After a five year tour of duty as Chief Engineer on board the U.S.S. Arizona in engineering, Captain Zero G. "Iaeger" Stone, as well as the entire crew of the Arizona, have returned to Earth Space Dock for R&R before being dispatched to the Borg Front. Shortly after disembarking from the Arizona however, Iaeger is paged to the Admiral's office.
*Enters Admiral's Office*
*The Admiral is sitting behind his desk, looking out a window to the Earth below*
*Admiral turns to face Iaeger*
It's my understanding that based on your record, you are qualified to serve as the commanding officer of a star ship, correct? And have previously served as the commanding officer on the Quantum Solstice and the Western Frontier before accepting the position as Chief Engineer of the Arizona?
Yes, Sir. Correct on all accounts. If I may ask, what does this have to do with me, exactly?
*Admiral rises and walks over to window*
Captain, we need more officers who are experienced in command.
*motions for the engineer to come over next to him*
With all due respect, Admiral if I understand what you are saying, I don't wish to return to command. I'm better off as-
*Admiral looks up to lock eyes with the 7'6" engineer*
Captain, this isn't a matter of your wishes or wants. This is a matter of Starfleet needing you and others like you out on the front lines. We're transferring you to the Ten Forward-A as her commanding officer. She needs someone experienced with ships similar in size and type to her, and you're the best we have available.
*Iaeger begins to speak, but is cut off by the Admiral*
You have your orders, Captain. You're allowed a week to transfer your personal belongings from the Arizona over to the Ten Forward. I'll expect to see you this time next week on the bridge of the ten Forward. Her entire crew should have arrived by then.
Congratulations and Godspeed Captain Iaeger.
*Iaeger exists the Admiral's Office, disappointed that he is unable to stay with the Arizona, and heads back over to his former posting to begin tagging what items he has for transfer. After transporting his items over to the Ten Forward, he wishes his friends and crew mates the best of luck on their future voyages and disembarks the Arizona one final time and heads up to the Observation Deck to catch a glance of his new command*
Alejandro Machiaveli was good with names and faces. He had read his new Captain's dossier, and instantly recognized him as we walked into the observation deck. Alejandro greeted him with a smile.
"Hello, Captain. My name is Alejandro Machiaveli, your OIC for navigation. I can do some pretty neat things the CPU would never conceive of. You need some tricky manuvers done, I'm your man. Pleased to meet you."
Commander BoredZero, Captain, but you can just call me Freakazoid. Shall I assemble the crew? They're currently having some difficulty with the erm...tribbles, at the moment. *Pauses*
*whispers into combadge* Look, shovel them into the warp core if you have to, the Captain's here already! And get the hockey game postponed already! What? Yes, I'll take the hit if the Chief Engineer or the core specialist *****es!
*Ahem* Sorry about that Captain, just some minor difficulties. *Slowly pushes a tribble behind a chair out of sight with foot*
Science Officer Lieutenant Commander Elizabeth 'Beth' Danger Hawkwood sipped her tea calmly. After a tour as the deputy chief science officer of the USS Mysore for almost a year after the real chief science was eaten by a voracious flying blood giant squid (nocturnal), she had been assigned to teach the Variable Tachyon Rift Eruptions and Transmutations class at Starfleet Academy. After a year of that she was put back on a ship. Nobody could survive teaching Variable Tachyon Rift Eruptions and Transmutations for two years in a row. Even those that survived a full semester of it, students and teachers alike, were said to have trouble re-integrating into society. Not even Vulcans would willingly take such a class.
As such here was Lieutenant Commander Hawkwood. "And with few, if any major personality defects resulting from the class," she said to Narrator.
"Oh, sorry. Please continue," she said to a very confused Narrator.
Anyway, here was Lieutenant Commander Beth Hawkwood. She had degrees in multiple scientific fields and prides herself on being one of the finest human omnidisciplinary scientists of all time.
"Hello, Captain," she said to Captain Yeager with more then a hint of malice. The redshirted waiter who had been serving the assembled officers tossed his tray aside with a girly cry of terror and hid behind a chair.
"Too scary?" Beth asked. She stretched the sides of her mouth with her index fingers and smiled cheerily, "Hello, Captain."
The redshirt continued whimpering.
Beth paid him little heed. "I am Lieutenant Commander Elizabeth Danger Hawkwood, but please call me Beth. I am the chief science officer of this vessel. I have spent the last year teaching at Starfleet Academy, so I am eager to get back aboard a ship."
"This must be my new posting, what in the name of Vulcan?!"
Lt.Commander T'rek had seen Tribbles before, but the Tribble that was blocking the entry tube onto the U.S.S Ten Forward was somewhat "Tribbleing" to the Chief Tribble Breeder.
"I must say that this one needs some minimizer fluid."
*Takes out a syringe of somewhat greenish fluid out of his med kit and injects the Tribble with it.*
"That should do it."
A Redshirt Passes by.
"Um, you might want to be aware th-"
The Tribble explodes produceing hundreds of little Tribbles, falling upon the Security officer.
"Oh dear, um, where have I seen that before..."
Thinking about what to do with the Tribbles later, T'rek boards the ship and gets to the bridge, hopeing the captain was in the ready room, T'rek presses the door chime and waits for the captain's reply.
Voracious flying blood giant squid? Are you sure it wasn't a vermicious knid?
"Very sure. I dissected it myself. Partly out of interest in the creature and partly to recover Lt. Commander Thrren. I then put it back together and preserved it as a conversation piece for the captain," Beth said, calmly drinking her tea, "Sadly, he did not like my gift and had it ejected into space at the first opportunity."
Reality was slipping away from T'rek, the captain was not in his ready room and tried to find him around the ship, suddenly he heard something about some "squid-like-thing" as he was heading to the bar that a crewmember directed him to in order to see the captain. T'rek was now standing near what apeerd to be a set of old Earthen swing doors that som old Earth films showed when he was aborad his privious posting, the U.S.S Davy Jones. He entered the bar and found the captain sitting at the bar, "Captain, I am Lt.Commander T'rek, I have been assinged to your vessle as the Chief Tribble Breeder for the U.S.S Ten Forward, I hope that my services will be needed and satisactory while onboard the ship, and on any planet surface."