<USS Eagle> Krell's Arrival
- From: Lukas <CaptFyrstk@xxxxxxx>
- To: usseagle@xxxxxxxxxxxxx, "April Styles" <CommoAprlFyrstk@xxxxxxx>
- Date: Wed, 3 Aug 2005 11:24:45 -0400
This takes place prior
to the sim of 050727
ON
Malachi
walked from his room to the study area. Lukas had told him that his
mother was going to talk with Admiral Krell and that she would probably
be popping in. Mal wondered if she would just walk in or actually use
a ship.. He sat down at the desk and activated the holo-teacher.
Admiral
Moondance Krell, as she was known in this universe sat in the center
seat of her personal ship. She was still put out by over hearing
something from her personal assistant. "Too Q-like am I? " She
muttered. "That's insulting. I thought that the Federation was no
longer biased, but, obviously it still has a long way to go." The
Admiral was dressed in her official Starfleet uniform, her pips shining
and her long hair loose about her shoulders. Beings often mistook her
size of 5 foot as a sign of weakness and the Admiral was only to happy
to demostrate the errors of thier ways. She heard a soft chuckle
behind her and turned her chair to face her helmsmen/opperations
officer. "Something funny, Darkwind?" she asked the tall darkhaired
man that stood there.
Darkwind
merely smiled wider, his blue eyes sparkled impishly, "I see these
people have taught you how to mutter under your breath, Elder." His
voice was soft, musical and heavily accented. He pushed back his long
black hair. It was evident that he was of the same race. "Comparing
you to one of those vile and foul creatures is a great insult. If I
were you, Elder, I would not tolerate it."
Moondance
returned her chair to facing the viewscreen. "Aye, I guess it is a
good thing." she sighed and wondered if she would have to undo any
training on April and Lukas' child. It would take a long time to train
him, unless he could handle her simply inprinting upon his mind the
knowledge he needed to know at this time. He was still very young, so
she must be careful at what she imparted. Yes, Malachi was destined
for many things, but there was time for that, let him enjoy being a
child while he could. "Distance to Eagle, Windwalker?" She asked her
weapons officer, a young light haired woman of her race.
"We will be in contact in two
minutes, Elder." Came the reply.
"Good, Come
out of stealth mode. Make sure the Eagle can't scan into this ship,
but can read the Fleet registry on it. Q-like indeed. " she scoffed.
Suddenly her personal ship, The K'Treva, became visible to the Eagle.
"Open hailing frequencies, Darkwind."
Darkwind nodded, and did so.
To be continued...
Malachi (Styles) Fyrstk
Science officer in training
Admiral Monndance Krell
Starfleet Phoenix Brass
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