blinded. Find out who it was and have them report to the Chief for clean--up duty on my hull. Malloway out."=/\=

"Damn pilots." He grinned, moving away from the window a little to sip at the coffee, grimacing and placing the cup right down on the table. Bad move on the black. It did however remind him of the briefing that afternoon that he wasnt so nearly prepared for. Another bad move on his part. So much had needed planning, and it seemed the briefing had been the last on the list to sort. Nevertheless, he needed to get it finished.

"Computer, copy a datastream of the afore-mentioned classified briefing on the Gateway project to our newest guest; Kuchaba Ornixen." Steve ordered, walking back to his desk, picking up a PADD and leaning on the edge. "Oh, and have the galley bring me up a pot of my store of ACTUAL coffee. Pronto."

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