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==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Quiet Thoughts== | |||
===by Andy Catterick=== | |||
SD: 2261.038 | |||
Scene: Main Briefing Room | |||
Jack watched the doctor leave and tapped the table lightly with his right hand long after the doors had swished closed. “Frak!” He finally said quietly as he got up to refill his coffee cup. When exactly was it going to be fun to command he wondered? Even a ‘milk run’ mission was going to cause him sleepless nights and countless hours of self-recriminations and worry. He looked down at the dark liquid in his cup. He’d probably have to start easing off on his favourite vice. Four cups in an hour coupled with the daily stress of the job was beginning to have his stomach sending out a yellow alert. And there was no way he was going to ask Stile for any medication to relieve the problem. | |||
He sat back down and continued to drum his hands along the table top as he considered the issues of the morning. First off he was worried about Sean both as his executive officer and his friend. He felt a considerable pang of guilt at the way he had helped maneuver Merrick into the situation he had with Kiska. Knowing that it hadn’t been out of malice or that their meeting would have inevitably happened didn’t lessen the remorse he felt. He hoped Stile was correct and Sean would be able to handle the revelation now that it was out in the open. Jack had known Sean long enough to have a pretty good feel of what the man could handle and what he couldn’t and he was pretty sure there’d be some bumpy moments but Sean would come through and likely be stronger for the journey. | |||
Besides, which of these characters could fill in as X/O if Sean had to be relieved from duty? Jack rubbed his chin at that one. Gar was the obvious choice if only from rank and experience. But he needed Gar where he was, not to mention the fact he would be too scared to ask the explosive Andorian. He chuckled as he pictured that scene. Probably the new NAV would be the best option he realized. It would probably throw a few noses out of joint amongst the HOOD veterans but that had its own benefits as well. He shook off the thought confident that it was not a decision he was likely to be faced with. | |||
Next, there was the mission within a mission. A covert mission that even now he was certain he didn’t have all the facts on. He trusted his officers implicitly and the fact that he wasn’t able to fill them in on the possible obstacles that lay ahead rankled him. He valued their advice and would argue to his superiours that the mission could be conducted much more effectively if all of the team had the information they needed. Perhaps this Miss Calvaster would be able to shed more light on the situation | |||
Draining the remains of his cup, and grimacing as his stomach reminded him of the pitfalls of too much coffee. He rose from his seat and headed for the bridge. For the next three hours at least he’d sit in his chair and watch the stars fly by. And enjoy his job while he could. | |||
Respectfully, | |||
Andy | |||
CAPT Jack Steele | |||
Commanding, USS HOOD NCC 1703 | |||
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==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Relationships== | ==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Relationships== | ||