Strat Ops Arriving!

Posted on Thu Sep 10th, 2020 @ 6:44pm by Lieutenant Rohan Read

571 words; about a 3 minute read

Mission: Mission 3: Diplomacy, what’s that?
Location: Runabout Megane

The stars streaked passed the porthole of the rear compartment. Rohan nervously jigged his right leg up and down rapidly as the Runabout he travelled in approached its final destination.

For a man who had spent most of his career undercover dealing with dangerous people on a daily basis, the thought of serving in a Starship frightened him. Having spent the last 2 years either in an Orion prison or in the “care” of Starfleet. He wanted to retire from service and get over his ordeal privately, however, one of the Counselor’s he had spoken to had recommended he could continue his service to Starfleet but no longer do field work. So he’d been declared fit for ship service and assigned to Faltan Station as their Chief Strategic Operations Officer.

He couldn’t remember the last time he pulled on the uniform, actually he guessed it was a problem the day he graduated from the academy 15 years earlier. He pulled at his uniform collar, it felt as tight as an Orion slave collar he wore during his time in the Orion Prison. However, he tried to push the thought out of his mind.

Rohan just wasn’t looking forward to being on a large ship, which a large crew who he could see on a daily basis. He wasn’t a people person, he liked just being him.

”Lieutenant Read, we’re approaching the Faltan III.” came the pilot's voice over the comm.

Rohan took a deep breath before he stood to his feet and walked the short distance from the rear compartment to the the flight area. He approached the helm and place his hand on top of the seat as he looked out at the approaching blue and green planet.

“She sure is a thing of beauty, sir.” Said the pilot with a grin as he looked at Read. “Bet you can’t wait to start your assignment.”

“Bursting with excitement, Ensign.” The Lieutenant replied coldly.

Before the pilot could reply, the comm went off.

”Runabout Megane, this is Faltan flight control, I hope your journey here was a pleasant one. You are cleared to land on shuttle pad 2, I believe this is a quick turnaround as you are dropping off passengers and needing a refuel.”

“Faltan Control, this is the Runabout Megane, that’s an affirmative. I shouldn’t need more than 15 minutes before I head back.” The Ensign replied.

”Understood Megane, we’ll get you in and out as quickly as possible. Faltan Control out.”

The Ensign continued to fly the runabout towards the Planet, adjusting his speed and position as needed. Rohan looked on as Faltan III got bigger and bigger the closer they got. He pulled at his collar again before turning and heading back to the rear compartment. “Thanks for the lift, Ensign.” He added before disappearing.

He went to where he’d been sitting and grabbed the PADD, which contained everything he needed to know about Faltan Station, and stuffed it into his duffel bag. As he did this he felt the runabout touch down onto the shuttle pad. A few moments later the external hatch began to lower. He throw his bag over his shoulder and took one last look to make sure he hadn’t forgotten anything before he headed for the open hatch and walked down the ramp and onto his new assignment.

 

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