Old Grievances Aired - Part One

Posted on Thu Mar 5th, 2020 @ 4:49am by Division Admiral Thomas Lasky

Mission: Mission 62: Its Hour Come 'Round
Location: Various Locations - USS Roanoke
Timeline: 0930Hrs - January 26th, 2392

Commander Tom Lasky knew exactly who was aboard this ship and he knew also what this man wanted from him, when the doorbell beeped at him. Shadow was lying in a chair nearby, she turned her head as she peered over at Lasky who was content to hold his silence.

"Doodle Deep." The alarm went off for the second time.

"Enter." Lasky responded as the door opened and in marched Admiral K'Temoc Bremer. Lasky sat back in his chair. "Yes Admiral?" Lasky inquired as he regarded the man who he disliked while doing his paperwork.

"You don't like me and I sure as hell don't like you... But by Kahless. You will respect ME!" Bremer growled at him.

Lasky raised an eyebrow. "Admiral. You have done nothing to earn my respect.. Because and since we're speaking freely.."

"I did not give you leave to speak freely." Bremer responded a trifle hotly.

"Oh yes, you did." Lasky responded. "You did so when you came in here giving me attitude for no reason."

"How dare you... Get up and address me properly." Bremer snarled.

"Okay." Lasky went back to his PADD as he tapped something on it before Bremer snatched the PADD out of his hand. However before Lasky could stop himself, he leapt to his feet as he snatched the PADD out of Bremers hands before he placed it back onto his desk. "I ahve work to do Admiral.... What is it that you want from me?"

"You are to take over a Wing of fighters from the USS Bonhomme Richard." Bremer handed him a PADD. "We are in need of every single pilot we can get."

"Why me?" Lasky responded bluntly. "My flying days are finished...." as he frowned while looking at Bremer whom he considered a poor commander and a control freak. "Or... did you miss the memo?"

"I do not care.. What matters is what I have ordered."

Lasky shook his head. "No. I answer to my own commander so.. No." he responded. "I answer to Rear Admiral Jake Yamaguchi... who I do believe outranks you."

"How dare you... I will I'll have you clapped in irons."

"This ship still requires her Exec... Last time I checked, he is me.... So unless you got anything further you want to yell about... There is the door.. so... What are you doing here?"

"I will see to it you never get a command of a ship of your own... You do not deserve it."

"There are many things in life we don't deserve.... Like that rank you're wearing.." Lasky responded. "At least I can say that I am happy with my lot in life.... I couldn't say that about you." Lasky responded with a smile. "I know the sun is going to come up tomorrow... and I know I'm going to be there.... where will you be when the sun rises tomorrow morning."

"What does it matter. I will be making the Bonhomme Richard working.."

"Except... She's not your command. She's presently under the command of Jonathan Holiday.. So it says on the list of postings anyway... so I'll ask you again... What are you doing here?"

"I am here to see to it that carriers work as planned." Bremer responded.

"You are a control freak... I remember how that shakedown cruise went on the USS Yorktown... what did they rename her to.... Ahh yes.. USS PT 109." Lasky responded. "I remember how you treated her crew and that emergent lifeform in the computer core.."

"It was a simple virus.. nothing more... Now... You will-" was as far as he got because Lasky's temper fused white hot and he uppercutted Bremer with his fists. "You cold blooded bastard... How fucking dare you stand there and tell me that shit.." as Lasky leapt his desk in one vault and then he kicked Bremer in the head, football style.

Lasky's momentum was simply too great for Bremer to stop as Lasky all but threw him through the office doors and out into the corridor. "Get out of my face bIHnuch"

Bremer retreated, blood streaming from his nose as he staggered off down the hall. "You will pay for this commander... Nobody assaults me and escapes my wrath.."

Lasky smiled. "Oh I sincerely hope so. Because... Now you are fucking on my turf... Admiral.... and only one of us... can escape."