Return to Sender - Part Two

Posted on Fri Jan 1st, 2021 @ 1:39pm by Captain Kayden Nell & Captain Sarah Horner & Commander Tressa Brislan-Antilles & Fleet Captain Heather Walking Bear & Commander Alyssa Temetti & Commander Kolar, Son of Magh'tor & Commander Morae Stormstout & Commander Jackson Antilles & Commander Shaalari Zh'Terran & Lieutenant Commander Meslina Amakawa & Lieutenant Sapata M'Herris & Commodore T'Shaamet 'Runt' Antilles & Command Master Chief Petty Officer Elizabeth Smithson & Colonel James "Gryphon" McTaggert

Mission: Mission 105: The Mirror, Shattered
Location: Various Locations - USS Infinity
Timeline: 1030Hrs - September 27th, 2393

T'Shaamet went into the conference lounge, she then replicated two dozen doughnuts in two large platters before placing them both onto the table as her senior staff started to arrive for the meeting. "Skipper, what's going on?"

"I will tell you when everyone is here." the small Vulcan smiled warmly at her chief of tactical. "For now, please help yourself to something to drink," she explained as two more arrived. Morae Stormstout smiled, while the massive female nodded and went over to the replicator, she ordered herself something to drink and then she took her seat, followed by Kayden Nell, in walked the Caitian JAG Officer who simply selected a chair and slid herself into it. "Mmmm...." M'Herris purred ever so softly as she regarded the small crowd that was brewing.

The door opened and in walked Sarah Horner, followed by Elizabeth Smithson, both women simply took a seat at the same, followed by the small Trill female a moment later, Amakawa helped herself to a drink before she sat down, behind her was the massive Klingon male and his spouse, who likewise ordered themselves a drink each and then took their seats.

McTaggart entered a moment later, his spouse in tow, the two simply took a seat each before they helped themselves to a doughnut each, while Alyssa Temetti grinned while she looked around the table. "A rather potent gathering," she commented

The door opened and in walked Commander Jackson Antilles, he looked around at the gathering present, before he got himself something to drink. behind him was the last person to enter, Tressa Brislan and she simply took her seat at the table, Antilles sat down on the left of his spouse a moment later.

"Okay, now that we are all here. A first little piece of business to conduct." T'Shaamet explained. "Lieutenant Commander Shaalari Zh'Terran, step forward," she commented, the Andorian rose to her feet and came over to stand before her commanding officer. "Sir."

T'Shaamet produced a small black box. "For your long and dedicated service to this ship and to her crew, with at times, long and great personal expense to yourself and to your family, I hereby promote you to the rank of Commander." as she gently pulled off the single black pip before she replaced it with a single golden pip. "Congratulations Shaalari." as she offered the Andorian a Vulcan salute, which the Andorian promptly returned, as neither were human.

Everyone else offered sounds of merriment, clapping, cheering and various forms of congratulations as the Andorian returned to her chair. The small Vulcan returned to hers. "That's not the only piece of news... I wanted to present this in an open forum as we are somewhat pressed for time. Starfleet is demanding of me and of many of you too." the small Vulcan explained. "Several job offers have come to me and I wanted to pass them all along since we are here... Then we can get on with the mission briefing."

Everyone all treaded looks around the table. "I hope you can all forgive my impudence on this matter for one last time... Starfleet Command and the marines have been asking me to see how I feel about you having these various job offers... Three of us present, are being offered commands and most of the rest are Executive officer material." she indicated Horner with her left hand. "Sarah here already knows, she's going to be leaving at the end of this next mission, I've already said that she can have her Exec from this crowd so I'll say the same thing to you, Kayden Nell. You are also being offered your own command as well."

Kayden Nell nodded, accepting the news for what it was. "Aye Captain, I didn't expect it like this." he paused. "I will also accept."

"That's why I apologize for my impudence." the small Vulcan explained. "Excellent." she turned to her spouse. "I'm going to move you out of medical, you've not seemed happy there with recent events... so I'm going to move you into tactical, so if someone pisses you off, then you can simply shoot them." T'Shaamet made a joke which was a major event by itself.

Jackson nodded. "Sounds good to me," he said in a quiet tone of voice.

T'Shaamet turned to Colonel McTaggert. "You're going to be offered command of the first armored regiment, based on Utgarde IV, so it'll be plenty of suns, surf, and sex for you Colonel."

"Good," McTaggert answered with a rather unsettling grin. "But serving here has been a privilege. I will see to it that my successor, whoever that is... is worthy."

"Mmm... See that you do," T'Shaamet answered with a rather evil-looking grin before she turned to Walking Bear. "You're being offered Executive Officer of Utgarde IV's ground facility," she explained. "I was able to swing that for you as I don't have sway over the marines."

Walking Bear slowly grinned. "Yessir, it has been a privilege skipper."

"Likewise. Heather." T'Shaamet answered with a nod. "Morae, Shaalari, Alyssa and Kolar, you are all good candidates for First Officer, I normally would have the first pick as this is my ship... But I'm going to let these two decide first, then they will inform me and I'll ask whoever is left." she paused. "Also, there are several other ships who are looking for Executive officers as well, the Gorkon especially." she paused. "Elizabeth," the small Vulcan turned to her Chief of the Boat. "I think you are the only one who isn't moving anywhere..."

"I don't want to leave anyway... I like it here..." Smithson answered with a gentle smile as the small Vulcan turned to Amakawa. "You, too are being considered for the posting of first officer on another assignment and you need to be ready for the request..." she turned to the small counselor. "I think you'd be the only one who isn't being considered, considering you've had no interest in command."

"Nope, and I have none now skipper," Brislan answered with a nod. "Well that's good." the small Vulcan explained. "You've been offered the position of Chief of Clinic on the USS Valhalla, it comes with a promotion to Post Captain." she paused. "That's if, you wish it..."

"I do, I'm a good therapist but I'm a better Doctor. It'll be good to go back to what I love." Brislan answered quietly. "What of their present Chief of CLinic?"

"She's out for an Executive Officer's job," T'Shaamet answered. "I believe you know her sibling quite well. Theris is her name... Theris Dvald-Veldama, I believe its Siaxx you know."

"Yeah... Siaxx and I are known to the other... When we can tolerate each other, that is..." Brislan sighed. "Anyway, let's move on."

"Alright," T'Shaamet answered evenly. "Now, onto the mission at hand... after that, we all will sort out what we need to sort out before we depart for our new assignment's, or commands." the small Vulcan paused as she rose to her feet, she then went over to the wall monitor