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==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Discussions of the Brass Kind==
===by Scott Lusby and Andy Catterick===
SD: 2261.010
MD: Before "It's Different When It's Real"
Setting: Admiral Carstairs' Office, Starbase 6
"What's their status?" the Admiral sitting across from Carstairs asked- an
admiral who happened to be wearing an intelligence division insignia on his
breast instead of the normal chevron of a Starfleet officer.
"Two hours to go and a little over 93% of the crew has beamed back aboard.
More then I expected given the short notice," Admiral Carstairs responded
flatly.
"Oh I don't know, these CONSTITUTION ships are supposed to have the best of
the best. I won't be surprised if they sail fully loaded," the other
admiral added. Then, his tone changed to something darker, and his brow
furrowed. "They better be the best; I'm not sure about this. They could be
sailing into disaster."
Carstairs countered. "Steele and his officers could also be walking into a
disaster."
"Better to lose six officers then a heavy cruiser, especially one of those."
Admiral Donets answered coldly.
"How'd you feel about the Romulans taking the command crew hostage? That's
almost as bad as getting their hand on the ship. Their chief engineer could
probably build one himself if he had the time. Don't think the Romulans
won't wring that information out of him," Carstairs replied. He was
starting to get a little annoyed at the sangfroid of the intelligence man
Donets.
"If the Romulans are even there. They aren't going to start a war over
this."
"Is that what your intelligence says, Admiral?" Carstairs said now, eyebrow
raised. "You know what they're losing. There is no way they are going to
let that guy walk into our hands. If the rolls were reversed and I was in
charge, I'd send the whole damn fleet. Arcturus is far enough away that
they could take out HOOD and we would never know until it was far too late
to do anything about it." He sighed heavily. "We should have sent the ship
in or at least had it close by."
"We're doing that now," Donets responded, his tone still flat, emotionless.
Carstairs shook his head, and replied hotly. "Don't pretend this is some
sort of master plan, Admiral- this thing was thrown together from the get
go. It started off as simple pick up of a low-level Romulan defector-
that's how you pitched it to me, when you needed MY men to go in. But that
wasn't the WHOLE truth, now was it? This is no low-level defector- this has
turned into a race between every major power in the quadrant to catch or
kill one of the most destabilizing individuals since Colonel Green. And
it's MY people that are going to get left holding the bag assuming they even
survive it."
Donets' reply this time had some bite to it- but not enough to match
Carstairs'. "Well now they're going to have backup. All they have to do is
pick Sahen up and get out of Dodge. We've given them the ability to do so.
And if things crap out they'll have the means to make sure they're safe and
no one else gets Sahen either."
Carstairs just sighed. There was little more he could say. Truth be told,
he was happy HOOD was getting sent in. He just didn't like the way the
whole thing was shot together. "Let's get this over with." He reached out
and turned on his desk terminal. "Get me HOOD's CO." Seconds later an
anxious looking commander stared out from the screen. "How's the recall
coming Commander?"
[Very well, Admiral. Crew complement is approaching 95%. We still have
stragglers reporting in but even if no one else makes it aboard we don't
have any serious gaps. HOOD will be ready to go as ordered.]
"Good. I will forward you your orders before you sail but let me go over
them with you now." It took 30 seconds for the admiral to review the orders
he had given Captain Steele. "Your orders are to take HOOD and put her on
the edge of the Arcturan system. Once there you will make contact with
Captain Steele and support his operation. You can expect to see Romulan and
Klingon ships in system. You are not to initiate hostilities but if things
get hot defend HOOD and do your best to retrieve Steele and his team. But
if your position is untenable you are to withdraw. Captain Steele and his
team are expendable; HOOD is not. Clear?"
Compass did his best not to stammer. [Yes sir.]
"Is there anything you need before you sail?"
Compass hesitated for a brief moment. [Admiral- there is a Agent Ornella
from Military Affairs Office aboard?]
The admiral shot his companion a withering glare. "Agent Ornella is there
to follow up on some complaints. You and your crew are to treat her with
the utmost respect and aide where necessary." Now, Carstairs faced Donets
squarely as he spoke to compass. "However, she is not in your chain of
command and has absolutely no authority over anyone aboard. She will make
recommendations when her mission is complete so she is not someone you want
to cross. But let me be perfectly clear: until you are relieved by someone
in your chain of command or by me, YOU are in command. Is that clear,
Commander?"
Compass managed to keep most of the color from draining from his face.
[Perfectly, Admiral- HOOD out.]
Donets' own face was a deep shade of purple at the moment. "Admiral, that
is completely unnecessary- Ornella is only--"
Carstairs cut him off; he was done cow-towing to the Judge Advocate or
Intelligence, regardless of what was happening- especially in his own
office. "Admiral Donets, Agent Ornella doesn't belong on that ship- not
with the kind of 'evidence' I've seen. Furthermore, she is not YOUR
responsibility: she is a JAG asset, not yours; Star Fleet Intelligence has
no jurisdiction and no business meddling in JAG affairs."
Carstairs paused for a second to catch his breath- and his temper- before
continuing. "If I get wind that you were the one to bring JAG into this
mess for the purposes of making it easier to force my people into this
reckless, ill-begotten mission, I will see that you are formally charged for
your illegal activities. Now, if you please, I have a starbase to run and a
ship to bring home- with everyone accounted for, if at all possible. Good
day, Admiral."
Donets, behind a face so purple it looked about to pop, looked about to
protest further...but the tone in Carstairs' dismissal and the expression on
HIS face left no room for one. Instead, as he turned, all he said was
"We'll see about that, Admiral."
Carstairs watched the man depart his office, and felt certain that one of
them would, indeed, "see about that."
<<NRPG>>
Just finishing off that JP Andy had me working on.
Andy- I hope you don't mind that I named that other admiral... :)
Respectfully Submitted,
- Scott Lusby
/\ VADM Joseph Carstairs
Commanding Officer
Starbase 6
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- Andy Catterick
/\ RADM Georgi Donets
Star Fleet Intelligence
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