This is primarily where the Captain will brief the crew for overall missions and for away missions.

Sergei entered the Briefing room, and seeing that he was early, he took a chair where he had a view of the entrance, took out his PADD, and began reviewing the personnel files for his medical staff.

Having showered and changed, grabbed some fruit and cheese. She walks into the ready room carrying a passion fruit iced tea and a padd she is writing a report on.

>>> From the Narendra Starbase Command Ready Room >>>


Admiral Savengriff walked into the Captain's Ready Room, noting that there were already a few people there.

"How are you doing, Commander T'Shran?" she said as she took a seat... other than the captain's chair.

<<< FROM: Mongoose - Engineering <<<

Shortly after the announcement walks in Dypec, his back is straight with his arms behind his back as he moves into the room and takes in his surroundings, all here were commanders, and most were not dealing in formal protocol. He took note and took standing space near the ready room desk. Once there he gave a nod to those in the room and addressed them formally.

"Commanders. Admiral." Then silently he awaits further orders.
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As Commander T'Shran enters, Sergei looks up from his reports.
"I trust you're feeling better, Commander? The sonic shower appears to have done you some good."



As the Admiral enters, he rises to attention from his seat. "Admiral, welcome back."
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Silviene comes into the briefing room and stands with her back to the wall, near the door. Her hands behind her back. She scans the room carefully taking note of each person there. Her ears twitch with each small sound. She nods politely to those assembled in the room.

Ensign Stilk was not a senior officer, but he was the only intelligence officer on the ship, and the department needed to be represented.

He sat quietly, glancing at those around him.

Miranda smiles at Sergei.

“ Aye and the Grilled Cheese Sandwich and Tomato Bisque helped as well.  Oh, and focusing on this report.

>>>>Science Department>>>>

Deera slipped inside seeing that she was a bit on the late side though it appeared as though the briefing hadn't started yet and so slipped in to take a seat.

The captain had been reviewing the details of several reports about ship readiness, and didn't like what he was seeing. They were supposed to get three days before they were activated, but with this incident, there was a real likelihood they would be called in early. Their crew was not even fully arrived yet, as they still didn't have a ships counseler.

That's when the message went off calling all the senior officers to the ready room. That was another thing they needed to do, he needed to take formal command.

He needed to give others the time to get there, so standing he checked his uniform in the mirror and adjusted it to appear correct. Then he exited his office, walked across the bridge and entered the ready room.

Entering he walked over to the Admiral and spoke softly.

"That'll be the first order of business, Captain," she replied to Anthar as she waited for everyone to arrive and be seated.

Technically, he hadn't been assigned to the Mongoose yet, not until the sudden activation orders had been released. He knew he was going to be added to the ship's crew, of course, barring some radical reason for a change, such as the ship blowing up!

But, the rumors of the ship being sent into the Expanse had been circulating for months. It was like Starfleet had been waiting for the other shoe to drop, though he had no idea what exactly that meant. It was if they were waiting for something... something to happen... or maybe just something not to happen.

Was the attack on the USS Catspaw the even that finally pulled the trigger?

He'd been studying the schematics of the ship, paying particular attention to all the refits that were going on. He was intrigued by the new sensor pod.

He hurried to the Captain's Ready Room and tried to slip unobtrusively into a chair. He had yet to meet Captain th'Valla, but he nodded in acknowledgement to him.

Nodding to the admiral, Captain th'Valla said,"Very good admiral." he then stood at attention, nodding slightly to the new arrival, though he was not familiar with the human, and his angle was preventing him from seeing the man's rank.

He asked the admiral, "Who is the late arrival?"

Miranda finished her written report, basically a clearer version of her verbal with so missing timing added and she walks over to the Captain and hands him the pad.

“ Best I could do, Sir. Enjoy rereading basically everything I already said.  ”

She walks back to her seat and sips her tea.

"That would be Lieutenant Douglas Kincaid, your new Chief of Operations," the Admiral replied to Anthar.

Finally, when Captain th'Valla indicated that everyone was present who should be there, she stood up.

"I, Admiral Kandalyn Savengriff, Commander of Starbase Narendra, do hereby officially transfer command of the USS Mongoose, NCC-62043-A, to Captain Anthar th'Valla, transfer to take place immediately on this stardate, 78003.12."

She paused then to see if the Captain wanted to say anything before continuing.

"As most of you are probably aware of already, the USS Catspaw was attacked by a Klingon ship that was escorting it to Starbase Narendra. On board was Commander T'Shran, being transported to here to take the Executive Officer position on the Mongoose."

"At the moment, this situation is being investigated through diplomatic channels."

"However, as it ties in with the Mongoose's mission, I've accelerated her launch date by a few days."

"The official mission is to explore the Shackleton Expanse. You will proceed along the edge toward the Core to test out the new sensor pod."

