Gathering Information

[Schawnsee 0]

Kat begins walking away from the rest of the team to meet up with Angel. He had spoken of an idea before the meeting adjourned and she wanted to hear more about it. Once she heard all he had to say then she would reconvene the team and discuss the options open.

 

Angel was making his way back to the rest of the department heads, pausing for a moment seeing they had adjourned, he patiently waited as Schawnsee approached. Smiling, Angel stands there looking around the quiet corner next to the TL. "My love."

 

"Hi Hun, I hope your meeting with Cmdr. Ridire went well?" Schawnsee says stepping up to him, smiling back.

 

"The meeting went rather well indeed. Better in fact than I had hoped, No worries there. I apologize for my absence from the team meeting. Was there anything additional the team needed from me, other than what was stated in the main meeting?"

 

"I would like to hear more about it. I mean all of the pros and cons. Anything that may be gray I would like made black and white. Ridire placed me the head of this team and I want to make sure that nothing can go wrong." She states as she motions back to the observation lounge and turns to take a step in that direction.

 

Looking back at the observation lounge he turns and enters the TL as it opens. "Come on, I have a final inspection of the crews and flight deck to tend to. I'll explain on the way. Join me?" He says nodding his head to the open lift.

 

Kat looks from the lounge to the lift. "All right let's go." She turns back around and steps in the lift and waits for Angel.

 

Angel watches as the doors close. He sighs out loud. The obvious stress on his features, he looks at Schawnsee. "You know as well as I do there are no absolute guarantees on any mission. There is always the constant variable. That being said my dear, I have carefully laid out a plan of action, if need be, with all of the full redundant checks in place. I am implementing a three wave assault if necessary. The first wave is at the gate, second wave within strike distance, the third to protect this ship and aid in the event of engagement." Turning to her as the lift moves to its destination, "I just have a knot in my stomach. Something seems out of place and I have my suspicions. Be that as they may, I have the ship and crew as my main concerns. We are ready to react at a moments notice."

 

"Explain what's bothering you. What seems to be out of place." Kat says as she leans back against the wall of the lift as it moves.

 

"Well, my love, have you really stepped back and considered our position and what has transpired? I smell a Rat and it has the distinct odor of black Ops from the fleet. I may be wrong, but..." He hesitates a moment and begins again. "That being said, our primary concern to me appears to be our very survival and returning home with as much Intel as possible." Angel says looking into his wife's face.

 

"Do You have reservations about closing the wormhole? Is that what's leading you to black ops?" Kat asks.

 

"Ah well..." he starts to say as the lift stops and then he shrugs.