Fleet Opening Mission: To Our Future

[Emma Wilkinson]

(OOC: Sorry this is out of line with the time…but only just caught up, so sorry Ethan)

STARBASE THRINACIA, Merenion Nebulae Cluster
Shuttle Bay 2
10.02 hours

Jemma Finally arrived at Starbade Thrinacia, after what seemed a lifetime on the shuttle. After the Braveheart’s last mission, and subsequent disaster, Jemma had been mildly wounded in an explosion. She had taken time off to recover on betazed, seeing friends and family as well and generally having some down time to fully recover mentally as well as physically. However fully healed, refreshed and revitalised, she was back and ready for action. She had wanted to get to the station a little sooner than she had to settle, but it hadn’t worked out that way. Better late than never. She thought to herself.

As Jemma stepped from the shuttle with her bags she smiled as she looked around at the hustle and bustle going on around her. After nearly being knocked flat by a hurrying Ensign, Jemma stepped to the side by a computer panel and located her CO. The computer located its target, he was aboard the Braveheart, in his ready room. With a spring in her step setting her shoulder length blonde hair bouncing, Jemma made her way to the Braveheart.

Upon setting foot aboard the ship, Jemma realised she still had her things with her. Checking her orders for her quarters assignment she changed direction and made her way through the corridors. Once her quarters were found and her bags had been dumped unceremoniously on the floor inside the door, Jemma made her way over to the computer and checked for any messages. Sure enough there were some. The most important of which was;
TO: United Federation of Planets Defence Fleet Commanding Officer
FROM: Malloway, S. Admiral, Fleet Commander
RE: Cermony and Debrief

LOCATION AND TIME OF DEBRIEF: Starbase 402 'Thrinacia', Conference Room Alpha, 1300 hours, Stardate 65784
LOCATION AND TIME OF CEREMONY: As above, @ 1900 hours, Main Gallery

DEBRIEF ATTENDEES: Commanding Officers, Executive Officers
CEREMONY ATTENDEES: All Officers and Crew

ATTIRE: Duty Uniform for Debrief, Dress Uniform for Ceremony

Oh good a party she thought to herself And we even get to dress up! Cool. Jemma, unlike most, enjoyed dress uniform, mainly because she looked good in it as it flattered her immensely, but mainly because everyone looked so smart and official.

The second interesting bit of information was that of their command change. Don was no longer CO, Captain Trane had taken his place. With a shrug of her shoulders Jemma called out, ‘Computer, locate Captain Trane.’ The computer replied momentarily with ‘Captain Trane is in his ready room.’

Checking there was no other important information she needed, and finding nothing else particularly of interest, she headed out the door and to the nearest turbolift. Stepping in, she called out ‘Bridge’ and took a deep breath as it whisked her off to her destination.

Stepping onto the bridge, Jemma recognised a few faces, but there were a few new ones mixed among them. At least that will keep things interesting. She thought scanning the room. Very interesting considering people will be reporting in expecting Don. Jemma then suddenly realised that most of the crew would not have been informed, it was only due to luck that she had checked her messages before making her way to the bridge that gave her the heads up. Not everyone would even be privy to the information until it was announced. Making her way over to the ready room door and pressing the chime Jemma waiting patiently for a reply with a small smile on her face.

Tag Ethan (…JP??)