"There have been reports of ghost images appearing on ship's sensors when they neared the Expanse, so you'll be trying to find any of these ghosts. You should proceed for at least two parsecs, or until the Captain determines that no further information can be gained, before turning into the Expanse."

"As this is in the direction of where the Catspaw was destroyed, you'll also be looking for further evidence to confirm that."

Stilk shifted in his seat, preparing to stand and provide a brief if necessary "Pardon me Admiral, but analysis of the runabout brought into port by Ensigns Quill and Val has provided some troubling results. Should this be shared with the department heads, or we discuss this privately with you and the captain?"

Silviene's ears twitch and she eyes the Vulcan. "Is it something that Tactical should know about?" She looks at the captain and asks politely. "Were you able to contact the Ambassador, sir?"

In reply to Silviene Felis (msg # 18):

Miranda’s antenna twitch feverishly.

“ I was on that runabout. I don’t think what you have to say should be said away from my ears, Ensign. ”

Dypec stood near the desk, his hands behind his back as they were when he came into the room.

As the Captain was announced for the Mongoose he gave a small nod and continued his stoic stance, giving away no emotion or clue to what he thought of the situation as it unfolded. Personally he felt that the information should be shared now, the Ensign Vulcan should have kept quiet, he was not even to be at this meeting yet he came anyways and made his voice heard before called to do so. he took note of this and also the looks he had received by one of the other officers.

He also took note that he should take time to chat with the young Ensign at a later time if he had the chance before he ended up in corrective action for being at a Senior Officers Meeting.
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"I have not communicated my findings with anyone at this time, but a report has been made and will be sent through the proper channels." Stilk was being very careful to not let something slip, while still waiting for the Admirals approval. "Information will be shared witb Tactical, although it may be a sanitized version or limited to key personnel, at the discretion of the chain of command." His hand motioned towards the Captain and the Admiral.

Silviene's ears lay back and she narrows here eyes. She really would like to spar with the irritating vulcan. He could use a lesson in humility, but if this was to be her crew, her new clan then she would have to adjust to their "unique" personalities. Or at least resist the urge to dig her claws into his smug face. Maybe they could all go on a hunt on the holodecks. She had found that to be a useful bonding exercise. She turned to look at the Captain, waiting for orders.

In reply to Silviene Felis (msg # 22):

As the Admiral's briefing has started, the doors are sealed - so the sudden bleeping of the door announce is unexpected.

"Lieutenant Commander Shard Vinzz, Chief Security Officer, requesting entrance. Reporting late for briefing."

“ I can always demand your transfer, Ensign. Because you are seriously close to insubordination, unless the admiral says that the fact that I know what happened on that runabout first hand means you can not tell me what every Blast Aimed at the Ship I was commanding is something I do not deserve to know, you had best be making a full report now. Or when this meeting is over you can stay on Narenda. as the Executive Officer Of this ship will declare you unfit to be on it.”

"At ease, Commander," the Admiral says to Miranda. "Ensign Stilk is aboard your ship by the insistence of Starfleet Command, so I'm afraid you are stuck with him."

"That's not to say, Ensign, that the CO and XO can't discipline you if the situation warrants it."

"In any case, he is at this meeting at my invitation. While he is still only an Ensign, he is the only representative of his department, such as it is."

"I have read your report, Ensign Stilk, as has the Captain, I'm sure. It is my duty to pursue the matter through diplomatic channels, but it will be Captain th'Valla's duty to further investigate the matter while you commence your mission."

"And with that, I must bid you adieu and good luck. The rest of the meeting will be at your Captain's preference."

The Admiral stood, nodded to everyone, and then left the room.

In reply to Kandalyn Savengriff (msg # 25):

“ Then until I can trust him his quarters and duty office is the brig. And he can report there now.

Miranda waits for the Ensign forced upon her to obey.

Silviene moves over to Miranda and places her hand on her shoulder both with the intent to comfort and place a gentle restrant. "with all due respect sir, I'm not sure you are thinking entirely clearly in light of recent occurrences. I think it would be premature to regulate our intelligence officer to the brig. He may have an over abundance of hubris but he may also know something he feels may not be best to be heard by some assembled here. That is for the captain to ascertain at this time. If we are to work together we have to learn how to interact with each other."

In reply to Silviene Felis (msg # 27):

“ unless, the Captain says otherwise. Duty assignments and quarter assignments are the Executive Officer’s purview not the Captain’s. That man needs to learn his position on this ship gives him no leeway in following the orders of his superior officers and all department heads report to the Executive Officer. Until he does so with In the guidelines of the Uniform Code, I can not for the security of this ship allow him free reign. Also, if I was not thinking clearly then your beautiful features would have just swayed me. Then, I would have to report myself to the brig. ”

Miranda seems calm and ready for action.

