Fleet Opening Mission: To Our Future

[John Morgan]

STARBASE THRINACIA
Main Gallery
1936 hours

John sat in his chair continuing through his starters, which was a salad with light dressing. He looked around the room seeing everyone enjoying their meal. However their meals where only finite, and that he could only suspend the grand event for so long. What could be so important to drag Steve from this fleet opening.

However this seem to not matter, for only moments before placing his fork on his plate to indicate he finished his starter, all hell broke loose.

"RED ALERT, ALL HANDS TO BATTLE STATIONS - THIS IS NOT A DRILL, REPEAT THIS IS NOT A DRILL!" Came through the the stations intercom system, in Malloway voice.

“Great, just what I needed! To rush about after starting my meal, am going to get indigestion!” John thought to him self.

John then turned to Emma in Jested, “Sounds like we got our selves some extra guests for the fleet opening”. John chuckled a bit, and finished with “As long as it isn't Cardassians, we don't have the Kanar.”

At this point the whole room was in motion. People stood up and swiftly departed out of the room in the most efficient manner. Leaving their meals in what ever state and headed out to their ships or  other assignments. Since John's ship was still in dry dock, under repair, John waited for everyone else to leave the room.

Once everyone was clear, John exited the Main gallery and proceeded to the Command Deck of the station. It was difficult to move at any reasonable speed, Since John has little to contribute against what ever threat besieged this fleet, he let anyone who needed to be somewhere pass him. When  he finally made his way to a turbo lift, at which point Commander Connor exited.

“Commander, may I enquire to what in blazes is going on?” John Enquired of the Commander.


Tag: Conner