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LeftEar JoNs

"Discreet Inquiry"

01.06.08

USS Excalibur NCC-2004 C

“Discreet Inquiry”

Left Ear JoNs was currently residing on deck thirteen, the secondary shuttle bay. Or rather, she was residing cross-legged on top of a shuttle located on deck thirteen, the secondary shuttle bay. About four data Padds lay strewn about at various intervals across the top surface of the shuttle craft. The Caitian executive officer did have to admit that she loved her private office, however, there were times per her nature that she needed to “get away from it all”, and find someplace else to work. This was one of those times.

 

It was halfway through the second shift, so therefore the shuttle deck was quiet and the jump recovery exercises for the fighter department had concluded a few hours prior, so the deck was clear for the most part. The vast openness of the bay reminded her of the plains she ran across as a child, and the brown furred feline took some comfort in that. In addition, she was able to easily survey the whole area from her vantage point on top of the shuttle, and that also made her feel comfortable, no doubt tapping into a long buried feline predator instinct of gaining the higher ground.

 

She signed off on yet another report update and placed the Padd down, and then grabbed at yet another of the devices and perusing the contents. Supply requests. Joy. Well, she’d be lying to herself if she said she found this type of report fascinating. Regardless, it was standard procedure to forward a supply request to the exec, and JoNs was glad to see that most of the Excalibur officers followed the procedures of command. The Caitian found herself wishing, however implausible, that everything could be as easy as a simple supply request.

 

This mission to locate the Founders kept bothering the commander. Badly. To say nothing of the fact that there were certain elements of a shadow organization involved, and the Excaliburs official cover story was that of a routine patrol rather then the true intention of locating the smooth faces. While the talk with Captain Corizon had indeed answered some of her questions, it had also brought to the light other factors that made the feline a bit uncomfortable. In short, it sent her long since ingrained security hackles bristling. You can take the security officer out of the department, but you can’t take the security out of the cat.

 

Then again, with quite a few of these so called unknown factors already in play, it wouldn’t hurt for her to make a few discreet, and unofficial inquires at command. All was fair in love, war, and borderline official missions, as far as Left Ear was concerned. She accessed her own personal Padd, and prepared a text message to her Uncle MSarr, serving at Fleet Command in the personnel division. If there was a shred of information regarding who truly was backing this mission, and say any true reasoning behind re-locating the Founders beyond letting the Vorta reclaim their ‘gods’, that old plains cat M’Sarr would find it.

 

JoNs finished off the message and sent it, signing off as “The cranky plains cat” and then encoded it onto a personal communications sub stream. She always called her uncle an old plains cat, but he in turn called her the cranky plains cat. It was a back and forth teasing shtick that the two of them had been doing for years, starting back when she had been a young teenager.

 

The discreet inquiry would probably yield no results, but she would feel a bit better for trying. She had a responsibility to keep the crew safe, and be a go between for them and the captain, and she intended to do that with any information she could use at her disposal.

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