Fleet Opening Mission: To Our Future

[Emma Wilkinson]

200 WORDS MINIMUM POST COUNT...DON'T MAKE ME SAY IT AGAIN PLEASE!

Joint post between Commodore Wilkinson, and Vice Admiral Morgan.

STARBASE THRINACIA
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1915hours

After listening to Steve asking everyone take a seat, the whole room was filled with the sound of people shuffling to do so. After a few minutes the room quietened, and waited for Steve to continue. John watched Steve as he made his way around the table, acknowledging various staff he knew including himself. But at that point, a crewman approached Steve and whispered something into his ear. Although John could not quite latch on to what was said. John knew it was not something expected.

“Trouble?” John asked, Steve merely nodded in reply.

“Balls” John thought to himself.

Steve turned and left with the crew member, leaving John to deal with the whole fleet. Not having the speech that Steve had in preparation, John needed to at least stall things until Steve could have his big moment. As his friend, he could not take it. John promptly turned to Emma.

“Looks like a small delay in the proceedings, could you convey to the unveiling team the word to stall things while I get everyone into their meal?” John Whispered to Emma.

Emma nodded, standing as quietly as she could and sidled out of the room to quietly give the word to the team in question without letting anyone know a specific reason...not that she had one. Her brow furrowed in a mixture of concern and question, she had a funny feeling...but what did she know, she'd only been on base for a few hours.

=^= Commodore Wilkinson to Admiral Targus =^= Emma said over the COMM's, and after waiting for an acknowledgement continued. =^= Slight change of plans Admiral, the unveiling is now going to take place after the meal, rather than before. You and your team are on standby until Admiral Malloway, Vice Admiral Morgan or Myself gives the word. Understood? =^= Emma waited for confirmation of the order and then with a smile turned back and re-entered the room.

Sitting back down in her seat Emma turned to John, "I've given the order to hold until Malloway, yourself or I give the order to start the unveiling. Any idea what’s going on?" Emma asked, wondering about two things, one - what had gone wrong and two - what had it gone wrong to. She still hadn't had time to read up on everything, so was still rather out of the loop.
As Emma left promptly and discretely out of the hall, John tapped his glass to bring everyone’s attention to him. Everyone's eyes in the room all swiftly focused in John's general direction moments after doing so.
“Your attention please, Ladies and Gentlemen.” John Started. “There has been a slight alteration to this evenings plans. It seems the good Fleet Admiral has been called away in short notice on some matter. I use the term good loosely of course. I ask that we begin our meals, for I am sure that Admiral Malloway doesn't intend to starve you all before beginning the formal events.” John finished.

At that point Emma returned, “Well, let’s get into our starters. I don't know about you, but I am famished. I Just hope Steve doesn't keep us waiting too long?!”
Emma guessed that John was simply avoiding her question, and with a smile simply nodded to idea of getting the food going. She suddenly realised she was rather hungry, and couldn't actually remember when she last ate.

A few minutes later and people all around the room were receiving their meals, and Emma started tucking into hers when it arrived. "Prawn Cocktail, my favourite!" She muttered happily, nodding her thanks to the waiter. She picked up her fork and started, smiling with contentment. Her thoughts turned to Malloway, I wonder what's going on She thought to herself as the Admiral still hadn't re-appeared, something was going on and she didn't like not knowing.

Tag all / Admiral Malloway.