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==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: The Boss is REALLY On Your Side==
===by Scott Lusby===
SD: 2260.333, just before Steele briefed the senior staff in "Mission Brief"
Vice Admiral Joseph Carstairs really hated his job somedays...
...usually that happened when politicians got in the way of operational
things.
Such as right now.
"You're assigning an Internal Affairs person to the HOOD? What on Earth
for?" he asked.
The Chief of Starfleet Operations didn't look all that pleased with
Carstairs' tone. [[[The fact that you asked that questions makes me wonder
whether you truly know what is going on with the ships under your command,
Admiral.]]]
Carstairs reigned in his anger- somewhat. "That might work on some people,
Admiral, but not on me. I've been around this game too long to miss a power
play when I see one." He paused, then added, "This is about Campbell, isn't
it?"
JT Comsol said nothing.
Joe pursed his lips and held back a curse. "Are you kidding? He's a menace
to the fleet; every place he's been assigned, and he's caused trouble and
been passed along. Captain Steele does what's right- cashiers his butt for
what he did instead of making Campbell someone else's problem- and STEELE
gets the IA treatment? What about Campbell? He should be doing hard labor
on some penal colony for what he did, not a back way back INTO the fleet.
What kind of fleet are we running here--"
[[[That will be quite enough, Admiral,]]] Comsol said. [[[The fact is that
Steele and his senior staff bullocksed the entire mission to Velorum, and
I've heard about what they do after hours--]]]
"I've endorsed the actions on Velorum completely," he said. "As for the
other stuff, you don't think that it's possible it's exaggerated?"
[[[That's what the IA officer will be determining: its affects on the senior
staff's performance.]]]
Carstairs shook his head. "And all this from a rumor, a little word in the
ear from some disgruntled sailor's mother--"
[[[Tread carefully, Admiral--]]]
"Not a chance, Admiral; I will see this in front of the Commander-in-Chief
himself...and if that doesn't work, I will have it in front of the
Federation Council in 36 hours. Count on it; this is a gross
misappropriation of resources without cause, and I'll see to it that
everyone knows why."
The two Starfleet admirals stared at one another, each one's eyes ablaze,
each one ready to pounce through the viewscreen on which they were viewing
each other.
Comsol blinked first. [[[OK- I can see to it that IA stays away until you
are ready to launch in 10 days' time. I can also see to it that Campbell
never sees the decks of a starship again. I can't promise he'll stay
cashiered; there are too many friends in high places for that. But I can
guarantee he'll stay grounded.]]]
Carstairs hesitated; he didn't like the idea of Campbell being anywhere near
a Starfleet facility where he could endanger other lives...but IA poking
around with them on Arcturus could get very sticky...
"I want it in writing," he finally said. "The IA thing, not about Campbell.
I don't want to see hide nor hair of an IA officer until the ship is ready
to leave Starbase 10. If I do, I will go to the CINC-ESS-EFF."
The Chief of Starfleet Operations said nothing, save [[[Comsol, clear.]]]
As the screen in front of him turned black again, he let out a heavy sigh.
Comsol was his superior officer, and Joe knew he could have gotten into big
trouble for pushing like that.
He still could, conceivably...but he didn't think so. Comsol had more to
loose than Joe did, in the end: currying favors, especially when the
circumstances were so plain for all to see, would not sit well with the
straight-arrow CINCSF.
<<NRPG>>
Just a little something to bridge Andy's post and Daniel's.
Respectfully Submitted,
-- Scott Lusby
/\ VADM Joseph Carstairs
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