Transitions - Part Two

Posted on Thu Mar 19th, 2020 @ 8:54am by Commander T'Arla Hammerson & Colonel Leslie "Fireball" Isaacs

Mission: Mission 98: Building Our New Home
Location: Various Locations - Starbase Vanguard
Timeline: 1030Hrs - July 21st, 2393

Commander T'Arla slowly moved down the hallways, in silence as she made her way towards her destination, she had a medical matter to attend to as she needed to see Nebris's commanding officer and now she could no longer wait on the matter. The Vulcan female entered Starfighter command's spaces as she stopped at the security checkpoint.

The two men regarded the Vulcan female. "Can I help you Doctor?" the older of the two personal standing before the Vulcan, inquired of her.

"I am here to see Colonel Isaacs, I cannot tell you why because of a matter of patient and doctor confidentiality." the smaller than average Vulcan female inquired.

"Okay." the younger of the two men answered while the Lieutenant tapped his combadge. "Security checkpoint sixteen to Colonel Issacs."

"Fireball here, go ahead El-Tee. What's up?"

"I have a Doctor T'Arla here for you sir. She said she has a matter to discuss with you and won't tell me why."

"I know what the matter is about. I'm on my way to you now." Fireball answered evenly. He reached his destination a moment later to find himself dealing with two security guards and a Vulcan female wearing medical teal. "Gentlemen. Doctor." he addressed them in order. "We should have this chat in my office," Issacs added a moment later.

T'Arla nodded as she went to follow Fireball in silence before the two officers reached their destination a moment later. Fireball sat down in his chair behind his desk. "Have a seat Doctor, can I get you anything?"

"A glass of cold water please, it's been a long morning and I'm not at my best." the Vulcan female responded, Fireball replicated a drink for himself and something for her as well, before he handed her the glass of water. T'Arla accepted it a moment later. "Mmmm. Thank you," she responded before she drained the entire glass and handed the glass back to him.

Fireball accepted the glass and he recycled it. "So, how bad is Nebris's situation?" he inquired.

"Nebris has to be relieved of his assignment, I would prefer you mark him down as needing an emergency leave for a couple of weeks." the Vulcan explained. "So this won't hurt her career later own down the road."

"Nebris has been an excellent squadron commander, his or her people speak well of serving with him or her." Fireball explained. "Okay, I can arrange the leave time that you require for her." he nodded.

"My thanks Fireball," T'Arla answered, a gentle smile on her lips. "I confess, I was unsure of you fighter corp types but my husband reassured me that all would be well."

"Who is your husband if I may ask?" Fireball inquired of the Vulcan before him.

"Commander Nathan Hammerson," T'Arla answered. "You know him... Don't you?"

"We served together on the Relentless but that was a very long time ago." Fireball sighed. "Before he got a commission and before we had that issue."

T'Arla nodded her head. "I know some details but it's not important," she answered evenly. "While I was present at the time of the event. I was not involved so it matters little to me in the long run," she added. "Nebris is my primary concern at the present time."

"I will arrange things so he has the time off. Will she return to my command or should I request a new squadron commander?" Fireball asked.

"You may want to prepare the paperwork for the request, just in case as I have not yet discussed it with Nebris."

"Very well. I will handle things." Fireball answered.

"Thank you Fireball," T'Arla answered softly. With that, she rose and took her leave in silence, leaving Fireball to handle matters on his end.