12-06-2017, 03:47 AM
"Captain V'Zat," Lt. Grosler spoke over to the Captain's chair. "That was a.. A very human log entry.."
"An experiment Lt.." Captain V'Zat stood as she walked over to the Galaxy Class ships helm, "A recommendation.. A social dynamics experiments.. Most of the Commanding officers above me are human.. So speak with them in their psycological field of view."
The vulcan conn officer raised an eyebrow, "Ensign Neil's recommendation?" Nodding his head in agreement, "A wise course of action."
"Lt. Syrg," Captain V'Zat was looking at the Ferengi, Romulan, Orion, Iotian, And Federation Merchant ships in orbit.. "He recommended that Vulcans train our human counterparts like Beloved pets.."
Lt. Grosler laughs for a second, "Wait.. Train us like pets.. Dogs.."
Sitting back down, "Do you want a treat Lt.. I can have one brought from my ready room.." Captain V'Zat sat back down as she manipulated the controls of her arm rest, "A new couch for you and your wifes room. For when you are in trouble."
Lt. Grosler pointed and laughed, "That is a good one mam.."
Couselor Eros looks at the captain with a smile, "You are telling a joke?"
"Vulcans do not waste our time with humor.." Captain V'Zat cooly spoke with out showing emotion,"Have our new trade partners released Ensign Neil from from their custody yet.."
Lt. Grosler was confused as he chuckled, "Mam.. He is beaming aboard in ten minutes."
"Have the Ensign escorted to my ready room," Captain V'Zat looked over at Counselor Eros. "You will join us for the conversation."
Captain V'Zat did not give any responses to the quiet crew as she worked on something..
"Lt. Grosler you have the bridge.. " Stopping at the Galaxy class star ships entrance to her ready room, "If the Ferengi attempt to make another side deal.. At least make sure we get back the golden gate bridge.."
Counselor Eros is the first to laugh at the comment, but she looks at the Captain with mild surprise..
After the ready room door shuts, "The Captain has developed a sense of humor.."
Lt. Syrg notes the laughter and sees the mild surprise on her face.. "Lt. Grosler.. Request permission to speak with the Captain Privately.."
"Go for it," Lt. Grosler pauses as the Counselor had also stood.. "Counselor.."
"I will discuss it with Captain V'Zat later.."
As Syrg stands at the door, "Enter Lt."
Entering the ready room Syrg waits for the door to close, "Captain.."
"Lt. Sryg.. My mental health is fine." Captain V'Zat stands at the replicator, "Vulcan Coffee.. Authorization Voice confirmation.."
Captain V'Zat sat down in an antique vulcan chair, Smiled, and crossed her legs in her chair..
"Vulcan Coffee," Syrg raised an eyebrow..
"Would you prefer I act more Vulcan so you would be more comfortable," Captain V'Zat's smile left her face.. Sitting down her coffee, "Report Lt."
Syrg felt intimidated and almost lost his bearing, "Mam. Your behavior has become .. Erratic for a Vulcan.."
Crossing her fingers into a steeple fashion.. Sounding like an old master, "I was unaware of a regulation that required me to explain to a Lt. the reasoning for my behavior.."
Swallowing hard, "No Mam.."
"That is to vulcan an answer for starfleet.." Sipping her coffee, "You are correct in your observations.. However the conclusion is wrong.." Reaching down and taking out a data pad, "I have recieved aide from Doctor Boyce. You will find a complete medical exam Lt.."
"Mam.. I," Lt. Syrg read the file.. "All scans and evaluations are with in the standards for vulcans.."
"I have a proposal for you Syrg.. I need you to stay strictly Vulcan for this socialogical experiment.. Your concerns are over my use of humor recently, the minor changes I have made in my stance, Dinking what appears to be coffee, the use of the more informal mam.."
Turning his head slightly sideways, "You are conducting an experiment mam?" As the Captain looked at him, "You need me to participate for the control group.. I am honored mam.."
"I see a question Lt... Ask."
