Posted by Lieutenant William B. Grey (Chief Science Officer) in Main Sim - Senior Officers Briefing - Conference Room-B, Deck 3

Posted by Captain John Tiberius Glen (Captain) in Main Sim - Senior Officers Briefing - Conference Room-B, Deck 3
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=/\= Glen to Senior officers. We will be taking a shuttle down to the Habitat to meet the Dol in 2 hours 45 minutes. I want to take a shuttle in case he doesn’t have Transporter technology. Could we meet in Conference Room-B, Deck 3 in 2 hours 30 minutes for a short briefing. I need us to be speaking from the same page when we meet the Dol. Glen out. =/\=

30 minutes before they were to leave for the Habitat meeting with the Dol, Captain Glen assembled his officers in Conference Room-B. He would be taking himself and seven other officers along: XO, Joe Milligan, CE, Tia Ezial, CSO, William Grey, CMO, Miriam Cross, Ship’s Anthropologist, Cara Meow, and two security officers NE Wan and NE Too.

Joe was just leaving the gym when he heard the call from Captain Glenn. He had thought to try looking for the CE again to check on the status of the shuttles, but it looked like now they would get whatever engineering might have lying about. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust the engineering department, it had more to do that he was of Irish descent. As such he was a firm believer in Murphy’s law which he held as close to his heart as he did the laws of gravity. It had unfortunately plagued his own life. Whatever can go wrong will go wrong seemed to follow him.

But he cast this easily aside as he headed toward the conference room. After all the captain was the pilot, not he. If something wasn’t right about the shuttle, then Glenn would know right away. Walking now into the conference room Joe smiled at the captain and nodded asking,” Well we almost ready for the great adventure sir?”

“I think we’ve found out as much as we can before we meet them in person,” replied Glen. “I’m just a little concerned about someone blurting out something we shouldn’t be telling them… but we’ve been here before. Missions like this are our bread and butter. You’ll get use to it.!

Cross followed a bit out of breath ‘’Captain I took the boy to sickbay cause I wasn’t sure about taking him with us since its going to be our first contact with his inhabitants’‘

If Glen wanted Franz to accompany them she could call Hunter to bring the boy over.

“What we do with the boy is something we haven’t really talked about… and we really should have that discussion. You know… I did have the crazy idea of taking him with us back to Earth… Is it very crazy? Or just a little? The alternatives are giving him back to the Dol, or else taking him to the Alstaireans, his original destination. I think if we are giving him back to the Dol, then we might as well take him down with us now. I don’t see a reason to keep him longer. What do you both think?”

The Ship’s Anthropologist, Cara Meow, overheard the Captain. “I’d like us to keep him longer so that I may study him some more,” she purred.

Joe had gotten him a coffee and now sat looking into it as if it held the secrets to the universe. After listening to Cara Joe nodded his head and spoke saying, “Sir I would have to agree with Cara here. What we really do know about the boy isn’t enough to write a paragraph with. He seems safe enough, a nice sort. but then those of us who travel on starships seldom think of the matter ant-matter reactors as dangerous either. The child said he was to think of the people who found him as his parents. But I have yet to see him bond with anyone. He doesn’t seem to care one way or another about going back to his own people. And taking him back to Earth? Or anywhere in the Federation for that matter could be dangerous. The kid could be dangerous and even he wouldn’t know about it. I know I’m probably being negative again but he’s an unknown . I think we should find out more about him before we make a decision. And even then that decision should be cleared through command.”

“From what Miriam has told me,” said Glen, “I had thought we’d got about as much from the boy, Franz, as possible. He was a young child when he left. He doesn’t remember family, has never been to the planet surface, and his only memory is of some kind of institution. If we could find out anything more then I would agree, but we leave in 10 minutes time.”

“Sir,” Cara interjected, “Leave Franz behind on the ship. Let me speak to him when we return. I’d like to have that chance first.”

“Okay,” Glen said, “I seem to be at odds with everyone else, so we leave Franz on the Merrimack. The Dol might think it strange that we don’t bring him, so we’ll need some excuse. My idea of taking him back to the Federation doesn’t seem to be popular either… So, what else do I need to know about the boy, the spheres and the Stasis pod… That Stasis pod technology is years ahead of anything else we’ve seen here. I’d be interested to know if they acquired it from another race or invented it themselves.!