Silviene blinks and takes a step back nodding. "yes sir" She looks at the captain unsure what to do about this situation, at least not unless it came to blows. That would be something she knew how to handle.

Stilk stood slowly, placing his hands behind his back as usual "I have done nothing to warrant your distrust. My orders are that the Captain will approve who has the need to know until such time that I have proven that I am capable of handling that authority" Such authorities, normally known as the SSO, are typically granted to more senior intel officers, so a compromise apparently was made.

"If the Commanding Officer makes that decision, which is likely, I will provide that report to you at a time and place that ensures it is not disseminated further to uncleared personnel. If he does not, than me providing you that report would be violation of a direct order; the very charge of insubordination you level against me now. Such as it is, I am caught between you and a hard place. If you insist on placing me in the brig I make no attempts to resist."
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In reply to Stilk (msg # 30):

“ I gave you an order Ensign. I expect you to obey. Or I will start disciplinary action. ”

Miranda stands calm and alert showing no signs of her previous concussion,

“ Your repeated acts of insubordination are a clear threat to the safety of this ship. ”

"As it is an unlawful order I can and must disobey it, as the order being given is strictly for your private gain, rather tham the benefit of the command, and the order is not your authority to give. As I said, only the captain can make that determination. I will provide you the information if given the authority to do so."

In reply to Stilk (msg # 32):

“ Okay, put that on hold for a second Chief. Sorry Ensign who hasn’t learned this lesson from Academy. Lieutenant Commander, who is the sorry superior officer of all Departmebt heads aboard a Starfleet Vessel? ”

Miranda sighs.

“ I also did not say you were under arrest. The Brig is more then the cells, Ensign. It also includes the office space where security officers are stationed in order to watch people in those cells. Now as far as your quarters in order to function officially I. What I perceive your department being only you means you are on call at all hours. So your quarters need to be near your office. Which needs to be secure enough you can send direct reports to Admiral Savengriff and Star Fleet Command particularly Starfleet Intelligence.  So, given all of that I order you tithe duty station I assigned you. For at least a temporary assignment till Ccan find a better assignment. Also, Ensign as you can plainly hear this order is not about that report any longer. The Admiral already said I was getting it. You see I obey my orders.“
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Sergei frowns and turns to Cmdr. T'Shran.
"Commander, Ensign Stilk may be inexperienced and overzealous in his duty, but that does not give you license to bully and act rudely towards him. He is not a threat to the safety of this ship, and I am sure he is aware of your ability to assign quarters. You warned him against insubordination, and given your behavior, it was not entirely unreasonable to think he was being arrested.
I respectfully suggest we leave the matter of the ensign's quarters to later and let him deliver his report."

"If I may, it has been shown here that there are misunderstandings, though I am concerned about a sanitized report being sent out it may be that orders need cleared up and certain aspects of this conversation analyzed further. In the mean time ensign I would advise not providing any further reason to insight agrivation from your superiors. We have a five year mission together after all." With that the Vulcan goes silent and awaits to see if the others will see this logical point of view as something they can go with.

In reply to Sergei Kondratev (msg # 34):

“ I believe we were all dismissed to duty stations. That is the order the Ensign and alll Of you are not following. As your direct superior, I will do something I am not found of doing. that is repeating a direct order to my subordinates. Which is not bullying Doctor. Now, I order you all to report to your duty stations. Which for the Ensign until the Chief Of Security and I can secure a better location is the office on the brig not a cell in the brig ”

"The Admiral left the Captain presiding over the meeting. If he sees fit to dismiss us, then he will do so. It may be useful to further discuss our situation and weigh options."

The X.O. not listening to anyone around, Stilk decided to adress the other logical voice in the room.

"Certain levels of sanitation will be required depending on who the recipients are. Specifically, a report with wide dissemination should not include any information as to how we determined our findings, as that would show possible adversaries our capabilities and our methods. The concern is how much do we tell the crew; they are the most likely to be affected by recent events"
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In reply to Kandalyn Savengriff (msg # 25):

Shard stood outside the Ready Room door waiting to be let in. He betrayed no sign of nervousness except for the constant wiggling of his antennae.

The door suddenly whooshed aside and Shard started forward - only to quickly step aside as Admiral Savengriff hurried out.

"Admiral! I regret my..." Shard started to say, but the Admiral wasn't paying attention and hurried over to the turbolift.

With a small shrug, Shard stepped into the Ready Room - and into the middle of a female Andorian he did not recognize verbally cutting another officer into mincemeat.  Her technique was rather rough, but very effective.  The victim was...

**By the Gods...Its the Vulcan, again!** Shard thought to himself, as he recognized Stilk as the focus of the female Andorian's attentions, **I don't know if it's his being Vulcan...or if it's his being in Intelligence...but that young Yotz better pull the stick out soon...or he'll be this ship's only suicide...shooting himself a dozen times in the back...my job to prevent that...I suppose**

He could only guess that the Captain wanted to see how his new crew was going to get along. Not well, apparently.

