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>Timeframe: After all are present.<br> | >Timeframe: After all are present.<br> | ||
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> "I'd like to be underway in 2 hours so I suggest we get right too | > "I'd like to be underway in 2 hours so I suggest we get right too it. As you have seen from the | ||
> mission overview that was forwarded to all of you we have been given a mission which is just as | |||
> mysterious as our last. I hope it will remain an exploration mission but being so close to | |||
> the Kzinti border, a possible treaty or not, I am concerned. If attack we will most likely be | |||
>the Kzinti border, a possible treaty or not, I am concerned. If attack | > severely outgunned. However, they've never gone up agianst the FEYNMAN...." | ||
> Zane was interrupted by the pounding of the door. The room grew silent as the assembled officers > looked at each other in surprise. All the senior staff were accounted for so who could be at the > door? The answer arrived several seconds later. | |||
> Zane was interrupted by the pounding of the door. The room grew | > A large man dressed in black rushed into the room. He was soaked from head to foot, his long hair > caked against his face. He gave a polite nod to the group and turned to face the buffet. Picking > up a loaf of bread he shoved as much as he could of it into his mouth and turned his head quickly > to rip the portion off. Chewing furiously he reached for a carafe of wine and greedily drank it | ||
> in to help wash down the bread. Satisfied he turned to face the bewildered group. | |||
> He pulled a scroll from his leather pouch, unraveled it and began to read... | |||
> A large man dressed in black rushed into the room. He was soaked | > "Hear one. Hear all. By order of his esteemed magnificence, emperor of all the holodeck, | ||
> commander of too much time... and by the agreement of his peers...it is an honour and privilege | |||
> to announce that you Ensign Fobok and you Ensign Jerran Terrel, in recognition of your devotion | |||
> to duty, your professionalism and your selflessness are promoted to the much distinguished rank | |||
> of Lieutenant junior grade with all the rights and privileges that go with it." | |||
> Returning the scroll to his pouch the messenger pulled two small black boxes from his inside | |||
> pocket and placed them, Fleet Insignia up, in front of the two newly promoted officers. With a | |||
> dramatic bow to both he turned, bowed to the group, grabbed his hat from where he had thrown | |||
> He pulled a scroll from his leather pouch, unraveled it and began | |||
> "Hear one. Hear all. By order of his esteemed magnificence, | |||
> | |||
> Returning the scroll to his pouch the messenger pulled two small | |||
>it on the buffet and raced from the room, on his way to the next | >it on the buffet and raced from the room, on his way to the next | ||
>delivery. | >delivery. | ||
> "Congratulations gentlemen, well deserved." Zane paused to let | > "Congratulations gentlemen, well deserved." Zane paused to let the group settle down from the | ||
> excitement. "Now that the festivities are over lets get down to business. He turned to hear the | |||
> officer's report. | |||
Fobok put the new hollow pip on, and then waiting to give his report. He | Fobok put the new hollow pip on, and then waiting to give his report. He | ||
