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[Wes Roberts 0]

Aboard the CDS Gan Ning, DD-4¹

Four hours out of Sky Harbor Aegis

 

 

In the privacy of her ready room, T'Mir pulled the sealed orders out of her safe. Breaking the sealing wax wafer, she withdrew the envelope and read over her task group's orders. “Proceed to following star systems—Valaria, Mariah, Gemulon, Barham—with your task group, and investigate for possible Tjurakh pirate or Orion Cartel activity and report. Do not attempt to engage ships from either Threat Force, unless engaged. If no activity is noted in any of the assigned star systems, return to Aegis Station for resupply, refueling and reassignment. If activity is detected, observe and report.

Setting the report down, she stood and retrieved a large flimsy chart of the region. With a set of dividers, she plotted out a rough course, before hitting the com stud on her desk. “Mr Castle, to my ready room.”

 

As her rugged looking executive officer walked in, she handed him the secret orders. He looked them over, before looking at the chart on her desk, and the pencil marks on it. “Four months, Captain?”

 

“Four months. Or longer, should we discover an area of interest,” the Vulcan scrubbed her fingers through her auburn hair. Unlike Spock, she never had to prove anything to either herself or her people, that she was fully Vulcan. But well over 6 score years in continual service with more emotional races may have rubbed off on her. Her therapist on Hibernia, however, believed her emotions became her coping mechanism for seven years of captivity by the Dominion.

 

“I take it our first visit will be to Valaria?” T'Mir nodded, answering her XO's question. “I'll have communications signal the Maddox and Stryker. Speed, Captain?”

 

“Warp 5 should be sufficient. And make sure all communications officers keep an ear out for any distress calls. We're in neutral space, and we may have the biggest guns around for several parsecs.”

 

“Which protocols will we be following, Captain, in the event of a distress call?”

 

A smile quirked up the corner of T'Mir's lips. “Mr. Roberts has been legitimate for the past year, Mr Castle, and we are a legitimate...territorial component of the Starfleet. Repairs if possible, rescue if not. We'll contact either Outpost Gamma 7 or Starbase 621 for assistance with any survivors.”

 

Castle nodded. “I'll issue the orders to Helm and Communications.”

 

“Thank you, Mr Castle.” As her executive officer left, she stood before the forward viewport, her broadcloth jacket, with its bullion epaulets hanging on the back of her desk chair.

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1The Caledonian Defense Force follows US Navy World War II pennant classifications, with some post-war and Royal Navy adoptions-

BB- Battleship (None in the CDF)

BCG- Battle Cruiser, Guided Missile

CC- Battle Cruiser (Lexington and Saratoga's pre-Washington Treaty classification)

CB- Cruiser, Large (Equivalent to Alaska-class cruisers)

CA- Cruiser, Heavy (Des Moines, Oregon City class cruisers)

CL- Cruiser, Light (USS Brooklyn)

DD- Destroyer

PT- Patrol, Torpedo

CVF- Aircraft Carrier, Fleet (RN Designation (QE2-class)

CVA- Aircraft Carrier, Attack

CVL- Aircraft Carrier, Light

FS- Corvette

ATF- Fleet Tug