On Course

Posted on Sat Sep 25th, 2021 @ 7:41pm by Captain Aurther Winters

Mission: Death's Triangle
Location: U.S.S. Chuck Norris
Timeline: Current

ON: (U.S.S. Chuck Norris - Bridge)

The doors to the back of the bridge opened as Aurther re-entered the bridge. He had taken some time to get some sleep and grab something to eat in the mess hall before he reported back to the bridge. There was a small skip in his step, one that would not be noticeable to the crew, but he himself could feel it. It often felt that the last year was nothing but a series of skirmishes, one after another. While the Defiant class ship, and the Hazard team usually justified some of the excitement that the crew and ship dealt with, this seemed higher than normal. Especially when you consider that the Federation was at peace with almost all of her neighbors at this point. The negotiations with the Romulan Star Empire were taking quite a bit of time. That was to be expected though with all the many different wars and battles that had taken place over the last few hundred years. It was never going to get settled and decided in months. It could take years, and some people even theorized, a decade. With that in mind, it helped Winters rest his mind that they were assigned a border assignment.

"Captain." Lt. Wright spoke directly to the Captain, getting his attention. "There is an incoming transmission for you."

"Very well Lieutenant, put it through." Winters took his seat as the view screen flickered on and a familiar man greeted him. "Admiral Yoshimeyer, a pleasure as always. What can I do for you today."

"Captain Winters, it is agreeable to see you again. I'll just cut directly to the chase. Lt. Djon and his associated Squeazel have been reassigned to the First Contact division of Starfleet."

Winters cocked his head slightly as he raised his eyebrow, "I thought this was just a temporary assignment?"

"Well it was going to be. However, as the situation on Kaszis IX has shown that the two of them have a unique knack for a great deal of the species that are starting to break the warp barrier. Starfleet has decided that instead of just recalling them back and forth, they would just be transferred. We never know where the Chuck Norris will be assigned at all times, it will be better for them." The Admiral asserted with slight bit of reservation. He knew that the Chuck Norris has almost a somewhat revolving door of officers coming and going.

"I understand sir, orders are orders. This will leave a hole in our senior staff, as I assume that their replacements are just temporary themselves." Winters replied, knowing the answer already.

"Correct Captain, however we are working on getting more replacements out there to you. Your current mission should be rather uneventful. When you are complete, you will head to Starbase Yorktown and re-staff there. By that point we will have some officers out there for you."

"Will do sir. We should be there in a few weeks."

The Admiral nodded, "Yoshimeyer out.". The screen cut back to general Starfleet end channel before reverting back to the stars. Winters mouth clenched slightly as it moved side to side. He was a little unsure how to feel about it. Sad to lose a senior officer like that, but in all honesty, Djon spent more time down in his lab than on the bridge. It considered it a net neutral outcome.
The doors the bridge opened again, this time Lt. G'odoss entered and took over back at helm.

"Captain." He noted. "The doctor wanted me to tell you, that she'd like to see you next."

Aurther let out a slight sigh. "Let her know I'm on my way."

OFF

Captain Aurther Winters
Commanding Officer
U.S.S. Chuck Norris