*Tal Shiar Colonel Taev Hwersuil sits on the bridge of his cloaked Mogai escort, fingers tapping steadily against his chair's armrest. He stares daggers at the Federation starbase on the viewscreen before him, in spite of the slight smile he allows to creep across his face. Ironic really. There was a time when he would have ordered his tactical officer to decloak, run all forward weapons to the saturation point, and then warp back home... but he had no home to return to... Hobus, Sela, Hakeev... an unholy trinity of destruction that had nearly wiped out the Romulan people... and the cause of his being here... now...

To do what he is doing. To defect... to turn his back on the remnants of his government... these things were a capital crime in the military and a mortal sin to the Tal Shiar. Still, in the minds of he and his crew, they had no choice.*

"Lieutenant," he nearly hisses at his operations officer, "lower shields and decloak the ship."

<insert dramatic music here> :p

after a few hours at the bar capt halseys comm beeps. he steps into a deserted corner of the bar and speaks into it. a short conversation takes place and then he hails his ship.

" U.S.S. Flame one to beam up."

and with that he transports onto his ship which soon heads out after he beams aboard.

" helm set course for memory alpha maximum warp"

helm " aye sir."

" commander tyler i want to meet with you and all department heads in 45 min in briefing room 1."

tyler " yes sir"

Commander Proby: U.S.S. Emerarld, you have permission to dock with Starbase 811.

Vice Admiral Prask: Thank you. I have a very important meeting right now. Admiral Betap said he's have escorts waiting for me?

Proby: Correct sir.

Good. Beaming down now.

Any one here still

I think this RP hasn't turned out good. Meh.