"I was worried that you were.. " Captain V'Zat's old school Mistress non verbals made the cool Sryg pause, "You had been suffering from some strange form of illness.."
"The rumor I am in some form of reletionship with Ensign Neil.. You are correct.. I have been mentoring him in the ways of the Vulcan people.. I also disagree with the orders we were forced to follow.." Sipping the coffee, "Ensign Neil however did admit he still pictures in his mind of me from the day he saw me nude.. He told me this so that the emotions he had did not interfere with me mentoring him."
"May I captain," Syrg pointed to the seat. "I will participate Captain.. It is more comfortable for me to refer to you by rank.. I am curious as to why you have chosen to mentor him?"
"The earlier conversations I have had with the ensign.. Have been of valuable insight into the human race.." She raises the Coffee in cheers to the Lt., "This is a nutrient drink designed to smell like coffee. We find it offensive smelling but.. The officers above me and below me all changed their interactions with me.. Over so simple an adjustment.."
"Drinking simulated coffee has that affect.."
"Let me begin in a different sequence.. I was communicating with Ensign Neil over his personal history.. As his chaotic mind flowed, I noticed a pattern.. He interrupted himself a third time.. Asking me why, if vulcans are so smart, why have they not simple used their superior intellect to govern their interactions with other non-logical humanoids.."
Syrg started to speak, instead a quizacal look crossed his face.
"I asked the Ensign why he decided to go down that avenue of thought," Captain V'Zat instinctually returned to a more vulcan set of non verbals. "His response was one of the most interesting thoughts I have ever heard a human speak.. If IDIC means what you said it was. Why have the Vulcans not been experimenting with acting like humans.. Naturalistic observation like we used to do with apes.."
"Interesting.. " Syrg was intrigued, "This prompted you to engage in changing you behavior.."
"It has worked with most of the humaniods on board.. I do not feel the emotions.. I can however wear them like clothes.. It has been.." V'Zat paused for a second, "helpful in this transition to Captain.. I have had less of the issues normally associated with command changes then expected.."
Looking at the pad, "You spoke with the artificial life form.."
"Data.. Yes.. Three days ago.. I dont use rank with him.. Instead trying to emulate friendship.." V'Zat sat regally, "Data was intrigued by my proposal.. He sent me a copy of his personal logs, all records and correspondence, and an evaluation of the results I have observed.. "
Syrg was reading the information, "Fascinating.. This is an evaluation of the human race that.. Fascinating.. The Military structure of old earth was designed to bring discipline to human soldiers.. While obvious..." Syrg was reading, "The later militaries had come down to the fact .. " Looking up at the Captain, "They were trying to bring about logical soldiers.. In effect the primative human's militaries were on a path to logic?"
"And that is what gave us today's Starfleet," V'Zat sat looking at the door.
The door chimed, "Mam.. Ensign Neil is here.."
"Come in Counselor," Captain V'Zat picked up her cup of coffee..
A clean shaven Ensign, came in behind the counselor.. "Captain.."
"Ensign Neil.. I have needed to speak with you," She waived her hand at Syrg to stand.. "Have a seat ensign?"
"Ok.. How bad is it mam," Ensign Neil sat down..
"You have F#$%ed up pretty bad Son.." Captain V'Zat sounded very human in her statements, "We are going to Earth after I feel we have finished our objectives.. I have decided to drop you off at Star Fleet Academy.. So when we get to earth.. Tuck and roll ensign.."
Neil shakes his head trying not to smile, "That is not funny Captain.."
"It is to me.. Lt. Syrg has pointed out that you lack discipline.. As your sea momma as you put so human like, I have decided to be a good mother.. You are assigned personally, to Lt. Syrg.. He will be evaluating your behavior and performance.. I am still your mentor, I.. In part thanks to you, have the additional burden as Captain.."
"Lt. Syrg.. I think I created a monster.."
