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Caelan Fletcher

From Fletcher With Love

From Fletcher With Love

A Log by Lt. Cmdr. Caelan Fletcher

Stardate 10.10.08

 

It was raining again for the third time this week. Risami was pissed. The weather was really only part of the problem. She had come to terms with the fact that her garden of snapdragons would never grow beyond a few streaks of wilted, embarrassed color. Better Homes, Gardens, and Hydroponics Bays would not be paying her rooftop raised beds a visit anytime soon.

 

The other, far larger contributor to her foul mood was seated neatly on her glass top desk. A single PADD was carefully centered between the only other items on her desk: a gold-plated nametag that brightly displayed her name and title - 'Cmdr. Risami Ogura, Chief of Defensive Technology R&D', and a faded family photograph depicting Ogura with a woman who bore a striking resemblance to her, along with her two bright-eyed, smiling nieces. Like her desk, Risami's office at the headquarters for the Starfleet Corps of Engineers was mostly devoid of personality. They shale-grey color of the room was contrasted by a few standard Starfleet spacescapes that plastered the walls of the guest quarters and conference rooms. A neglected ficus stood alone in the corner closest to the window, stretching its leaves longingly out toward the rain.

 

Turning away from the grey skies outside, Ogura glanced once again to the solitary PADD. She'd committed it to memory by now, but she picked it up once more, exhaling slowly.

 

___________________________________

-Confidential-

-Encrypted-

 

Security Status.....................Accepted

Lt. Cmdr. Caelan Shaw Fletcher

Assistant. Engineer - Sky Harbor Aegis - Small Vessel Specialist

U.S.S. Missouri

 

Stardate 10.10.08

 

Cmdr. Risami Ogura

Chief of Defensive Technology Research and Development

Starfleet Corps of Engineers

Cochrane Facility, San Francisco, California, Earth

 

Re: TALIS Project - Status Report 10.10.08

 

Commander Ogura,

 

As you are well aware, Aegis is currently in the process of being repaired. Please see below for the latest project summary:

- Aegis is currently uninhabitable. ETA for repairs is uncertain, but the TALIS lab will be considered low priority.

- All software and research documentation has been recovered and transferred securely to my quarters on the U.S.S. Missouri.

- Type I Ares and Hephaestus Class drones have been transferred to U.S.S. Missouri. This part of the project has been declassified, and as such, transferring the drones to meet the August 15th launch date was considered to be an acceptable risk.

- Type II Hardware is still on board Aegis. There is no reason to suspect a security breach has occurred.

 

The following action items are currently open:

- Meet August 15th deadline of production and initial testing of Type I drones.

- Version 0.4 of GNOSIS will continue development, but has been delayed. Human testing has also been postponed until further notice.

 

My duties on Aegis will take precedence until the station is back on its feet. Hope you understand...

 

Caelan

 

-End Transmission-

__________________________________________________

 

More delays. More setbacks. More chances of a security catastrophe. TALIS had become one set of frustrations after another. This is unacceptable. She placed her hand on the communication panel built into her desk. 'Marc...a minute please...'

It took a few moments, but shortly after a young ensign cautiously entered the office. Though naturally a bit nervous, Ensign Marc Garrett had been conditioned to fear these minute-meetings, which typically involved him being on the receiving end of a rant from the Commander. Obeying the symmetry of the room and its master, Marc centered himself in front of the Commander's desk, attempting to offer a genuine smile. 'M-ma'am.'

Risami ignored his expression. 'Get Lt. Commander Fletcher on the comm. Try Commander Chirakis if he won't pick up.' She smiled thinly, 'I'd like to arrange a talk.'

 

The young engineer swallowed. He didn't envy them. Fletcher and Chirakis may be closer in rank to Commander Ogura, but he'd seen her go off on Captains before, and there was that time she made Admiral Hawkins cry.... 'Yes ma'am. I'll set up a conference call.' He ducked out of the office, glad that the meeting had in fact only lasted a minute.

 

Ogura leaned back in her chair. Time to take control of the situation...

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