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Posted by Lieutenant Jeffrey “Bob” Jeffers (Chief Engineer) in Main Sim-Deep Space Nine-Meeting of Mystery

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Melanie Hall (Chief of Security) in Main Sim-Deep Space Nine-Meeting of Mystery
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As the Command Staff materialized on Deep Space Nines Ops Transporter pad. They were greeted by a Bajoran with a slender frame and angular features, her dark hair was worn in a long Ponytail, and she had the typical Bajoran earing hanging on her right ear, her blue eyes sparkled eagerly. “Welcome to DS9, I am commander Aria!” she said offering a hand to each of the officers to shake in turn starting at the captain and working her way down the ranks.

Bob shook the Commander’s hand when it was offered and gave a warm smile. He had never been to DS9 but he hears all about it. He wished he had the time to look around properly another time perhaps. He thought to himself.

“If you will follow me! The Admiral is in an uproar, something big is happening and I was told to get you to the meeting quickly, there is one more ship that still has not beamed her staff over though, so the meeting will begin once the USS Pickett gets their rears in gear!” the commander said, clearly showing some annoyance with the Picketts crew. The USS Pickett was named after an ancient Earth General, though nobody really could explain why this particular General had gotten a starship named after him, especially if one was to look at his record. but that was the secret known only the the Chief of Starfleet Operations.

They were lead to a meeting room, that was jam-packed with other beings. Consisting of the command staff of 6 Klingon ships, 4 Starfleet ships, and 3 Romulan ships! the table and chairs normally in this room had been removed. leaving it as standing room only. Captain Andreassen however, would be aware of not only the Federation Captains but also the Klingon ones they all were up-and-coming hot shots. mostly new to their commands but those who had shown great promise as the next generation of leaders. this of course made Freja the Senior captain here.

There was Captain Selina Roth of the USS Cthullhu(Mythology Class) She was a human of average height and a strong build. her brown hair was short and cropped, she was the most professional-looking one in the room at least out of the Federation captains. then there was Jhali Sh’Shikress an Andorian, and the captain of the USS Oak Ridge(Manhattan Class) she had her Ushann Tor out and was sharpening it. The Captain of the USS Lister(Nightengale Class) Jiaze Motnen a Joined Trill, Then There was Captain T’Mora of the USS Tribute(Memorial Class) a Caitian with sleek golden fur and Amber eyes she was leaning against a wall and talking with one of the Klingons who seemed to know her.

The Klingon Captains seemed to gather around one in particular. that one was Commander Kromak, The toughest Female Klingon Commander in an age! with her was Commanders Morak, Lorath, Drakar, Vekara, and M’rek. The Three Romulan Commanders were unknown to Freja however they seemed to cluster around a Romulan Starfleet officer with Deep Red hair held in a bun with Chopsticks.

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Bob raised his eyebrows in surprise at there being so many officers and Captains present, especially Romulans! He was even more intrigued now at what awaited them. He was eager for the Admiral to begin the meeting. He stood close by the Captain looking around the room.

Lt. Bob Jeffers (CE)

Freja regarded the assembled Captains and their crew, she kept her face schooled and her telepathy sort of open, mainly to get a feel for the general attitude of those present rather than to encounter any specific thoughts or feelings. Her instincts after the call with Admiral Rivers was correct, something big was afoot and she needed to stay vigilant if she hoped to keep her crew and herself ready. Mentally she wondered if command purposely sent the Chimera here, given the green-ness of most of the Captains she was seeing. Not that she was too terribly senior herself, though, on average throughout the fleet she was sort of right down the middle.

She made a mental note to look up later the CO of the ship they replaced, she thought it rather odd that no other ships between their stomping grounds in the Pioneer Fleet and DS9 weren’t available, but if they wanted superiority perhaps that was why the Chimera was picked.