"That is a highly emotional response Ensign," Syrg stood and spoke in the most vulcan way he could.. "Captain.. I will raise your pet human till we get earth.. Please not an objection in the record mam.."
Neil looked at Syrg and back to the captain..
"Counselor," Lt. Syrg responded.. "I am going to address your complaint with the Ensign directly.." Captain V'Zat raised an eyebrow, "You will participate in the counseling sessions.. Also we will be working on your unvulcan like behavior.. Human."
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"Ensign Neil," A woman with grey hairs shook her head.. As she stood from her office desk, "I at first did not agree with you being assigned here.."
"Vice Admiral Brande," Ensign Neil was in a cadet uniform..
"Till you spoke at Captain Beauregards court martial," The Vice Admiral narrowed her eyes.. Neil came to full attention, "I see the old earth navy did put discipline in there.."
Neil stood with the thousand yard stare, saying nothing in the silence..
"The Federation did fail.. You are correct.. I have reviewed the breifings from the incident at, " The door chimed interupting the Vice Admiral.. "Enter.."
A trill instructor pointed as four cadets entered.. Sloppily the native american human, a nausican female, a Reman male, A male human pygmy, and a Suliban female just stood there after the walked in.
"Ah.. Cadets Blackstone, Daylon, Vir'Sto, Rao, and Fle," Vice Admiral Brand waived her hand dismissing the instructor.. "Now.. Yes.. The reports indicated leadership abilities.. Old man.. You are now in charge of.. Of Targ Squad.."
"Great.. We get," Ensign Neil hit Cadet Blackstone in the back of the head making her shake her head..
"Cadet.. Chill.. " Blackstone went to move and to her surprise a phaser was in her face, "Be a good girl and I wont fire.."
"Ensign," The Vice Admiral spoke loudly.. "They were supposed to take that phaser from you."
Rear Admiral Brand held her hand out. In response Neil handed the phaser to the Rear Admiral, "Mam.. this is training.. "
Wide eyed Rear Admiral Brand looked at the phaser setting, "You had this on the highest setting.. It would have vaporized her.."
Blackstone swallowed hard as Neil was standing straight again staring forward..
"You would have killed me," Blackstone got a look of fear on her face..
The other Cadets swallowed hard as as Ensign Neil coughed.. Slowly they stood straight and stared forward..
"Ensign," Brand watched as Cadet Blackstone got hit quietly by the nausican female.. A smile Crossed her face.. She turned off the phaser but handed it back to Neil.. "Their will be an inspection in ten minutes Ensign.. Make sure this phaser is NOT there.."
Ensign Neil took a deep breath, "Mam.. I formally object to.."
Vice Admiral Brand turned her back on Targ Squad, "Dismissed Ensign Neil.. Take the targs with you.." Neil shoves them towards the door, "Ensign.. Your first assignment is to get them working as team.. Your record indicates you need to work on your team building exercises.. The academy is holding a capture the flag contest today.. It starts after the inspection.. You will lead them in participating.. I expect them in the top five Ensign.."
The members of the Targ squad smile when Ensign Neil flicks off Vice Admiral Brand behind her back, "Thank you to mam.."
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Rear Admiral Brand walks out of her office, "What is going on?"
Security personell are running past the rear admiral, as sirens go off..
Grabbing one of the people, "Report.."
"Rear Admiral.. The Academy is under attack.. " The Lt. took a deep breath as the sound of phaser fire comes from outside..
Diving inside the building, A trill officer was cursing as she dropped a pad.. "Omega squad take.."
A cadet went flying forward from the entrance..
"ENSIGN NEIL," The Commander growled.. "Protect that D@#$ flag!"
The security teams took cover as Rear Admiral Brand turned to the sound of a transporter hum..
Two armored females open fired on the security officers stunning them. They ran grabbing the Omega Squads flag off the downed cadet..
"Good morning chancellor Martok.." Blackstones voice filled the air, "Transport Rao!"
Phaser beams went through the two as they transported out..
Rear Admiral Brand stood and wiped the dust off her.. "Commander Zund.."
