Torch and Burn

Posted on Thu Feb 27th, 2020 @ 2:51am by Commander John 'Nuke Em' Sheridan & Commander Moni Nasao PhD

Mission: Mission 17: The Drug-Dimmed Tide
Location: Various Locations - USS Roanoke
Timeline: 0830Hrs - December 13th, 2390

Lieutenant John 'Nuke Em' Sheridan as he was sometimes nicknamed knew that today was going to be a bad day before the first reports of the drug gas had gotten loose in the ventilation systems before he looked up to an old friend of his. SCPO Gunther Von Estling "Hey Senior Chief, hows things going?" he inquired.

"Yeah, just saw Jacen," Gunther commented, "He's pissed."

Sheridan sighed. "Fantastic.." he muttered. "Any ideas as to what its about?"

Gunther nodded," Yeah, an Ensign kam Raaboba stole and used his command codes to send an unauthorized communication, and he believes someone in security stole them for him. Chief's about to go over the whole department with a microscope and an anal probe."

The door opened and in came Moni Nasao, she mewled softly as she looked around. "What a fucking day...?" she muttered. "I feel like kitty shit..." as she went over to the meeting space as she looked around at the mass collection of failures and none-hackers including the two Bremers who regarded her with apprehension, she loathed them as she hissed at them both.

Drake Lashmore muttered something as Nasao rolled her eyes. "Keep it zipped... idiot.." she growled.

Guther simply put his palm to his face," This is going to be a long day," as he spotted Jacen entering.

Sheridan noticed the boss. "Sir.." he greeted Jacen

Jacen was silent as he stepped out of his office, giving a slight nod to Sheridan as he walked past them all with a slight limp and then sat down on the edge of the briefing table. He looked over everyone assembled and took stock of everyone assembled. Though there was someone missing.

"Alright people, we have a situation and I am two steps away from removing everyone except Sheridan and the Senior Chief from active duty. Drake where is your brother?"

Drake blinked. "No idea.."

Sheridan responded. "Sir... show a little respect.." he growled to Drake.

Moni Nasao blinked her large eyes, she wasn't aware of what was going on but she kept her silence.

"No that is alright, that is alright." he said and crossed his arms over his chest and smirked as he looked at the other man. "He wants to play reindeer games, we can play reindeer games...but for now we have bigger fish to fry...it seems that my codes were illegally obtained by an Ensign Raaboba and used to contact some big shit Admiral, most of you are dead solid screw ups who couldn't find your ass even if you had navigational directions to it...we are going to have to reset the passcodes of the entire senior staff, the passcodes of the security staff and then figure out where the breach came from."

"Sheridan front and center."

John Sheridan stood up as he came to face Jacen about a half foot from the man. "Sir." he said formally.

"I am placing you in charge of discipline as of this moment, you have my express permission as the Chief of Security to do what you need to turn our little ragtag band of rejects and fuck ups into something at resembles a competent team of Security personnel." he said while looking at Sheridan and then shifted his attention out to his gathered staff.

"Is this fact crystal clear or do I need to get you all glasses so you can see it clearly?"

Sheridan nodded. "Crystal sir." as a small smile crossed his face as he looked around, laying eyes on all of them one at a time. "I'll start as soon as we finish the meeting sir."

"Return to the line Lieutenant, Senior Chief step up." he said as he looked over at the Gunther and uncrossed his arms. "I have a task for you, I want Jack Lashmore in my office before the day is out, I don't care what state he is as long as he can answer my questions."

Gunther was simple in his response," Willdo chief," and was about to leave to look for the missing guard, when the door open and the massive brikar Senior chief walked in dragging Jack Lashmore by the foot into the office. Hakaya was following with a painstick in hand.

Jacen stood up with a wince and growl as he strode over to where the two members of the flight crew were standing over a groaning Jack Lashmore. "Commander, Senior Chief seems you have a present for us."

Lieutenant Sheridan raised an eyebrow but he resolved to let Jacen ask the questions, he picked up a tricorder and his sidearm. "Let me check him over."

Varrkon simply dropped him to the ground while Hakaya explained, "Yeah, we found him in one of the fighter's, I think he was attempting to tamper with its comm array."

"Was he now?" Jacen asked with a tone that spoke to his lack of surprise. He remained where he was and looked over at Gunther. "Senior Chief Von Estling, find Crewman Lashmore a space to cool his heels will you?"

Gunther wasted no time in taking Lashmore to the brig, while Hakaya commented to Jacen," Yeah, I'll get back to you once my Techs figure out just what he was trying to accomplish."

"I'd very much appreciate that Commander and once we have finished here, I will send someone down to take a statement from the both of you."

Sheridan looked at Saint. "I'll handle it sir. If you have no objections.."

"None Lieutenant, I called this meeting to let everyone one know that we will be cutting the fat, that this department will be getting into shape and I will roll over you like a steamroller." Jacen said as he looked at each and every one of his people.

"This department will be the envy of the fleet, I don't give a a flying fuck if we are the thrice damned barge of the dead, we will be the most high speed motherfuckers this fleet has ever seen."

Michael Bremer went to step forward and say something, not realizing someone tied his shoelaces together, causing him to struggle and flail his arms wildly as he fell flat on his face. His brother then proceed to point and laugh at him.

Jacen turned his gaze onto James Bremer as he brayed like a jackass over his prank he had pulled on his brother. The Security Chief stood up and cleared the space between them in an instant, grabbing the man by the back of the neck. He punched the man straight in the face and broke his nose before dragging him towards the toilets.

He smashed the man's fat face against the closed door, dragging a pained groan from the older Bremer brother. He opened the door and then shoved the man into the toilet face first into the chem-toilet, letting him struggle a bit before flushing.

"Yeah, finding this funny shithead?" Jacen asked in a growl as he pulled the man back, then shoved him forward into the toilet again.

Sheridan watched, a smile gracing his lips. "Wow.." he commented softly. "Okay then..."

Jacen was breathing heavily as he threw the Bremer out of the toilet and then turned to look at the rest of his core staff. "Anybody here doubt my sincerity now? Is my message unclear?"

Hakaya commented in a light manner," Huh, that reminds me when one of those idiots got their face shoved into that big hornets nest we made them clean out of a fighter."