Fleet Opening Mission: To Our Future

[Steve Malloway]

Starbase Thrinacia
Conference Room Alpha
1329 hours

"Ladies and Gentlemen, if you please?" Steve interjected as Zack finished, stepping forwards once to have all eyes dart to him. "This is a debrief, not a planning discussion. Commander," Looking to Connor, he continued, "I have already issued the Independence with orders and approved Captain Gillibrands departure and necessary arrangements. The Thunderstorm and Braveheart are more than enough as well as capable." He turned to face the Commanders and Execs once more, his gaze catching a Commodore sat near to the front. I recognise that officer. Despite this, he turned his attention back to the masses.

"Any and all information can be sought from either myself or Vice Admiral Morgan should you need it. Further files are classified to a need-to-know basis and require our authorisation." This was becoming tedious now, he hated briefings. Especially when he knew there was a party-come-send-off-come-booze-up looming not long after - something he much preferred; to socialise than sit in meetings. Why he'd given up command of a starship he never knew. "To summarise, as I know we're all itching to delve into the many bottles of Romulan Ale this evening. The USS Braveheart will be escorted by the Thunderstorm through our fist official testing of the Gateway, where Commander Blake will oversee the installation of the relay station at the other end. Captain Woodcroft," He faced Melanie with a reassuring nod, "I'm leaving the assignment of Gateway codes down to you for any and all ships going through. Make sure you bring my Fleet back to me." He winked, once again turning to the crowd.

He was proud to see the eager faces looking back at him, the sea of red collars sat silent and still as they waited for the Admiral to continue. He felt like being cruel to them and dragging on a little, but he'd chosen these officers for one reason above everything else; he knew they were perfect for him to work alongside, and know alongside. "I expect to see each and every one of you at the ceremony this evening where we will be unveiling the Gateway to the rest of the Fleet and crews, and I remind you that certain information is classified. Dismissed." He snapped himself almost to an attention posture before turning to John. "That includes you too, Spiced." He mocked, smirking at his old friend.

TAG: John/Anyone

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