"Ensign Neil claims he was directly ordered to lead the Targ Squad to victory.." Angry the Trill Commander pointed at the broken pad, "He sent a message to us that unless otherwise directed he will faithfully execute his orders.."
A deep klingon laughter filled the air as several other klingons laughed with the main voice.. "I see the Federation has started to train real warriors.."
"Chancellor Martok," Rear Admiral Brand hid her anger Quickly..
Martok hits the Superintendant on the arm ," Good Job Rear Admiral.. You made my guards nervous.." Laughing again, "An impressive display.. The Targs!"
"Andrea," Commander Zund gets the no signal from Admiral Brand..
"Targs," The Chancellor laughs as he walks down the hall.. "A targ hunt.."
The guards laugh as the Chancellor stops..
"Rear Admiral.. If they win today.. I invite the Targs," Martok laughs again.. "To come visit our Academy .. "
"If Ensign Neil does not have an unfortunate accident.." Rear Admiral Brand responded making Martok laugh as he walked away..
As soon as the Diplomatic envoy was out of sight, "Rear Admiral.."
Angry the Rear Admiral storms outside ignoring her lower Level officers..
On top of a different building she sees, an Armored figure looking down at a different angle..
"Ensign NEIL!!"
A stun Grenade goes off in the distance as several cadets are running towards safety..
Commander Zund draws a phaser and shoots up as the Squad runs..
From two different buildings return phaser fire makes Commander Zund hit the ground..
Barely able to make out the armored figure, Rear Admiral Brand watches the scene repeat its self from earlier..
Two armored cadets transport in as the Cadets stop cold..
The Cadets from Red squad are hit with phaser fire from the two.. They run as they move grabbing the flag..
"CADETS.. Hal," Admiral Brand is cut off by transporter beams.. She looks up as the Armored figure is making an obscene gesture, beaming away.. "I want.." An admiral is standing pointing at the Rear Admiral.."Admiral Henry.."
The black human Admiral motions come here, and points to the ground in front of him.. "I want both of you here NOW!"
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"An experiment Lt.." Captain V'Zat stood as she walked over to the Galaxy Class ships helm, "A recommendation.. A social dynamics experiments.. Most of the Commanding officers above me are human.. So speak with them in their psycological field of view."
The vulcan conn officer raised an eyebrow, "Ensign Neil's recommendation?" Nodding his head in agreement, "A wise course of action."
"Lt. Syrg," Captain V'Zat was looking at the Ferengi, Romulan, Orion, Iotian, And Federation Merchant ships in orbit.. "He recommended that Vulcans train our human counterparts like Beloved pets.."
Lt. Grosler laughs for a second, "Wait.. Train us like pets.. Dogs.."
Sitting back down, "Do you want a treat Lt.. I can have one brought from my ready room.." Captain V'Zat sat back down as she manipulated the controls of her arm rest, "A new couch for you and your wifes room. For when you are in trouble."
Lt. Grosler pointed and laughed, "That is a good one mam.."
Couselor Eros looks at the captain with a smile, "You are telling a joke?"
"Vulcans do not waste our time with humor.." Captain V'Zat cooly spoke with out showing emotion,"Have our new trade partners released Ensign Neil from from their custody yet.."
Lt. Grosler was confused as he chuckled, "Mam.. He is beaming aboard in ten minutes."
"Have the Ensign escorted to my ready room," Captain V'Zat looked over at Counselor Eros. "You will join us for the conversation."
Captain V'Zat did not give any responses to the quiet crew as she worked on something..
"Lt. Grosler you have the bridge.. " Stopping at the Galaxy class star ships entrance to her ready room, "If the Ferengi attempt to make another side deal.. At least make sure we get back the golden gate bridge.."
Counselor Eros is the first to laugh at the comment, but she looks at the Captain with mild surprise..
After the ready room door shuts, "The Captain has developed a sense of humor.."