Cross always maintained that there was a third party involved or Dol was hiding more about their advance technology ‘’Captain the child looks human but his skin color is so much different how can you entertain the idea of taking him to Earth?’’ She could not fathom going through that route.

“But Earth today is filled with other Federation races, all living together in peace, especially around Star Fleet headquarters in San Francisco? Racism no longer exists on Earth,” interjected Cara. “Or, do you mean that recent scientific research from Harvard that the placement of alien adoptees, like Franz, with human parents leads them to be less integrated into society, and that the adoptees, in adolescence, do not see themselves as either human or alien and have problems when compared to their in-racially raised peers?”

“How is taking him to Earth and finding a human family for him, any different to what would have happened to him if we hadn’t intervened?” asked Glen, rather confused.

‘’From the evaluation I did not pick anything more then what Franz have said but someone who is trained on how to get away and be evasive from answering, especially with cunning or skill, I would never come out thinking that I ‘m 100% accurate ‘’.

“I always appreciate your input,” Glen told Cross, “I just don’t understand the problem. Maybe that is my fault. It matters not in any case, as I think we’ve knocked the idea on the head. We’ll leave Franz here when we leave.

Frowning in concentration the female doctor went on ‘’ The boy asked if we were his parents when saying ‘no’, he did not seem fazed and about the spheres he told us that the like shape egg inside was food best tailored for he’s nutritional needs, though he did eat some vegetable soup and drank juice which his digestive system tolerated quite well, while the spheres could charge more energy if needed for the pod’’ and Cross went on ‘’He did not ask many questions which I found strange cause he was rather inquisitive once woken up and sorry Captain with regards to the pod you need to check with the CE’‘.

“When Tia arrives she can tell us more,” Glen said, “but that is fascinating. The Spheres also seem to be unlike anything we have. So, their technology is more advanced that I originally thought. I do wonder, given that the planet doesn’t seem inhabited, whether this is a civilisation that was once much more advanced, but has fallen to a lower technological level. This was why I wanted information on the nebula we passed. In case it was evidence of some recent conflict. However, it appears to be at least 600 years since it was formed.”

On seeing thee Cmdr with a cup of coffee Cross decided to pour some for herself too ‘’Coffee Captain?’’ she asked Glen.

“Yes please,” Glen answered. “I think we just have time to drink it before we leave. Was there anything else that Franz said that was interesting?”

Cross stared to drink her coffee when she remembered a question she had asked the boy ‘’Captain when I asked the child about prison he explained how their system work, saying usually when people break their laws they are send to a therapeutic and re-education school, except for those too far gone to recover or change their lives. In that case they are put to work under supervision by the corrections division on the habitat,’’ she looked at the Cmdr then back at the Captain with the short fuse he had been exhibiting lately the CMO wondered how Glen would react to the last minute information.

Cara Meow spoke up again, this being her area of expertise. “Before the Central Bureau of Penology at Stockholm recommended that we built hospitals in which criminals are confined for their rehabilitation, we also used to have prisons. It wasn’t so long ago that Federation worlds had long term prison facilities. There was even a high security penal colony on Tantalus V, if I remember correctly. It is only very recently that we have begun to use intensive monitoring and restrictions on individuals who are convicted of crimes instead, making them prisoners of their own lives. So, not very different really, but I’d really like to study that further if I may Captain?”

“Of course,” Captain Glen replied. “Exploring new worlds and new civilisations is exactly the reason we are all here!”

-Glen, CO + Cara Meow, Ship’s Anthropologist

William, who had been silently listening to the conversation go on piped up “Regardless of whether or not we bring the child my recommendation is that the Federation Council send a scientific and diplomatic envoy to learn more about this species if possible, they don’t seem particularly interested in having visitors but they seemed happy enough to speak with us. I’m mostly curious about their scientific and cultural history and how it led to this rather unique way of exploration.”

CSO

Cross gave the coffee to Glen ‘’Here you are Sir’’ speaking in a low tone.Was this the same doctor they had previously known?.

She hoped it was just sampling food on Dol’ s mind and not the drive enabling space warp space craft propulsion.

Cross Dr.