The Highlord Approaches

Posted on Sun Mar 1st, 2020 @ 5:21am by Captain Bolvar "Highlord" Fordragon & Fleet Captain Torilla Yamaguchi

Mission: Mission 33: Losing the Peace
Location: Various Locations - USS Roanoke
Timeline: 1400Hrs - June 17th, 2391

The turbolift doors opened and out stepped a guy who'm Torilla didn't know but she had heard of him, from others mostly but also from Jake who had taken a little time to talk to his wife regarding Captain Bolvar Fordragon, he was wearing his regular duty uniform but his boots were armored and were clearly not regulation, neither was his belt or the armored gloves he wore.

Torilla rose to her feet. "Captain Fordragon." she greeted him. "Welcome aboard Highlord."

"Has everyone heard of me?" Fordragon inquired.

"Seems like it. yes." Torilla smiled at him. "In any case, the skipper is in her ready room. probably having a drink..." she commented.

"Thank you, my lady." and with that he tapped the doorchime.

Torilla smiled as she watched him turn and move over to the Captain's ready room as a thought of what he would be like in bed went through her mind but just as quickly she dismissed the idea.

"Open," Zara called as she sipped on her dark import.

The Highlord tapped the door release and he went in. "Captain Tane, are you medicated?" he inquired as he looked down at the smaller woman sitting behind her desk.

"Not yet... Maybe in about a half hour," Zara shrugged as if she had no care in the world.

Fordragon regarded her with an odd look. "Since you're having something... mind if I have one?" he inquired. "You're reputation does not do you justice."

"What's your poison?" Zara asked, then turned back to him to add, "and what brings you here?"

"Orion Firewine." Fordragon responded. "My orders bring me here... I am to report to the commander of this battlegroup... which is you." he regarded her as he smiled. "Why...just because Admiral Yamaguchi is aboard.... did you think that your duty was over?"

"He is command of IFO. And I'm not a commodore," Zara supplied as she began to fill the order. "Captain Olmos will be a commodore in about 4 months... I think."

Fordragon regarded her. "That is not what my orders say..." he responded bluntly. "My orders tell me that you are in charge, from now until either you die... or doomsday, whichever comes first." as he produced a PADD which he offered to her. "My orders tell me to come see you." he then shrugged. "So... here I am."

Zara handed him his drinking glass and nodded a bit nervously. When did she become the one with the most responsibility?

"Err... Well then... We'll be cleaning up shop here in about a month. So our main goal is to keep CAPs going and finishing training and building a military force here," Zara supplied as she sat uneasily into her chair again.

Fordragon sipped his drink. "Very well... then with your permission and your blessing, I will take some of my people planetside and train their AWACS guys in the uses of their new gear."

"Have fun," Zara smiled with a dismissing wave of her spotted hand.

Fordragon proceeded to down the contents of the glass in one swig. "Mmm.. not bad." as he smiled before standing up and walking out the door.