Lt. Syrg notes the laughter and sees the mild surprise on her face.. "Lt. Grosler.. Request permission to speak with the Captain Privately.."
"Go for it," Lt. Grosler pauses as the Counselor had also stood.. "Counselor.."
"I will discuss it with Captain V'Zat later.."
As Syrg stands at the door, "Enter Lt."
Entering the ready room Syrg waits for the door to close, "Captain.."
"Lt. Sryg.. My mental health is fine." Captain V'Zat stands at the replicator, "Vulcan Coffee.. Authorization Voice confirmation.."
Captain V'Zat sat down in an antique vulcan chair, Smiled, and crossed her legs in her chair..
"Vulcan Coffee," Syrg raised an eyebrow..
"Would you prefer I act more Vulcan so you would be more comfortable," Captain V'Zat's smile left her face.. Sitting down her coffee, "Report Lt."
Syrg felt intimidated and almost lost his bearing, "Mam. Your behavior has become .. Erratic for a Vulcan.."
Crossing her fingers into a steeple fashion.. Sounding like an old master, "I was unaware of a regulation that required me to explain to a Lt. the reasoning for my behavior.."
Swallowing hard, "No Mam.."
"That is to vulcan an answer for starfleet.." Sipping her coffee, "You are correct in your observations.. However the conclusion is wrong.." Reaching down and taking out a data pad, "I have recieved aide from Doctor Boyce. You will find a complete medical exam Lt.."
"Mam.. I," Lt. Syrg read the file.. "All scans and evaluations are with in the standards for vulcans.."
"I have a proposal for you Syrg.. I need you to stay strictly Vulcan for this socialogical experiment.. Your concerns are over my use of humor recently, the minor changes I have made in my stance, Dinking what appears to be coffee, the use of the more informal mam.."
Turning his head slightly sideways, "You are conducting an experiment mam?" As the Captain looked at him, "You need me to participate for the control group.. I am honored mam.."
"I see a question Lt... Ask."
"I was worried that you were.. " Captain V'Zat's old school Mistress non verbals made the cool Sryg pause, "You had been suffering from some strange form of illness.."
"The rumor I am in some form of reletionship with Ensign Neil.. You are correct.. I have been mentoring him in the ways of the Vulcan people.. I also disagree with the orders we were forced to follow.." Sipping the coffee, "Ensign Neil however did admit he still pictures in his mind of me from the day he saw me nude.. He told me this so that the emotions he had did not interfere with me mentoring him."
"May I captain," Syrg pointed to the seat. "I will participate Captain.. It is more comfortable for me to refer to you by rank.. I am curious as to why you have chosen to mentor him?"
"The earlier conversations I have had with the ensign.. Have been of valuable insight into the human race.." She raises the Coffee in cheers to the Lt., "This is a nutrient drink designed to smell like coffee. We find it offensive smelling but.. The officers above me and below me all changed their interactions with me.. Over so simple an adjustment.."
"Drinking simulated coffee has that affect.."
"Let me begin in a different sequence.. I was communicating with Ensign Neil over his personal history.. As his chaotic mind flowed, I noticed a pattern.. He interrupted himself a third time.. Asking me why, if vulcans are so smart, why have they not simple used their superior intellect to govern their interactions with other non-logical humanoids.."
Syrg started to speak, instead a quizacal look crossed his face.
"I asked the Ensign why he decided to go down that avenue of thought," Captain V'Zat instinctually returned to a more vulcan set of non verbals. "His response was one of the most interesting thoughts I have ever heard a human speak.. If IDIC means what you said it was. Why have the Vulcans not been experimenting with acting like humans.. Naturalistic observation like we used to do with apes.."
"Interesting.. " Syrg was intrigued, "This prompted you to engage in changing you behavior.."
"It has worked with most of the humaniods on board.. I do not feel the emotions.. I can however wear them like clothes.. It has been.." V'Zat paused for a second, "helpful in this transition to Captain.. I have had less of the issues normally associated with command changes then expected.."
