Posted by Captain Daniel “DaVinci” Colter (CO/CIO) in Main Sim - Starbase 310

Posted by Gamemaster Rei (GM) in Main Sim - Starbase 310

Posted by Captain Daniel “DaVinci” Colter (CO/CIO) in Main Sim - Starbase 310
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The Saracen sat quiet at Starbase 310, moored and squared away for the time being. It had been weeks since the crew made it back from the Farsinia system, while the senior staff underwent thorough debriefings, as well as reviews of the S.S. B’hari’s logs and data. And of course attending matters for surviving family and the like. The rest of the crew had filed their reports and then been issued shore leave, save for rotating light duties, like a small security compliment aboard.

Since then, the senior staff had been dismissed to some shore leave a week ago.

DaVinci was in the lounge of SB 310, discussing music with a few other Starfleet officers. “I’m telling you, the 1970-80’s had some of the greatest music that was ever created and will never be repeated again.”

He paused to listen to the currently playing song come to end. Shaking his head with a memory, he added, “More Than A Feelin. . . .by Boston. It doesn’t get any better than that!!”

“I thought Boston was a city on the east coast of the US?” asked an NPCCmdr.

The gathered officers, including DaVinci chuckled.

=^=Admiral Sinclair’s office to Captain Colter=^= The voice on the other end was feminine, pleasant, but professional. It still intruded into whatever activity Daniel Coulter was up to at that moment.

=^=This is Colter=^=, replied the Saracen’s CO.

=^=Admiral Sinclair requests your presence, his office, as soon as possible.=^=

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=^=I’m on my way.=^= he replied.

Finishing his glass of apple juice, he informed the others, “Sorry gentlemen, but this seminar has reached its’ conclusion. If you’d like more information on classic rock, or glam rock of the 20th century, I’d be happy to share.”

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Moments later, DaVinci stepped into the admiral’s office.

Speaking to the secretary at the desk, he introduced himself. “I’m Capatain Colter of the Saracen. The Admiral is expecting me.”

After being acknowledged, she led him to the inner office. The CO stepped up to the desk and saluted. “You asked to see me, sir?”

Captain Daniel “DaVinci” Colter
CO/CIO USS Saracen

Admiral Jonathan Sinclair returned the salute. It was a somewhat outdated custom, but one he returned. His right blue eyes glittered with a bit of mischief at that. More salt than pepper shown through his hair, though he still had a full head. Like any flag officer and career military person in garrison, he neat from the top of his head to teh shine of his shoes.

“Thank you for your expediency. Captain, the Farsinia encounter has me worried, as is a recent encounter reported from the U.S.S. Memorial. The Cardassians have made some concerning movements in the last few months. Including but not limited to more than one encounter dealing with cloaked vessels. Something they’re not supposed to have. Or at least they always frowned upon. They’ve got new ships and new weaponry. And so far as I’ve heard there’s no intel coming out from the other side of that iron curtain. They’ve been very quiet, hush-hush.”

“Cardassians, cloaks, and quiet. . . that’s noy a good combination.”

He sighed. “Which brings me to you. Right now, you and your crew have probably the most situational awareness in this area. At first we were concerned about how things went down. But nobody can find any real fault with how things played out. You walked into a completely blind ambush and got the mission done, and got off the X hardly a scratch. That’s damn difficult to do. Others were not nearly so lucky.” The ghost of the B’hari and her crew hung in the air, along with the other disappeared ships and crew.

“A lot of that had to do with the crew, Admiral. They performed above and beyond. The same as they usually do.”

“Enemies continue to poke at the fringes of Federation space. Case in point, the Athena is dealing with more ships and crews disappearing. I doubt it’s related, other than that the sharks smell blood in the water.” He pursed his lips. “I don’t like the uptick in activity. And I don’t like not seeing in the dark.”

“So, I have a job for you and your best and brightest. It’s damn dangerous. There’s no tactical support, and you might have to shoot your way out. And you’re not going to have a Pendragon-class to do it in. It’s way off the reservation too, as you might say. Volunteer only. And if you get caught, it never happened. In, or out?”

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DaVinci chuckled. “Admiral, that was a daily occurrence while I served in Delta Force, and deniability was at the top of the list. I’ve got the best crew a captain could ask for. I’ll put it to them, but I can already guarantee the’ll be with me on this. . . .you can count my crew and I as being on-board. But. . . .we won’t be going in with the Saracen?”

Captain Daniel “DaVinci” Colter
CO/CIO USS Saracen

Sinclair shook his head. “While I’d love to send in the Saracen, as it’s a very capable platform, it’s just too damn big for this operation. Seeing as this is a reconnaissance operation requiring utmost secrecy, we’re sending something more discrete. You and your volunteers are temporarily reassigned to the U.S.S. Brave NCC-99198. The Brazen-class was designed for reduced visibility jobs like this. But this will be a little more… specialized.” A brief wry smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

“I had hoped to brief the rest of the crew under way. Or just before departure. But if you think it best, I can leave that up to you and cover the details here.” He gestured around at the office. “We sweep in here pretty often for anything with eyes or ears.”

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“You know the details, sir. I’ll get the volunteers and we’ll meet you on the Brave. That way, I won’t miss anything passing it down the line. If there’s nothing else, I’ll start rounding up the lsmbs.”

Captain Daniel “DaVinci” Colter
CO/CIO USS Saracen

“Outstanding, Captain. See you all there. Dismissed.”

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