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current_story:the_reservists [2023/12/10 23:36] cromwellcurrent_story:the_reservists [2024/01/19 04:13] cromwell
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 **Bridge, Deck 1, Saucer Section, USS Republic (Luna Class), in orbit of Nimbus III** **Bridge, Deck 1, Saucer Section, USS Republic (Luna Class), in orbit of Nimbus III**
  
-It took Leon Cromwell several seconds to compose himself following the outburst of emotion on the bridge after seeing John Carter very much alive despite being listed missing and presumed dead over two years ago.  Had it not been for the fact that the rest of the bridge crew were as equally befuddled, it could have impacted his command authority.  As it was, no one who had heard of the infamous Martian commander, let alone served under him, could have been less distracted and still be able to maintain control of their workstations.  As soon as Leon snapped himself out of it, he looked around at his officers ogling the screen where the unkempt form of John Carter looked back at them with an eyepatch and a grizzled, bearded face baring an amused grin.+It took Leon Cromwell several seconds to compose himself following the outburst of emotion on the bridge after seeing John Carter very much alive despite being listed missing and presumed dead over two years ago.  Had it not been for the fact that the rest of the bridge crew were as equally befuddled, it could have impacted his command authority.  As it was, no one who had heard of the famous Martian commander, let alone served under him, could have been less distracted and still be able to maintain control of their workstations.  As soon as Leon snapped himself out of it, he looked around at his officers ogling the screen where the unkempt form of John Carter looked back at them with an eyepatch and a grizzled, bearded face baring an amused grin.
  
 For his part, John momentarily enjoyed the shocked reactions before noting that Leon was the first to rouse himself from his stupefaction.  The doctor looked around the command center at his gawking officers before turning back towards John with an air of measuredness mixed with what his friend suspected was a touch of incertitude. For his part, John momentarily enjoyed the shocked reactions before noting that Leon was the first to rouse himself from his stupefaction.  The doctor looked around the command center at his gawking officers before turning back towards John with an air of measuredness mixed with what his friend suspected was a touch of incertitude.
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 "It's John Carter, alright" the EMH finally replied as she completed her scan.  "Right down to the last nuclide." "It's John Carter, alright" the EMH finally replied as she completed her scan.  "Right down to the last nuclide."
  
-"Mitochondrial sequences?" Leon inculcated at her.+"Mitochondrial sequences?" Leon inculcated.
  
 "A perfect match," the holographic medico returned with an almost 'how-dare-you-assume-didn't-check' edge to her voice.  "Maternal lines are confirmed." "A perfect match," the holographic medico returned with an almost 'how-dare-you-assume-didn't-check' edge to her voice.  "Maternal lines are confirmed."
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 Dropping their personal defences, the two friends hugged each other in a platonic embrace, patting one another behind their shoulders like old war buddies meeting for the first time since their last battle together.  In truth, Leon hadn't seen John for nearly a year before his disappearance, as the doctor had been on a special mission aboard the USS Archimedes when John's shuttle was lost.  The guilt and grief -- as misplaced as it was -- overwhelmed the doctor for a time after the memorial service, always wondering if it were not for his absence whether John would have been lost at all. Dropping their personal defences, the two friends hugged each other in a platonic embrace, patting one another behind their shoulders like old war buddies meeting for the first time since their last battle together.  In truth, Leon hadn't seen John for nearly a year before his disappearance, as the doctor had been on a special mission aboard the USS Archimedes when John's shuttle was lost.  The guilt and grief -- as misplaced as it was -- overwhelmed the doctor for a time after the memorial service, always wondering if it were not for his absence whether John would have been lost at all.
  
-Leon surmised that if HE had been the one to perform John's fit rep two years ago on Mars instead of Sarah Chambers, he could have easily kept John cleared for flight status instead of forcing him to accept planet-side duty.  As it was, the resulting medical report began a tumultuous time in John's career that led him to accept a posting on a museum ship, and subsequently to pilot an SW7 class shuttlecraft that was ultimately lost and presumed destroyed during a short trip to Luna Colony.  This guilt was carried by Leon for a full three years, and forced tears to well in his eyes when he finally convinced himself that John was actually alive and well and sitting in his sickbay.+Leon surmised that if HE had been the one to perform John's fit rep two years ago on Mars instead of Sarah Chambers, he could have easily kept John cleared for flight status instead of forcing him to accept planet-side duty.  As it was, the resulting medical report began a tumultuous time in John's career that led him to accept a posting on a museum ship, and subsequently to pilot an SW7 class shuttlecraft that was ultimately lost and presumed destroyed during a short trip to Luna Colony.  This guilt was carried by Leon for a full two years, and forced tears to well in his eyes when he finally convinced himself that John was actually alive and well and sitting in his sickbay.
  
