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==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: You Don't Order Me!== | |||
===by Andy Catterick=== | |||
SD: 2260.364 | |||
Scene: Rec Deck, USS HOOD | |||
Lieutenant Commander Spanner stalked the large recreation deck of HOOD in a foul mood. All around him his work crews pretended to be diligently working on a repair or recalibrating a console. Anything to avoid the eye and the wrath of their fuming commanding officer. He didn't know what he was madder at, being trapped on the rec deck or being outsmarted by that spineless idiot Compass. Outsmarted? He snorted at the thought. Compass wasn't smart enough to outsmart anyone. The only reason he and his teams had manoeuvred out of engineering was his complacency. He knew he had cowered Compass and he assumed that would be the end of it. But he'd forgotten about that troublemaking Academy poster wannabe Steering. She was smart enough to trigger this and it was undoubtedly her string pulling that had caused Compass to remember he was an officer. | |||
Actually he thought as he stared out the observation window at the Starbase off in the distance, what he was most incensed at was the way he looked in front of his team. He pretended to ignore the looks they were giving him. Just as he decided against hearing the chuckles and whispers as he walked by. It had taken months to whip this group of lazy incompetents into shape and this episode was sure to put a dent into the efficiency they had attained. | |||
"Sir!" One of his techs shouted across the expansive deck. "We've got a response." | |||
"It's about frakkin time!" He growled as he strode purposefully across the deck "what is the meaing of this?" He demanded without preamble as arrived at the comm terminal. | |||
[I though the announcement was clear.] Commander Compass answered. [I wanted to do a full test of the intruder suppression procedures. It was best to do it now, with so few people aboard, and I made sure it would not impact on any of your work parties.] | |||
"Well it damn well did Compass! My whole team was down there and we have at least 12 hours or work to complete. I demand you remove the gas and allow us entry into Main Engineering. Immediately." | |||
[I'm afraid I'm a little confused. I scrutinized the work orders you gave me when you gave abaord, cross referenced with those you filed at the Starbase and those filed by Commander Gar. Not only were you not scheduled to be in Main Engineering when the gas was released you were not scheduled to be there at all.] | |||
"I told you this morning that it was my intention to spend the rest of the time allotted in Mian Engineering getting this ships systems back to the defaults recommended by Starfleet Engineering.] | |||
[And I told you that all modifications had already been approved by Starfleet Engineering and that further alteration was subject to approval of the Chief Engineer or that captain. And in their absense, myself. I am certain not only did I not give such approval I ordered you not make any changes.] | |||
"Ordered? You don't give orders to me." | |||
Compass broke in before the engineer's tirade could get a full wind behind it. [I just did. Now then, I have been careful to keep all your filed work areas clear and will be happy to utilize the transporters to move your crews where needed. Failing that you can contact the base and have your teams beamed off this ship. Compass out.] | |||
<<<NRPG>>> | |||
Scott: Great idea. I look forward to reading all the posts. | |||
Some more fluff posts as I want to see what you guys all do with the mission! | |||
I hope to get another post out tomorrow...but probably won't. Its a busy few days for me. | |||
Respectfully, | |||
Andy | |||
CAPT Jack Steele | |||
Commanding, USS HOOD NCC 1703 | |||
ASR: ORIGINS | |||