"We get it, Commander," he addressed Miranda. "You don't like Vulcans and Vulcans don't like Andorians."

"But you are out of line. Ensign Stilk is in this meeting as a Department Head, and you can't arbitrarily dismiss him just because you don't like him."

"I'm not even sure he's done anything to warrant your claim of insubordination."

When stated that they had been dismissed Dypec too note that the captain had not stated as such and agreed in his mind when it was stated out out loud. He too had noticed the obvious hostility of the Andorian towards the other Vulcan in the room. Sure, Dypec had questions concerning other examples of insubordination that had been alluded to by the half Andorian. At this time Dypec decided to not mention it or make any further inquiries, instead he made a mental note to speak with the other Vulcan at a later time.

Dypec stood quietly, making no movements to leave and making no signs of speaking again until the captain has taken over the fiasco that this meeting has become.

The captain sat there and listened and tried very hard to keep from smiling. This was clearly not the way senior officers normally behaved, nor was this the normal way to conduct a briefing. But then, this wasn't a normal ship launch or a normal mission. The launch was far too quick to go through the normal protocols. He'd had no time to go over his crew's files to find strengths and weaknesses, to pick and choose as was his prerogative.

He waited for a lull in the 'conversation' before standing up to make sure he had everyone's attention. Then, in a calm and deceptively friendly voice he said, " We are Starfleet officers. We should act like it. Now the, first of all, no one is dismissed."

"Secondly, Commander T'Shran, you do not get to see Ensign Stilk's report unless I say you can."

"Thirdly, I do not get to see Ensign Stilk's report unless Starfleet says I can."

"Fourth, the report has nothing personal about you in it, Commander. It is facts as gathered by the recovery team. What those facts may mean is for Starfleet Command to decide. This is clearly a political and diplomatic issue. Maybe that will become our mission, but, at the moment, it isn't ours to pursue."

"Now, getting back to the briefing..."

"I need to know what is the readiness status of each department. Also, how many crewmen do you have aboard at the moment? And can we accomplish the mission with what we have now? I'd like to get underway as soon as possible."

In reply to Anther th'Valla (msg # 42):

Miranda sits in her chair and is about to respond to the Captain about the fact that she has had no time to get to know anyone in her office or the department heads other then this meeting as her eyes begin to close and she slumps against the table.
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In reply to Anther th'Valla (msg # 42):

Shard brings up the PADD he's been holding, taps a few icons, and begins reading,

"All Security materials are aboard, inventoried and stored.  Forty-nine of the assigned seventy-four Security personnel have reported for duty.  My Yeoman is among the missi--correction, he just..."

Shard pauses, squints and looks closer at the PADD,

"...excuse me, it has just signed in.  That now makes fifty Security personnel aboard. Enough to form four of the usual six security teams.  I'd prefer to wait until we had everyone, sir, but I can get by with four Teams for a couple of months.  Perhaps the Admiral might be able to arrange supplemental transportation for our late arrivals in a few days...Sir?"

Silviene shifts uneasily.

"Sir, in the absence of a chief tactical officer I will report. As far as ships tactical systems, shields, sensors and weapons appear to be functional. As for away mission preparedness I would recommend some team building exercises in the holodecks, including by the senior staff."
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Sergei glances at his PADD:
"Medical supply levels are within recommended parameters. Four nurses and one junior doctor had not reported for duty as of the start of this meeting. Nothing that should impact our efficiency, but we can practice operating with the reduced staff until they arrive."

"Operations are 83% ready to go," Doug reported after consulting his PADD. "And we're about a dozen people short of a full staff. That's not a significant number for maintaining full readiness, though."

Dypec allowed many of the others to provide their reports forst before he made his own.

"My preliminary inspection of engineering shows we are within desired parameters for launch. Also, this ship seems to show a ruggedness other ships do not, repairs should be relatively easy going to perform. As for my portion of the crew? At this time engineering was quiet but I am sure they will report soon."
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In reply to Dypec (msg # 48):

Shard's antennae stick straight up, just quivering a little, until he turns his gaze to the Operations Chief, Kincade, and they resume their usual slow wriggling.

"Lieutenant Kincade, you report your division at eighty-three percent readiness; as Food Services is part of your divisions purview, I ask if consumable stores are fully loaded, or if they are part of the seventeen percent deficit you're reporting?  Do we need to wait upon further foodstuffs?"

"Normal food stuffs can be replicated," Lieutenant Kincaid responded. "Specials and exotics tend to all be personal."

"I'm talking about supplies that can't be replicated... tritanium, dilithium, quantum circuits."