 "Christ," Leon finally released John from the embrace.  He wiped a tear from his eye and he went into an explanation.  "Vic told me that you were still alive, but I was never sure if he was actually on to something, or just starting to lose his grip on reality." "Christ," Leon finally released John from the embrace.  He wiped a tear from his eye and he went into an explanation.  "Vic told me that you were still alive, but I was never sure if he was actually on to something, or just starting to lose his grip on reality."
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 He needed to be in the gap, and to do so required several cover stops to do some dry cleaning before finding his target.  After beaming down to a discreet alleyway, he passed through a number of busy bars and marketplaces, pedaling a quatloo here and there for useless trinkets that could pass for wallet litter; anything to avoid foreign birdwatchers and prevent from becoming a rabbit.  Finally, he located the public communications terminal where we could use his one-time pad and make contact.  Like the privacy booths of Maltabra City on Farius Prime, the similar-styled civilian subspace terminal was a faded, glitchy mechanical contraption mounted to the booth wall.  It had interface nodes and input panels simple enough for anyone to use, but available for access only through monetary exchange. He needed to be in the gap, and to do so required several cover stops to do some dry cleaning before finding his target.  After beaming down to a discreet alleyway, he passed through a number of busy bars and marketplaces, pedaling a quatloo here and there for useless trinkets that could pass for wallet litter; anything to avoid foreign birdwatchers and prevent from becoming a rabbit.  Finally, he located the public communications terminal where we could use his one-time pad and make contact.  Like the privacy booths of Maltabra City on Farius Prime, the similar-styled civilian subspace terminal was a faded, glitchy mechanical contraption mounted to the booth wall.  It had interface nodes and input panels simple enough for anyone to use, but available for access only through monetary exchange.
  
-Dragon plugged the computerized credit voucher into the terminal slot, which remitted a certain number of quatloos in exchange for a limited subspace communication feed.  The viewing screen cam alive with numbers from five different alien species, and as they flashed across the screen, Forrest carefully viewed them all, inputting each into his Ferengi hand tabulator that converted them to a usable cipher.  A red border briefly flashed around the perimeter of the screen, signifying that he had successfully sanitized his comm-feed, and activated his clean SIGINT credentials through the numbers station.  With a momentary blip, a face appeared on the screen, and he didn't need a recognition phrase to know that the elderly man on the other end of the communications console was his contact.  +Dragon plugged the computerized credit voucher into the terminal slot, which remitted a certain number of quatloos in exchange for a limited subspace communication feed.  The viewing screen came alive with numbers from five different alien species, and as they flashed across the screen, Forrest carefully viewed them all, inputting each into his Ferengi hand tabulator that converted them to a usable cipher.  A red border briefly flashed around the perimeter of the screen, signifying that he had successfully sanitized his comm-feed, and activated his clean SIGINT credentials through the numbers station.  With a momentary blip, a face appeared on the screen, and he didn't need a recognition phrase to know that the elderly man on the other end of the communications console was his contact.  
  
 =/\= //"Dragon... I was wondering when you'd be checking in.  You've been back in the Alpha Quadrant for over three hours.  What took so long?"// =/\= =/\= //"Dragon... I was wondering when you'd be checking in.  You've been back in the Alpha Quadrant for over three hours.  What took so long?"// =/\=
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 "Believe me, that's not the plan," the annoyed intelligence commander returned.  "If you follow through with your plans to promote Pakita and Narundi to full lieutenant, you can reassign them to Republic nee Asgard as chief engineer and chief tactical officer, respectively.  That will fill the hole." "Believe me, that's not the plan," the annoyed intelligence commander returned.  "If you follow through with your plans to promote Pakita and Narundi to full lieutenant, you can reassign them to Republic nee Asgard as chief engineer and chief tactical officer, respectively.  That will fill the hole."
  
-"We could assign Vehns as Luna Republic's chief engineer," Reittan Tolkath added, turning to Leon.  "Pakita agrees that he's ready to be promoted to Senior Chief Petty Officer, and knows this ship as well as her."+"We could assign Vehns as Luna Republic's chief engineer," Reittan Tolkath added, turning to Leon.  "Pakita agrees that he's ready to be promoted to Senior Chief Petty Officer, and knows this ship as well as she does."
  
 "I don't like this idea at all of you leaving," Leon continued his rebuke.  "Both ships are so short handed, we've got less than a skeleton crew between us.  Besides, if we transfer Narundi to the Galaxy Republic, I'll have NO one heading up tactical..." "I don't like this idea at all of you leaving," Leon continued his rebuke.  "Both ships are so short handed, we've got less than a skeleton crew between us.  Besides, if we transfer Narundi to the Galaxy Republic, I'll have NO one heading up tactical..."
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