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==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Not Invited to the Party== | |||
===by Andy Catterick=== | |||
SD: 2260.328 | |||
Scene: Workout Room Two, USS HOOD | |||
Mark Compass pounded the heavy bag with a vengeance. He knew it shouldn’t get to him but he couldn’t help himself. He was pissed. The fact that he was angry made it even worse. | |||
It had gone well enough. He’d been given command of the ship while the majority of the senior staff went down to the planet. He himself would admit that it wasn’t like there were any challenges facing HOOD for the majority of time he was in command. But he was in the center seat when it hit the fan down below and he was the one that had the final say when the solutions started to be found *on* the ship. Which he reflected wasn’t actually true he reflected in a moment of honesty. In fact it was Lieutenant Hemux and the combined science and medical teams that found the solution and it was the captain that signed off on it. But he was still the one with the responsibily when they were all saved. | |||
To be fair the captain had commended him on his actions and had even said he was relieved to have a bridge officer he knew he could rely on during a crisis. | |||
So why was he here taking his frustrations out on this bag instead of being down in sickbay with the rest of them? What did he have to do to become a member of the inner sanctum? | |||
He understood that Steele, Merrick and Gar has served together since HOOD was commissioned and before Steele had been made captain. But the doctor was as new as he was. Yet there they all were hanging out in his office like they were back in an Academy dorm room. | |||
It made him sick. | |||
He so wanted to be down there. | |||
Respectfully, | |||
Andy | |||
CAPT Jack Steele | |||
Commanding, USS HOOD NCC 1703 | |||
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