The Bridge was relatively quiet, at least for a ship the size of the Dresden. The only comms traffic was a dialogue between the officer on Communications duty and the red-haired Bajoran he had met the night before who was likewise on Communications duty on the station. Speaking in a low voice, he said =/\= Well, I probably could get away after my watch is over. But you’d have to make it worth my while. =/\= and there was a giggle from the other end and a woman’s voice said =/\= Oh, I think I could prob- =/\= and then the communications panel alerted to a priority message coming through.

=/\= USS Dresden. This is Star Fleet Command, Admiral Tulo’t’s office. The Admiral wishes to speak with Captain Holloway immediately, Priority One. =/\= The Ensign stammered and blushed from the top of his to hie toes. =/\= Y-y-y-y-yes! I m-m-m-mean -=/\= and he took a deep breath. =/\= Star Fleet Command, USS Dresden. Patching you through to the Captain now. =/\= and he tapped some commands into the interface. He then activated the ship’s comms. =/\= Captain Holloway, Ma’am. Admiral Tulo’t on comms for you. Priority One. =/\= and he sent the signal to the ready room.

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