Silviene makes a disgusted face at the mention of yet more replicated food stuff and sighs. Her ears lay flat to her head for a moment as she mumbles, "damn" under her breath.

In reply to Douglas Kincaid (msg # 50):

Shard raises his PADD and moves his free hand as if you make an entry on it,

"So, should I take that to mean that the bulk storage tanks for the protein and carbohydrate base components are full, Lieutenant?  As you say, replicators can produce food from pure energy, but it's a lot of energy to do it.  Using the replicators to reconfigure the molecular structure of a base compound - say, a protein paste turned into a talok steak - uses far less energy.  Not to mention that non-replicated food just tastes better."

Shark looked up from his PADD and catches Kincaid's eye,

"I hope it never happens to you, Lieutenant, but early in the Dominion War I was aboard an Andorian Cruiser that was ambushed by the Jem'Hadar.  We destroyed them, but we took damage to our cargo spaces and to engineering.  We lost all of our stored foodstuffs and had to rely on fully replicated food - which would be fine, except that our damage was so severe it was taking almost all available power to get us to Warp One and keep the hull together.  We could only divert enough power to the replicators to produce a thin soup."

"Three weeks, Lieutenant.  Three weeks with nothing to eat except lukewarm ice worm soup twice a day."

Shard lowers the PADD, "Besides, Lieutenant Kincaid, why else do you think your Division has kitchens and a cooking staff?  I'm fairly sure the Captain doesn't throw so many formal functions that we can have dozens of crewmen sitting around just waiting for him to throw a party."

Shard turned to look at the Captain,

"Of course, I don't know that for sure, Sir, it has been some time." Shard says with a grin, "Perhaps you've taken up the hedonistic habits of those smarmy Homeworld Aristocrats that there are so many tales about.  I wouldn't know about such things, myself." he finishes with obviously feigned innocence.

Silviene wasn't sure what to make of this crew. First she wasn't sure if the first officer was making fun of her or hitting on her. Now there was this security chief, he was unlike any security officer that she had ever met before. She certainly agreed that there should be more options than replicated foodstuffs but she wasn't sure about his flippant manner. His uniform was obviously not regulation either. This could certainly turn out to be an interesting voyage.
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"We did receive an entire pallet of Epicurean Mystery Sauce," Doug answers.

"Besides, I never said we didn't have any real foodstuffs. The lounge is fully stocked, though it probably won't last for more than a year."

"We should be fine. Besides, we'll resupply regularly at the Starbase, so there will be plenty of opportunities to pick up real food."

Sergei, a Starfleet brat, saw replicated food as the norm and "real" food as a luxury to be enjoyed on occasion. That said, he did have a soft spot for Centaurian liquor.

"Captain, is there anything else you want us to discuss at the moment?"

"That's better than what I was expecting," the Captain said after everyone had reported the status of their department.

"As of right now, we'll be departing Narendra Spacedock in... 32 minutes. Transporters have priority for all Mongoose personnel still not aboard."

"Keep Commander T'Shran updated with any changes to your Department's status through departure."

"And, yes, Commander Kondratev, I do have something else to discuss--our mission."

"I would like your thoughts on it--any ideas you have, any concerns, any possible problems you can foresee. Naturally, I expect this to be an ongoing process, but maybe you have a starting place. After all, it's not like most of you haven't been sitting here on the edge of the Expanse with expectations of going into it."

Silviene looks at the captain, "my thoughts would be what do we know about potential hostiles? Do we know of any threats?"

Stilk was fully prepared to give an articulate response as to how one has to expect hostilities, but remained quiet. The question was not asked of him, so he should not be the one to provide the answer. Instead, he simply turned and looked at the captain to measure his thoughts.

In reply to Silviene Felis (msg # 57):

"Expect Klingons, Romulans, Jem'Hadar, Orion Pirates, to a lesser degree.  All the usual miscreants, plus a few we don't even know about, yet, I'm sure." Shard offers, then nods at Miranda, "As the attack on the slumbering First Officer indicates."

Shard looks over at Sergei while nodding (and pointing with his antennae) towards Miranda, "Doctor, perhaps you should check on her?  She's probably just exhausted, but I thought I heard her say something about having a concussion - which might mean some internal antennae damage.  Also, falling asleep with a concussion isn't something that Andorians normally worry about."

Shard reaches up and gently knocks on his skull with a knuckle, "Andorian skulls are both a few millimeters thicker than those of Humans, plus we have a thin subdermal insulative layer to help retain heat in the skull, which provides some padding."

It was at this time that the Captain noticed the unconscious form of Miranda. "Commander are you alright?"

Sergei looks at her.
"Her concussion has been treated. She just needs rest. She's been on high alert for days. I've already excused her from regular duty for at least a day."

