06-06-2024, 06:10 PM
She moved towards where the Captain was posturing; she wasn’t too thrilled about being near the woman, but Art knew she at least had to listen to what she had to say. Taking a seat, Art realized she had no food or menu, but the Captain had begun speaking.
“I arranged this dinner for us to get to know each other better on a more personal level…”
Art snorted.
“We're assigned to update star charts along the Federation/Talarian border. Accurate charting has fallen off since the Cardassians invaded, and the Starfleet presence in the area was pulled back to prevent upsetting the Cardassians. Fortunately, someone at HQ has finally fired up the brain cell that all Admirals share, and they're sending us to correct their mistake.”
Just like her, Art thought, stuffing her face into her margarita glass. Can’t go ten minutes without insulting someone else to make herself look better.
Her drink was almost gone already.
“We're also to ensure the integrity of the border, and prevent any unauthorized crossings in both directions.
The Security Chief’s “spidey-senses” were already going off.
“I'm sure you've heard rumors of the Talarian Resistance using Federation tech to fight the Cardassians. Some of you may even agree we should be helping them, but our job is to prevent smugglers crossing the border with anything that might make the Cardassian Union claim Federation aggression. Any questions?”
Aaaand there it is. Art thought, draining off the rest of the glass. All that means is you’re going to go pick a fight with the Talarians, and we’re supposed to back you up. Okay, cool. Guess my next job is to go find as much intel as I can on the them. At least I get a heads-up this time.
Luckily for Art, there were people with questions. The Science Chief asked if Braggins knew anything about the Talarian’s tech, and what their trade channels were. Art stared into her empty glass, willing it to fill back up with pink liquid. If Braggins knew those answers, she would be genuinely surprised. But of course, Braggins was notorious for holding back information.
The Security Chief stood up and walked to the bar to get herself a refill.
==Bitter Klingon alert!==
“I arranged this dinner for us to get to know each other better on a more personal level…”
Art snorted.
“We're assigned to update star charts along the Federation/Talarian border. Accurate charting has fallen off since the Cardassians invaded, and the Starfleet presence in the area was pulled back to prevent upsetting the Cardassians. Fortunately, someone at HQ has finally fired up the brain cell that all Admirals share, and they're sending us to correct their mistake.”
Just like her, Art thought, stuffing her face into her margarita glass. Can’t go ten minutes without insulting someone else to make herself look better.
Her drink was almost gone already.
“We're also to ensure the integrity of the border, and prevent any unauthorized crossings in both directions.
The Security Chief’s “spidey-senses” were already going off.
“I'm sure you've heard rumors of the Talarian Resistance using Federation tech to fight the Cardassians. Some of you may even agree we should be helping them, but our job is to prevent smugglers crossing the border with anything that might make the Cardassian Union claim Federation aggression. Any questions?”
Aaaand there it is. Art thought, draining off the rest of the glass. All that means is you’re going to go pick a fight with the Talarians, and we’re supposed to back you up. Okay, cool. Guess my next job is to go find as much intel as I can on the them. At least I get a heads-up this time.
Luckily for Art, there were people with questions. The Science Chief asked if Braggins knew anything about the Talarian’s tech, and what their trade channels were. Art stared into her empty glass, willing it to fill back up with pink liquid. If Braggins knew those answers, she would be genuinely surprised. But of course, Braggins was notorious for holding back information.
The Security Chief stood up and walked to the bar to get herself a refill.
==Bitter Klingon alert!==