~Freja Andreassen~

For the most part the other crews were just as curious to what was going on as Freja and crew were apparently things have been hush-hush for quite a while since whatever started this had gone down

Hall then sat down and hadn’t said much but there were became weary of the situation. Had if she had known what it was about she wouldn’t be so weary. However, she has decided to be nice and sit down and listen to what has to be said. No one else could ever say she isn’t a smart one. But with her having a small team, her team and herself can do it. However, her mind isn’t on that. Her mind is set to the hear and now where it belongs at this meeting. However, with it still being mysterious, she sat down and listened

Lieutenant Junior Grade Melanie Hall
U.S.S. Chimera
Chief of Security

Melanie would find that the only place to sit down is the floor as the table and chairs in this room had been removed to make room for how many people were going to be in the room

It was at that moment the door to the room opened and in walked yet another Federation crew this one lead by a Telarite with a magnificent well kept beard mostly brown with a few streaks of Gray meticulously groomed clearly a point of pride for the captain however the foulest most egregious scent filled the room as they did the rest of the crew from what had to be the USS Pickett holding their noses

T’mora the Caitian moved away from the Klingon she was talking to at the site of the Telarite politely telling the Klingon they would talk more later her nose wrinkling at the scent “Trunch, what in the name of the Great Bird of the Galaxy is that stench?” T’Mora asked, her tail flicking with amusement.

“Ah, T’Mora! I see you still have a keen nose. It’s a new cologne I’m trying out. It’s called ‘Warrior’s Musk.’” the Telarite replied stroking his beard as he smiled at her

T’Mora’s ears twitched as she stifled a chuckle. “Warrior’s Musk? More like ‘Warrior’s Mistake.’ You could use it as a weapon, Trunch. I think the Klingons would surrender just to get away from it.”

This drew chuckles from around the room, including from the Klingon captains who were notoriously difficult to amuse. Captain Kromak raised an eyebrow and smirked, adding to the light-hearted atmosphere. Trunch huffed, his beard bristling with pride. “It’s meant to exude strength and intimidation. You know how it is in the field.”

T’Mora leaned in slightly, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Well, it’s definitely exuding something. If you keep wearing that, you might find yourself alone on the bridge. Or worse, with all the windows open in space.” Captain Kromak, her eyes gleaming with amusement, added, “If it keeps the enemies at bay, it might just work to your advantage, Trunch.”
The room erupted in laughter, Captain Jiaze Motnen, always the peacemaker, chimed in gently, “Let’s hope it doesn’t come to that. We have bigger things to worry about than Trunch’s cologne.”
Captain Selina Roth, grinning, remarked, “I find it hard to believe anyone willingly bought that stuff. Did you lose a bet, Trunch?”
The final word came from Captain Jhali Sh’shikress of the USS Oak Ridge, her antennae twitching in amusement. “Perhaps we can market it as a new form of psychological warfare. The enemy won’t know what hit them.”
As the laughter subsided, the captains settled into their seats, the scent of Trunch’s cologne still lingering but now a shared joke among them. Trunch huffed ”Alright the lot of you I know when I am being bullied” he chuckled he was enjoying it all the same

the only one on the Starfleet side who seemed to be trying to keep composure despite the awful smell and the laughter was the Romulan woman standing with her fellows
There was also in a Corner unmarked until right this moment a Cardassian as well

it was then that the door at the other end of the room opened and in walked Admiral Rivers followed by A Female Presenting Changling and a Vorta!

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Lunan stood as the Vorta entered, feeling himself tense slightly- this was certainly going to be an interesting meeting.

-Lt. Commander Lunan Farrah: XO-

Freja managed to school her features, but anyone telepathic in the room would be able to tell she was surprised to say the least. It was certainly a plot twist she wasn’t expecting.

~Freja Andreassen~

Hall had stood there for a bit and hadn’t noticed anything different within the room. She on the other hand was very relaxed. Nothing to say the least she was happy to be at this meeting.

Lieutenant Junior Grade Melanie Hall
U.S.S. Chimera
Chief of Security

Bob stood quietly, listening intently. He raised an eyebrow when the Vorta entered the room. He folded his arms and waited for the meeting to begin and for the Admiral to explain what was going on and why so many Captains had been called together.

Lt. Bob Jeffers (CE)

OOC Is everyone ignoring the fact there is a Changling Too! LMAO

KG

OOC: Sorry. I got you.

IC: Melanie had then noticed that there is a changling in the room, however, not knowing if they are there to do the meeting or be part of it. Melanie had never seen one until now. She wonders what it’s doing here. Not knowing what or who it is.

Lieutenant Junior Grade Melanie Hall
U.S.S. Chimera
Chief of Security