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==COMORIGINS: Fade to Black== | |||
===by Scott Lusby=== | |||
SD: 2261.117 | |||
Setting: CO's Office, Starbase 6 | |||
Vice Admiral Joseph Carstairs looked at the face of Admiral James Komack on | |||
his screen. He got nothing from the man's expression; he pretty well knew | |||
he wouldn't, as Komack's poker skills were legendary around the fleet. What | |||
was unsettling Joe was that Komack had rarely felt it necessary to use his | |||
poker face in conversations past. | |||
[[[We have a situation in the R-597 system.]]] | |||
Carstairs paused for a second as his mind shifted gears, and furrowed his | |||
brow. "Where the hell's R-597?" | |||
[[[Not surprised you don't know, Joe. R-597 is on the edges of explored | |||
space, beyond Mizar.]]] | |||
"Mizar's pretty far out there- hard to get support that far out." Joe | |||
paused; something tugged at the back of his mind. "Don't we have a couple | |||
of colonies out that way?" | |||
Komack nodded. [[[Only one now,]]] he said. [[[This morning, one of our | |||
survey ships out that way, the BERNOULLI, detected a massive explosion of | |||
Farnsworth radiation from the star in the neighboring system, R-598.]]] He | |||
paused, letting that sink in. [[[By the time the BERNOULLI got to our | |||
colony in R-598, there was nothing left- only a couple hundred corpses.]]] | |||
"And the colony in 597?" | |||
Komack nodded. [[[So far, fine- the radiation has dissipated enough by the | |||
time it got to our colony at R-597 to blunt its effects, though I imagine | |||
there were some cases of minor Farnsworth poisoning.]]] | |||
Carstairs nodded his head slowly. "You said, 'so far'- I take it there's | |||
more to this?" | |||
Komack nodded again. [[[The BERNOULLI is detecting signs that this event | |||
may not be over; the start in R-598 has destabilized terribly since the | |||
first ejection of Farnsworth radiation. Every model Captain Burton's | |||
science teams have run on the situation suggests that R-598's going to do it | |||
again- this time with perhaps several HUNDRED times as much radiation | |||
emission--]]] | |||
"--which would wipe out the colony on R-597," Carstairs finished. He | |||
paused, and ran his hair through his hair. "CONSTELLATION's the closest, | |||
Admiral- she's still at Mirra Bella, but could be underway within a couple | |||
of hours and get to R-597 in a couple of days. Aside from a few smaller | |||
surveyors, the only other ship I have is ENDEAVOR, and she's not fully | |||
staffed yet." | |||
[[[I'm going to send them both, Joe,]]] Komack said. [[[We may need them | |||
both on-site if things get bad.]]] | |||
There was a pause; this time, Komack's expression slipped, and Joe instantly | |||
caught the apprehension in his superior's face. | |||
[[[Joe,]]] he began, [[[I'm transferring you.]]] | |||
Carstairs froze; he had been half-expecting something like this since the | |||
Mirra Bella situation imploded a couple of weeks ago. "Where to?" | |||
Komack paused- not a good sign. [[[You're coming home, Joe- you're moving | |||
to BUPERS.]]] | |||
Carstairs felt his stomach leap as the words came across space and through | |||
his monitor speakers. "Personnel? I'm being beached?" | |||
Komack nodded. [[[I'm sorry, Joe,]]] he began. [[[But you screwed up- | |||
royally. You infringed on the rights of a prisoner and browbeat a captain | |||
into following your orders- orders you knew were, at best, against | |||
regulations and, at worst, a crime against another sentient being. That's | |||
not what the Admiralty wants in its representatives.]]] | |||
Joe dipped his head; he had no argument. In fact, he had decided a while | |||
ago that, should it come to this, he'd take his punishment without a fight. | |||
"Effective when?" | |||
[[[Now,]]] Komack said. [[[Your replacement should be on his way- you're to | |||
report to your new post at BUPERS in 3 days, but as of now, you're relieved | |||
of your command.]]] | |||
Carstairs nodded his head slowly, and then lifted it to meet Komack's gaze. | |||
"I'm sorry," he said softly. | |||
Komack's expression slipped a second time, this time revealing a slight tug | |||
at the corners of his mouth. [[[So am I, Joe- so am I.]]] | |||
[[[Komack out.]]] | |||
Joe watched the screen fade to black, and couldn't help but feel as if the | |||
same thing was happening to his career. | |||
<<NRPG>> | |||
Well, this moves Carstairs out and leaves room for Andy to introduce his new | |||
character. Andy- she's all yours; I left the keys to the wet bar in the top | |||
drawer of the desk. ;) | |||
This also introduces the upcoming joint-mission between CONSTELLATION and | |||
ENDEAVOR, though not many details were given here. More details surely to | |||
follow in a CONNIE-specific post. | |||
It's been a fun ride being your COMORIGINS...but I'm never far away. :) | |||
Respectfully Submitted, | |||
-- Scott Lusby | |||
/\ VADM Joseph Carstairs | |||
Outgoing CO, Starbase 6 | |||
STAR FLEET: ORIGINS | |||