Looking at the pad, "You spoke with the artificial life form.."
"Data.. Yes.. Three days ago.. I dont use rank with him.. Instead trying to emulate friendship.." V'Zat sat regally, "Data was intrigued by my proposal.. He sent me a copy of his personal logs, all records and correspondence, and an evaluation of the results I have observed.. "
Syrg was reading the information, "Fascinating.. This is an evaluation of the human race that.. Fascinating.. The Military structure of old earth was designed to bring discipline to human soldiers.. While obvious..." Syrg was reading, "The later militaries had come down to the fact .. " Looking up at the Captain, "They were trying to bring about logical soldiers.. In effect the primative human's militaries were on a path to logic?"
"And that is what gave us today's Starfleet," V'Zat sat looking at the door.
The door chimed, "Mam.. Ensign Neil is here.."
"Come in Counselor," Captain V'Zat picked up her cup of coffee..
A clean shaven Ensign, came in behind the counselor.. "Captain.."
"Ensign Neil.. I have needed to speak with you," She waived her hand at Syrg to stand.. "Have a seat ensign?"
"Ok.. How bad is it mam," Ensign Neil sat down..
"You have F#$%ed up pretty bad Son.." Captain V'Zat sounded very human in her statements, "We are going to Earth after I feel we have finished our objectives.. I have decided to drop you off at Star Fleet Academy.. So when we get to earth.. Tuck and roll ensign.."
Neil shakes his head trying not to smile, "That is not funny Captain.."
"It is to me.. Lt. Syrg has pointed out that you lack discipline.. As your sea momma as you put so human like, I have decided to be a good mother.. You are assigned personally, to Lt. Syrg.. He will be evaluating your behavior and performance.. I am still your mentor, I.. In part thanks to you, have the additional burden as Captain.."
"Lt. Syrg.. I think I created a monster.."
"That is a highly emotional response Ensign," Syrg stood and spoke in the most vulcan way he could.. "Captain.. I will raise your pet human till we get earth.. Please not an objection in the record mam.."
Neil looked at Syrg and back to the captain..
"Counselor," Lt. Syrg responded.. "I am going to address your complaint with the Ensign directly.." Captain V'Zat raised an eyebrow, "You will participate in the counseling sessions.. Also we will be working on your unvulcan like behavior.. Human."
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"Ensign Neil," A woman with grey hairs shook her head.. As she stood from her office desk, "I at first did not agree with you being assigned here.."
"Vice Admiral Brande," Ensign Neil was in a cadet uniform..
"Till you spoke at Captain Beauregards court martial," The Vice Admiral narrowed her eyes.. Neil came to full attention, "I see the old earth navy did put discipline in there.."
Neil stood with the thousand yard stare, saying nothing in the silence..
"The Federation did fail.. You are correct.. I have reviewed the breifings from the incident at, " The door chimed interupting the Vice Admiral.. "Enter.."
A trill instructor pointed as four cadets entered.. Sloppily the native american human, a nausican female, a Reman male, A male human pygmy, and a Suliban female just stood there after the walked in.
"Ah.. Cadets Blackstone, Daylon, Vir'Sto, Rao, and Fle," Vice Admiral Brand waived her hand dismissing the instructor.. "Now.. Yes.. The reports indicated leadership abilities.. Old man.. You are now in charge of.. Of Targ Squad.."
"Great.. We get," Ensign Neil hit Cadet Blackstone in the back of the head making her shake her head..
"Cadet.. Chill.. " Blackstone went to move and to her surprise a phaser was in her face, "Be a good girl and I wont fire.."
"Ensign," The Vice Admiral spoke loudly.. "They were supposed to take that phaser from you."
Rear Admiral Brand held her hand out. In response Neil handed the phaser to the Rear Admiral, "Mam.. this is training.. "
Wide eyed Rear Admiral Brand looked at the phaser setting, "You had this on the highest setting.. It would have vaporized her.."
Blackstone swallowed hard as Neil was standing straight again staring forward..
