From Out of the Shadows - Part One

Posted on Thu Mar 19th, 2020 @ 2:08am by Lieutenant Jacob Stanns
Edited on on Wed Sep 30th, 2020 @ 2:02am

Mission: Mission 98: Building Our New Home
Location: Various Locations - USS Envoy
Timeline: 0900Hrs - July 3rd, 2393

Lieutenant Jacob Stanns smiled as he picked up a half dozen PADD's that he was presently handling, he was sorting out and stocking shelves with PADD's that would be used by Yeomans and clerks all over the ship he was presently assigned to, the USS Envoy was presently in for refitting and so he had some free time to himself.

His department head didn't care how Stanns got his work done, only that he did which Stanns liked and respected, so he had some music playing and this was something that helped him concentrate on the task before him.

The dusky tones of Stanns's chosen music belted out from the speakers in the com system when the music was suddenly cut off as Stanns had automatically set the system to turn the music off if someone was trying to contact him. It was his department head who clearly wanted his attention. "Davis to Stanns. Yo Jacob, you got a few minutes?"

Stanns raised an eyebrow. "Go ahead, Nathan.?"

Lt Commander Nathan Davis smiled softly to himself. "I need ya to step into my office. I got something here with your name all over it."

Stanns frowned, thinking, 'I can't be in trouble. I've not done anything recently. Wait, if I was in trouble when Nathan wouldn't be his normal self.' he thought to himself as he shrugged. "I'm on my way now Nathan. I'll be a minute. Out." and with that, Stanns tapped his combadge a second time. "Computer pause the music playback."

Stanns was confused, the look on his face said as much as he exited his office, before moving across the hall to his bosses office. He tapped the door release rather than knock. "You called me?" Stanns inquired, a jovial look on his face.

"Yeah, it seems that your sins have caught up with you Jacob." Davis smiled at his friend. "You are wanted elsewhere. Did you put in your name for reassignment elsewhere? or something." Davis inquired.

"Not really. This is a good assignment and you treat your guys well." Stanns paused. "But a lot of the guys here have been around for years and there is very little upward movement." he sighed.

"Never apologize for seeking to advance your career, Jacob." Davis shook his head. "I turned down my own command for this posting, I wanted a little peace and quiet before I felt ready to head back out into the field." Davis regarded Stanns with a smile. "It seems that skilled Intelligence and special forces officers are in demand by various units and USS Dreamcrusher is one such example."

"Dreamcrusher?" Stanns inquired. "I've heard of her. Wait, a posting is available with her?" He inquired further.

"Chief Intelligence Officer." Davis smiled at his old friend. "It's yours if you wish it."

"I do since it's been offered to me. But I don't wanna be leavin' under bad terms." Stanns explained. "I've greatly enjoyed working here and with you Nathan."

"Hey, it's been a privilege having you around here Jacob, you've been an example for others. You'll be missed but go show the crew of the Dreamcrusher why they were wise to select you." Davis smiled. "Serving with you has been an honor, Jacob."

"The honor was mine. Sir." Stanns responded, a gentle smile on his face.

"Alright, well that's all I wanted you for. You depart tomorrow morning so you go from now until then to get your affairs in order in terms of things you need to do on this assignment. Don't worry about dealing with the PADD's. I'll have someone else deal with it." Davis paused. "Take care of yourself out there my friend. Space is a lot more dangerous then it used to be."

"Indeed. I'll do that Nathan. Goodbye." Stanns responded as Davis dismissed him. Stanns turned and departed. "Computer, download all my music selections into my personal database and file. Then when that's finished, clear the selections from the Envoy's mainframe."

"Acknowledged." the computer responded in its feminine tone of voice.

Stanns made his way home to his quarters, already making the lists for what he was going to take with him and what he would part with. He arrived a few minutes before he went into the bedroom. He opened all of his closets before yanking out all of his clothing, he then recycled everything until all he had left was two uniforms and two changes of clothing. He then proceeded to pack away his dozen or so items since Stanns was a man who never packed much, most of his prized items were sent to his families home on Arcadia.

Stanns smiled as he thought about home and how he missed it, he sighed as he turned his attention back to packing his things away.