In reply to Sergei Kondratev (msg # 61):

Miranda shifts almost falling out of the chair but catching herself and awaking.

“ Sorry, Sir. I thought a meeting was light enough work. Obviously, I was wrong. I should head to my quarters and lie down. Maybe, you can see me just before the next alpha shift. To discuss all the things we need to discuss. And maybe fill me in on this meeting? ”

Miranda stands and walks to the wall near the door.
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"Rest Commander. You need it. I'll see you tomorrow, but only after Doctor Kondratev has cleared you, understood?" Anther said as she rose.

Silviene's ear twitch as she watches the first officer stumble out. The doctor really should take another look at her. This looked like more than a mild concussion.

As Miranda Walked out, Anther looked at Dr. Kondratev. "Make sure she's good before you clear her doctor."

Turning back to the meeting, he said, "We have been ordered to scan the general area around where the Cat's Paw was destroyed, and that would be along the Klingon border. This means we will be facing a likely attack. The Klingons are not going to like us scanning the area. And the second ship Commander Miranda reported, may still be in the area.

So Lt. Commander Vinzz, you need to be at the highest state of readiness once we begin our scan. As a precaution I'll be having the ship at yellow alert.

Lt. Commander Blackthorn, you will be in charge of Commander T`Shran's duties until she is back on duty.

Doctor, you shall need to make medical as ready as possible in case there are any other survivors we encounter.

Lt. Commander Felis have weapons ready to raise at an instant's notice. You need to be alert for possible cloaked ships.

Who is currently assigned to security? I don't see it listed?"

OOC: What is the travel time to the AOO?
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Silviene shifts to an 'At attention" posture and nods curtly to the captain. "Yes Sir"

In reply to Silviene Felis (msg # 66):

Shard watched Miranda as she left the Ready Room, walking with the slow posture of someone forcing their body to obey their will. Andorian behavior.

Shard nodded approval as he watched her out the door, then tapped his comm-badge as the door closed behind her.

=/\= Vinzz to Security. =/\= Shard said, tilting his head towards the comm-badge and speaking quietly so as not to interrupt the Captain, =/\= Have whoever is closest to Deck Three meet up with the First Officer there and make sure that she gets to her quarters undisturbed.  She's under Doctor's orders to get some rest, so let's get her there quick and quiet, yes?  Vinzz out. =/\=

Shard turned back to the meeting just in time to hear Anther say,

"Who is currently assigned to security? I don't see it listed?"

"Ah ... that would be me, Anth-uh-Sir." Shard says, picking at the gold portion of his uniform - causing the entire tunic to shimmer in the chamber's lighting, "Chief Of Security Shard Vinzz.  Been here all week, tried the veal, wasn't impressed.  Hello."

The captain's eyebrow quirked up and there was a slight quirk of his mouth as Shard had a near slip up. but he kept it to only a slight sign of amusement, and ignored the mistake.

"Lt. Commander Vinzz you are at security, and Lt. Commander Felis I'm making you Chief Tactical officer. Any word yet on our counselor?"

Silviene blinks then salutes.

"Oh, thank you sir."

Well now that was something, she been here less than 26 hours and She'd gotten a positional promotion. Worf would be proud.
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In reply to Silviene Felis (msg # 69):

Shard acknowledges the Captain's statement with a nod. then flinches a little when he catches Silviene's movement in the corner of his eye.  After a quick glance towards Silviene, Shard takes a small step closer to Dr. Kondratev, leans in and whispers something to the medic.
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Silviene shifts her feet and makes an effort to have an air of dignity and command.

"Lt. commander Vinzz, if it's all right with you and the captain, I would like to work on training with you at least on the holodecks as our two departments have to be able to work well together."
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In reply to Silviene Felis (msg # 71):

Shard looks over at Silviene, his antennae drooping a bit, with a kind of momentary blank expression on his face.

"Oh. Ah, yes.  Of course, Commander." Shard says, then clears his throat, "A-hem. Yes, as I said earlier, my Division is a little understaffed, but I can probably afford to let you kill a few.  How many can you afford to lose from your Division? I have this case of Gorn manufactured fragmentation grenades that I have just been itching to try on somebody."

Shard's antennae stand straight up and remain very still, as Shard's face again assumes that blank expression - which he manages to hold for about four seconds, before his antennae drop down and point straight at Silviene and he breaks into a big grin.

"Kidding, Commander. It would be my pleasure to schedule some training time between our Divisions, on the holodeck." Shard makes a note on his PADD, "I'll have my Yeoman contact yours ... just as soon as I've actually met mine."

Anther just nods at Felis's request, but rolls his eyes, and his antenna move to a position of mild annoyance at the poor joke.

"Continuing on, who do we have assigned to ops?"
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In reply to Shard Vinzz (msg # 72):

Silviene bares her teeth showing off her sharp canines. "Don't let my soft, fluffy exterior decieve you. I am Klingon and federation trained and" she extends her claws a bit "I am always armed" she winks at Vinzz before turning her attention back to the captain.

