<USS Avalon> The Command Team

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The Command Team
by Admiral Ketchum and Captain Skyler 
 


Skyler was sitting in her quarters, drinking a glass of tea. She was  
contemplating her current situation when she heard her comm go off. For a brief 
 
moment she thought, no hoped it was either Tery or Moreya. Instead it was the  
Admiral calling.
 
Standing and making her way over to the computer, several thoughts were  
running through her mind. Non of which were good. She hadn't done anything 
wrong  
that she could think of. But these were different times. Listening to the  
message only made her curiosity worsen.
 
"On my way Admiral" 
 
Having said that she made sure she was presentable before she made her way  
to the bridge. She supposed a good first impression was better than no  
impression.
 
Keith looked up as she entered the bridge, "Glad to see you out and about  
Captain."

 
Skyler looked at Keith and nodded. Taking her seat next to him she sat down  
and looked at the forward view screen. "You called for me Admiral?"
 
"Of course, Captain, I just hadn't seen you around the bridge for a while,  
and wanted to see you.  We have teams planet-side currently, and have  rescued 
quite a number of survivors."
 
Cringing inside Skyler tried not to look like she had been forgoing her  
duties. "I am sorry for my absence Admiral. I have been dealing with matters of 
 a 
personal nature. I know that is no excuse and any punishment you wish to 
apply  will be understood."
 
Taking a deep breath she broached the topic at hand. "Just what is going on  
down on the planet? What survivors and what are they surviving from.?"
 
"The USS Resurgence, and one of the crew you might remember, Patrick  
McEntire, he's currently in sickbay."  Standing, "I must handle a couple of  
things.  
You have the bridge", walking towards his ready room.  "I  have a call that I 
will hate making."
 
Standing Skyler looked at Keith and could see he wasn't real happy with  her, 
but then neither was she. "Understood Admiral." She watched as he left the  
bridge and then turned to look at the crew around her. Phillipa was at the helm 
 as usual, James was at tactical. The one person missing was the chief 
science  officer.
 
"Status report", she barked, unintentionally to the bridge crew. She had to  
catch up and do it fast.
 
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