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Fleet News & Updates 2158, July 19 2158, July 19 2158, July 18 2158, May 17 Read all IC Fleet Level logs here... Commodore Thomas Garroway request reactivation of Starfleet Commission
Suzanna was in the office early again. It had become a habit ever since she returned from her trip to New Darwin. Ever since war had been declared she'd been in the office from early morning to at least mid evening. Often having a working dinner with various people at HQ. The trip at New Darwin had seemed like a vacation in comparison, despite the many meetings, face to face or via subspace. And she valued the quiet time in the morning to get some thinking done, as well as being able to get through all her messages more efficiently without interruptions. The console blinked once, for having received a new message while she was in the message screen, and then she noticed who it was from. Thomas Garroway. Yet it was differently addressed then the personal messages they exchanged. Quickly she opened it and stared at the one simple sentence. "I want back in." Read the entire log here... Romulan Star Empire declares war on Earth! //////// Starfleet Command HQ - San Franciscio ////////// The four of them sat in near silence in the Starfleet Commander's office. Outside, it was dark, the lights across the Bay glowing like stars across a galaxy. But none of them were looking at it. Commodore Stirling had been the one to suggest to get a bottle out, and even RAdm Lilly Palmer was having a sip, even though she normally didn't drink at all. General Casey emptied his glass and put it back on the table. "I informed the President as soon as I heard the news from Captain Finney," Suzanna said after she'd taken a sip of her drink. "He wants to know what I want to know... how could this have gone so wrong. Where did our intel get so screwed up. And I don't have much time to provide him with answers." Palmer shook her head apologetically. "Quite simply," she said, "They've been at this a lot longer than we have." She swirled her wine absently. "Starfleet Intel is Earth's only extra-solar strategic information agency, and it's only a few years old. We're the new kids on the block, and the bullies just gave us our first black eye." "That," General Casey said pointedly, "is not reassuring." The relative quiet contemplation before anyone could say anything else Suzanna's aide followed a man into the office. "Commander.... the Admiral is in a meeting, you can not just go in there..." Commander Gallagher hurried into the office, ignoring the protests of the secretary. He carried a laptop which was half opened and ready to be set down and viewed. "Admirals, General," he greeted calmly despite his apparent urgency. "You all need to see this." Read the entire log here... |
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