"I believe it would be good for the medical department to take part in the tactical exercises as well, particularly the junior medics, so we have experience in treating wounds under fire."

Anther raised his eyebrow at that. "That's a very good idea doctor. Make that happen." He said looking at the two officers in charge of that event.

Then he spoke to the rest. "We have about eight hours till we arrive in the area, so please have your departments ready by then. Is there anything else anyone would like to add?"
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<<< FROM: Mongoose Bridge <<<<

Napax came barging into the ready Room, just now realizing the customary Ferengi Head Plate was still on his large Ferengi head... oops.

" Lieutenant Junior Grade Napax, Ship Counselor reporting for duty... huff huff... let me catch my breath..." Napax was your standard Ferengi in height and was much shorter then much of the crew. His uniform would barely make inspection at the moment and his rucksack made a thump on the floor as he wheezed and puffed, trying to keep upright and in attention, not caring that his first impression was subpar at best...

Dypec stood at attention, listening to everything that was going on in the first meeting, he was as pleased as a trained Vulcan could be at how the meeting had finally turned around and they were actually getting some work done at last. As he had not been yet addressed by the captain he stood and waited patiently and quietly as the Ferengi came rocketing into the room. his only sign of displeasure at his introduction being a raised eyebrow in Vulcan fashion.

Silviene stared wide eyed at the rumpled Ferengi. She covered her muzzle with her hand and coughed to hide her laughter.

"You're the ships counselor? "

She straightens herself and coughs again.

"uh.. we were wondering if you would arrive in time for the early departure."

Anther was confused. "I didn't know there were any Ferengi in Starfleet. And I've never heard of a Ferengi counselor before. Lieutenant J.G. Napax, why did it take you so long to arrive?"

A Ferengi comes barging into the ready Room, dressed in a rumpled Starfleet uniform and wearing a Ferengi Head Plate that doesn't, exactly, look Starfleet approved.


The little Ferengi said, as he dropped his rucksack on the floor with a dull thump, while he wheezed and puffed, trying to catch his breath.

"HA! Ha-ha-ha-ha!" Shard's sudden laugh exploded out of him, actually causing him to lean forward in reaction.

Just as suddenly, however, Shard stopped laughing - his eyes going wide as he raised a well-manicured hand up to silence his laughter.

"I am so sorry *giggle*" Shard said, trying to contain his continued amusement, "It's just ... I never really expected to hear a *snicker* statement like that in the remaining *snicker* lifetime of the Universe *giggle*"

"*ahem!*" shaking himself, Shard gains control, brings himself to a more formal posture, and bows his head - chin touching his chest and antennae stretched out towards the Ferengi.

"My apologies, Lieutenant." Shard says solemnly, keeping his head down, "My outburst was completely inappropriate. I am shamed."

The Ferengi took another moment to breath as the reactions took place around him. He was used to some of these reactions and it didn't bother him in the least. When the Captain spoke he tried to be more professional with his response.

"Sir. I had been on leave... *huff huff* my uncle is a trader of... well, stuff. He offered me a ride and the huumoons stopped the vessel several times along the way. As for Ferengi in Starlet, I am only the second to do so." He decided to only answer the captain at this time.

Silviene nods remembering, "Yes, I've met Nog. Very brave for a ferengi. Shame about what happened  during the dominion war, but as I understand it he showed great valor. He seemed to be doing well last I heard."

"Please have a seat Lieutenant." Turning to Lt. Commander Vinzz he realized that the Ferengi didn't have a clue as to what Shard was doing, and rather than embarrass anyone would finish the meeting and then explain it in private. "You as well Shard."

Apart from a raising of his eyebrows and a brief parting of his lips, Sergei managed to contain his surprise at hearing that the ship's counselor was a Ferengi. And a Lt. J.G. at that. He'd actually heard of the Ferengi counselor through his colleagues who taught at the Academy, but he never imagined that he would have already graduated, much less be assigned to his ship. Their mission must be more important than he had believed if Starfleet was willing to accept such an unconventional officer as counselor on a ship this size.

"So does anyone else have anything to add? Counselor you need to review what resources you will need and submit a report by the time we arrive on site. We have eight hours till we arrive at the area where the Cat's Paw was attacked, and I need everyone on their toes for this. So find out what you need, and we will make it happen, or do our best to figure it out."

Silviene cocks her head.

"Giving that we are flying into an area where a ship has already been attacked I recommend that we head in expecting trouble. Yellow alert. We need to be ready to throw up shields and fire weapons if we are attacked."

Anther nodded. "Yes as soon as we begin our warp to the area we will be going to yellow alert."