"You would have killed me," Blackstone got a look of fear on her face..
The other Cadets swallowed hard as as Ensign Neil coughed.. Slowly they stood straight and stared forward..
"Ensign," Brand watched as Cadet Blackstone got hit quietly by the nausican female.. A smile Crossed her face.. She turned off the phaser but handed it back to Neil.. "Their will be an inspection in ten minutes Ensign.. Make sure this phaser is NOT there.."
Ensign Neil took a deep breath, "Mam.. I formally object to.."
Vice Admiral Brand turned her back on Targ Squad, "Dismissed Ensign Neil.. Take the targs with you.." Neil shoves them towards the door, "Ensign.. Your first assignment is to get them working as team.. Your record indicates you need to work on your team building exercises.. The academy is holding a capture the flag contest today.. It starts after the inspection.. You will lead them in participating.. I expect them in the top five Ensign.."
The members of the Targ squad smile when Ensign Neil flicks off Vice Admiral Brand behind her back, "Thank you to mam.."
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Rear Admiral Brand walks out of her office, "What is going on?"
Security personell are running past the rear admiral, as sirens go off..
Grabbing one of the people, "Report.."
"Rear Admiral.. The Academy is under attack.. " The Lt. took a deep breath as the sound of phaser fire comes from outside..
Diving inside the building, A trill officer was cursing as she dropped a pad.. "Omega squad take.."
A cadet went flying forward from the entrance..
"ENSIGN NEIL," The Commander growled.. "Protect that D@#$ flag!"
The security teams took cover as Rear Admiral Brand turned to the sound of a transporter hum..
Two armored females open fired on the security officers stunning them. They ran grabbing the Omega Squads flag off the downed cadet..
"Good morning chancellor Martok.." Blackstones voice filled the air, "Transport Rao!"
Phaser beams went through the two as they transported out..
Rear Admiral Brand stood and wiped the dust off her.. "Commander Zund.."
"Ensign Neil claims he was directly ordered to lead the Targ Squad to victory.." Angry the Trill Commander pointed at the broken pad, "He sent a message to us that unless otherwise directed he will faithfully execute his orders.."
A deep klingon laughter filled the air as several other klingons laughed with the main voice.. "I see the Federation has started to train real warriors.."
"Chancellor Martok," Rear Admiral Brand hid her anger Quickly..
Martok hits the Superintendant on the arm ," Good Job Rear Admiral.. You made my guards nervous.." Laughing again, "An impressive display.. The Targs!"
"Andrea," Commander Zund gets the no signal from Admiral Brand..
"Targs," The Chancellor laughs as he walks down the hall.. "A targ hunt.."
The guards laugh as the Chancellor stops..
"Rear Admiral.. If they win today.. I invite the Targs," Martok laughs again.. "To come visit our Academy .. "
"If Ensign Neil does not have an unfortunate accident.." Rear Admiral Brand responded making Martok laugh as he walked away..
As soon as the Diplomatic envoy was out of sight, "Rear Admiral.."
Angry the Rear Admiral storms outside ignoring her lower Level officers..
On top of a different building she sees, an Armored figure looking down at a different angle..
"Ensign NEIL!!"
A stun Grenade goes off in the distance as several cadets are running towards safety..
Commander Zund draws a phaser and shoots up as the Squad runs..
From two different buildings return phaser fire makes Commander Zund hit the ground..
Barely able to make out the armored figure, Rear Admiral Brand watches the scene repeat its self from earlier..
Two armored cadets transport in as the Cadets stop cold..
The Cadets from Red squad are hit with phaser fire from the two.. They run as they move grabbing the flag..
"CADETS.. Hal," Admiral Brand is cut off by transporter beams.. She looks up as the Armored figure is making an obscene gesture, beaming away.. "I want.." An admiral is standing pointing at the Rear Admiral.."Admiral Henry.."
The black human Admiral motions come here, and points to the ground in front of him.. "I want both of you here NOW!"
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