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Karo Veras

Making the Team (Part III of IV)

Karo approached Sergeant Louis Williamson from behind. He was the third and final Marine he planned on taking with him on the operation. Of all the Marines new to the Platoon, Williamson was the one he knew the least about. However, he came highly recommended from Czar, who would also be going on this trip. So, Karo decided to trust his instincts and go with the Turk’s recommendation.

 

They called the Sergeant “Rider” due to the Norco, California native’s favorite past time, Bull Riding. Of course, the Sergeant had to limit the amount of live bull riding he participated in. However, he was not uncommon to see the man in the holodeck participating with the safeties on (as mandated, not by choice).

 

“How goes it, sir?” Rider said to Karo, without turning around. ‘Damn, this guy is good.’ Karo thought to himself. Kid had had his eyes on the Sergeant for the past three minutes and not once did it seem that he turned around and noticed him. Czar was proving to be a good judge of character and ability so far.

 

“It goes well, Sergeant. It goes well.” Karo answered the man. “Do you mind if I have a word with you in the weapons locker?”

 

The request prompted Rider to turn around to face Karo. “Sure thing, sir.” He said, motioning towards the door. “Lead the way, sir.”

 

Karo obliged, walking towards the weapons locker with the Sergeant in tow. Karo put his eyes up to the retinal scanner and walked into to the secure room. He walked over to the bench and took a seat as he waited for Rider’s retinal scan to process. “Have a seat.” Kid told him as he entered. With a nod, the Sergeant took a seat on the bench right across from Karo.

 

“Whatever it is you need, you can count on me sir” the Sergeant told him.

 

Karo blinked at the sound of his words. It wasn’t a playful comment. It was a straight up, from the heart proclamation. As if he knew what was going to be asked of him. Yet, he couldn’t possibly know. Both Czar and Catch head straight to their quarters and had yet to return. So there was no way either of them could have told him. He also knew for a fact that it would have been impossible for him to have eavesdropped on either of his conversations, due to their locations.

 

So in response, Karo just raised an eyebrow at him “How’d you know I needed you for something?” he asked, keeping the tone of his voice neutral and even.

 

“I saw you pull Czar in here about an hour ago as I was going into gym. Then I saw you took Corporal Catch into the Major’s office as I was walking out.” He told Kid. “Usually you officer types don’t do that unless there’s something big going on that ya’ll want to keep secret.”

 

Karo allowed himself a small smirk. “Fair enough” he said. “So I guess I’ll just lay it all out for you then.” Karo looked up at the Sergeant, who was giving him his undivided attention. “We’re heading into Soltan space. Our job is to procure ourselves a Soltan vessel in lieu of a subspace drive, since it is our estimation that stealing an entire vessel would be easier.”

 

Rider didn’t hide his smirk at Karo’s use of the word ‘easier’. Both men knew the term was relative. “Understood, sir. When do we depart?”

 

“That we aren’t entirely sure of yet” Karo told the Sergeant. We’re heading to Main Security to put the final touches on the planning in 45 minutes. They’ve got a team coming, along with 2 engineers and 2 medics.”

 

Rider nodded again, his gazing quickly going to floor in thought, then back to Karo. “What do you need from me right now, sir?”

 

Karo met his gaze “I need you to prep your letter home and get it to the Major, and be back here in 45. . .now 43 minutes to head up to main security.” He said, standing up. “So for right now, your dismissed.”

 

Rider stood up as well, and snapped off a salute which Karo returned. He exited the locker. Karo watched him as he left, assessing the situation as it stood. His team was now assembled and ready to go. They were all currently writing their letters home, and were going to report back to NNC to head up to Security to figure out exactly how they were going to pull this thing off.

 

The term ‘Suicide Mission’ had been floating around in his head since the Colonel had assigned him to lead the team. He knew it wasn’t the case, however. Starfleet wouldn’t be sending in a team for a mission like this if there wasn’t at least some miniscule chance of success. They wouldn’t want to give away their intentions to some how procure Soltan technology and risk being lured into a trap in the future, or having the Soltans somehow make the prospect even less probable by just haphazardly sending a team to their deaths. No. . .There was the chance for success. Even if there was just the shred of a chance, he knew they would succeed. In terms of his Marines, however, Karo wondered at what cost that success would come, and if that cost included his life.

 

With that in mind, Karo walked out of the lockers and made his way to his quarters, he had his own letter to write and turn in to the Major.

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