Silviene nods,

"Understood sir"

"Yes sir, I will have it to you as soon as possible, I already have ideas on what will be needed." The Ferengi gave a nod as he spoke. With that Napax turned to Shard Vinzz.

"If your apology is sincere I accept." And after this he gets up from the seat he had taken earlier, takes his heavy ruck sack and leaves for sick bay.




>>> TO: USS Mongoose Sick Bay >>>

Surprised at Napax's exit the captain raised an eyebrow. "Well, since there isn't anything else, Dismissed."

Standing up, he walked over to the door and to the bridge.

==> To USS Mongoose - Bridge
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Silveine hesitates for a moment before heading out to the bridge.

Sergei gets up and proceeds to Sickbay. He would need to prepare for potentially more casualties.


>>>TO: USS Mongoose- Bridge>>>

Dypec gave a nod at the dismissal and went his way to engineering.

>>> TO: USS Mongoose Engineering >>>

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Miranda, preferring to use the conference room rather then her quarters for work, spends a lot of time here and on the bridge.

Once all the Department Heads arrived in the conference room, plus a few others, the Captain started the meeting.

"As I'm sure you've all heard by now, the star system up ahead that we were intending to explore has turned out to be something... highly unusual," Captain th'Valla began.

"For lack of a better term, Stellar Cartography has dubbed it a super-system, and Lieutenant Commander Blackthorne has named it Dalmatia... because it has 101 planets."

"You heard me right: 101 planets. You'll have to ask the Lieutenant Commander why he named it Dalmatia, though."

"We're still gathering data on the system. Once we have some more details, we'll put together a plan of exploration. I'll turn the meeting over to Blackthorne now."

"Thank you, Captain," Roland begins.

"I was watching an old movie with my kids last week. It was called 101 Dalmatians so you can see why it was on my mind when this super-system showed up on our sensors. It seemed... appropriate."

"So, what we know so far is that the primary is a white sub-giant and it has an extremely large orbital track. Two of the worlds are proto-stars, which is how the outer planets are getting light and heat."

"Here's the thing... the primary shouldn't be large enough to have that kind of gravitational pull to keep all those planets in orbit, especially the outer ones."

"Our working hypothesis is that the system isn't natural because we don't know of any celestial mechanics that would account for it. We also don't know of any artificial means that could be accomplished, though. That's what we'll be exploring."

“Do we know if it’s inhabited yet?  I’ll bet a fella could get a helluva racket goin’ with over 100 planets to stash stuff on.  Sorry if I’m speakin’ outta turn, boss.”

A dog smugglin’ racket.  Start there, Julius.
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Some of the Department Heads had brought along someone else from their department or a 'guest', which is what Deera Ren had done bringing along Eclipse.

Dypec had brought along Koram Val for his dual knowledge/experience as a joined Trill.

Shard had brought Pacomio along for a different perspective, as well as his recent experiences with the alien ships.

Ensign Quinn was there because she'd have to plot the hundreds of courses among all those planets.

Miranda was there because she'd be leading most if not all of the Away Teams... assuming there was anything needing hands-on exploration.

Others at the meeting were Jack Tycho (CTO) and Sergei Condratev (CMO).

"We're still too far out to get any life sign readings from the planets," Roland answered Pacomio.

"We haven't detected any warp signatures, but we have picked up some energy emissions. We just don't know what they mean yet."

"With 101 planets, I'm expecting we'll have to use the shuttles to send out several away teams at the same time."

"So, I'm notifying all of you ahead of time... to think about who you can send on three different Away Teams."

Eclipse smirked a bit at the name of the system and the explanation, as shi remembered both the original animated movie and the later live action version. Shi listened though to the others before shi spoke up.

"We could use the Ancestor instead of one shuttle, it is capable of planetary landing and in an emergency would probably be able to provide better support then a shuttle."

“Count me in,” Everybody’s favorite goomba says simply.

"That's a very good idea, Eclipse," Roland replies. "Is your ship capable of accommodating our various species?"

"In any case, we'll have to see what kind of additional data turns up. Who knows, there may be a caretaker race maintaining this system."

"As it is, I'm expecting a three-step exploration. First step would be explore the planets between the sun and the first proto-star. Second phase would be between the two proto-stars, and the third would be the planets beyond the second proto-star."

"As I said, something has to be keeping all these stars in their orbits. No simulation we've been able to come up with accounts for that."

Miranda totally resists the urge to laugh when she hears it is named Dalmatia. Although she is smiling.

" I should probably go as well. "

"I'm fairly certain the Ancestor is capable of accommodating anyone that comes aboard as long as they don't need some really exotic atmosphere to breath in. Though the kids will probably complain about not being able to keep the artificial gravity off."

" My AG certs are active, so don't turn on the gravity for me. "

Miranda smiles wide like a predatory animals grin.