Orders

[Cptn Corizon 0]

Corizon leaned back into his chair. A small flask sat open a few inches away from his claws. What doesn’t kill you…drives you to drink. Corizon sighed deeply. As much as he wanted to, now was not the time for an alcoholic binge.

 

As much as he wanted to oversee the construction of the base on Avalon, it appeared that duty would now fall to Captain Sorehl. Weyoun, or fate, depending on your interpretation, had other plans for Corizon.

“Given the…tenuous situation within my government,” Weyoun said as the two walked down the long ovular corridors of the docking ring. “My situation nessicitates I ask your government for help.”

 

Corizon looked at him for a few moments, “You need our help?”

 

“Yes,” Weyoun finally said. “Have you had an opportunity to read my report from my meeting with the Founder?”

 

Twitching his ears slightly, he didn’t like the sound of this. “Yes.”

 

“Then you’re aware of the Scorpiad situation?”

 

“Probably better than most,” Corizon noted. “We’ve made contact with them.”

 

Weyoun quirked his head slightly, “Perhaps when we have more time, you can brief me further.”

 

“Perhaps.”

 

“Anyway Commander,” Weyoun stopped at a window. “I am in need of transport to the location of the Secret Vorta cloning base. And since I don’t have access to a Jem’Hadar ship at the moment, and in the interest of keeping my…mission secret, I think we can both agree that leaves me little choice but to ask the Federation for aide.”

 

Grunting, Corizon looked at him for a few moments. He was correct, and very well thought out, annoying Vorta. “I am in Agreement.”

 

“When can we leave,” Weyoun said directly. “Time is very sensitive.”

 

Pursing his lips, “I’ll need to run this by Captain Sorehl, with the Admiral indisposed he’s the ranking Starfleet Officer. But it shouldn’t take long; I’ll contact you with more details then.”

 

Corizon shook his head. He couldn’t believe he was actually helping Weyoun save the Dominion. Sorehl had approved the mission, of course, and Corizon was elbow deep into planning it.

 

The Excalibur had completed repairs, but for some reason, Corizon was hesitant to take out the flagship of the Gamma Quadrant Fleet for an errand for the Dominion, let alone Weyoun. So, now he was looking for other vehicles for the mission.

 

Glancing over the fleet docket, Corizon mentally narrowed down the choices until he came to the USS Ardent. The Defiant-class ship had taken some heavy damage during the Battle of Camelot, and had lost several key members of her personnel.

 

A slight smile crossed his lips.

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FROM: Captain Sorehl, Acting Commanding Officer, 1st Gamma Fleet

TO: Commander Ah-Windu Corizon

CC: Lt. Commander EJ Pilot, Lt. Tandaris Admiran, Ensign Jack Craven, Ensign Segami

SUBJECT: NEW ORDERS

 

You are herby requested and ordered to take command of the USS Ardent, effectively immediately. You and the CC’d crew members are to fill the following roles aboard the Ardent, while you complete your mission (see attached orders.):

Commander Corizon – Commanding Officer

Lt. Commander EJ Pilot – Acting Executive Officer, Helm

Lt. Tandaris Admiran – Chief of Engineering

Ensign Jack Craven – Chief Operations Officer

Ensign Segami – Chief Tactical and Security Officer.

 

These orders are effective upon issuance.

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Carrying the small duffle bag with the possessions he would need for this little field trip, Corizon headed for the dock, where the Ardent was waiting for him.

 

It seemed as if he barely got used to one ship, before they shipped him off on another. Ah, the life of the Starfleet Officer. He was reminded, oddly, of a conversation he’d once had with the late Lt. Commander Kennin, at the time he’d told a whining Kennin, “Welcome to Starfleet.”

 

He supposed he should take his own snarky advice.