Posted Feb. 26, 2023, 9:35 a.m. by Commodore Drudoc Andone (Commanding Officer) (Robert Archer)
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Once everyone had come in attendance Drudoc turned from her place by the conference room’s windows to take her seat at the head of the table. Pressing a few buttons on the tiny LCARS console by her the holo-display in the table lit up showing a small two planet system. “..This is the Losa system. It is a small system about 8 light years from Earth and the Sol system. It was one of Earth’s earliest permanent colonies established shortly after the foundation of the Federation in 2161. The colony on Losa II’s planet being class-m is rich in fertile soil, forests, sea life and as such made it a target for those in the Sol community who wished a life free of higher functioning technologies then those out of the mid-1800s beyond those for general health and well being, and even those would be kept to a minimum unless emergencies called for it otherwise. The colony once self sufficient for a time cut all contact with the early Federation and other outside powers. Not rejoining the galactic community until 2203 when a viral outbreak was unable to be contained and handled by local colonial resources had them send a distress call to Earth. There call to Earth was answered by the USS Vorsell a Freedom class light cruiser. They were able to handle the outbreak and the colony leaders recognized that they could not maintain their isolated status any further. Their admission into the Federation was gained four months later that year. This gave the Federation a heavy source of prized commodities of personalized crafted goods, as well as food and the like. In exchange the colony got what limited supplies they would need for other things locally. One of their requests in membership, however, is that any cargo or other deliveries to the colony must be transported by shuttle to the surface, and not by transporter unless emergency situations demand otherwise. To this end it would seem Command is detailing the Ark Angel to being a courier and mail delivery ship to the Losa colony. As you all have no doubt noticed by now, we have been taking aboard many large containers worth of hand written mail, and other physical packages from off colony family or friends. Our orders are to delivery the ‘mail’ by shuttle and runabout transport and once done return to the Sol system for further orders. Unless any local colonial needs arise, this should be a fairly in and out mission..” She explained.
”..Any questions so far?” she inquired.
GM CockRoach / Drudoc Andone CO
Sifeda frowned, “Any idea how long we will have to play Postmaster to this colony?” she asked. Now she understood the Commodore’s annoyance. “This is a gross misuse of resources. If they are to be a Federation member then surely it would benefit them to update their technology.” Surely that was a discussion for another time and for the Federation Ambassadors that allowed the limited tech colony to join the Federation in the first place. “I can think of other ships, I won’t name them though, who are more suited for this task.”
Itri, XO
”..You are right, Exec. But these are our orders for this mission. I personally do not like it as you point out it seems a grave misuse of Starfleet’s resources. But our sector admiral is firm on this. So we will carry out our orders as needed. As I said this should be a simple warp to the colony ship down the containers by shuttle and runabouts then return to the ship and then the Sol system for whatever our next mission in a few days..” She said.
Marlaa had slid in late. Her last appointment had run late and she had walked in and nodded to the CO as she was giving the briefing. Listening to the report they were to become a courier for this tour, she frowned slightly, leaning on the wall to remain less intrusive crossing the room to her seat. She had the feeling there was more to this than mail containers and simple export goods. She didn’t say anything, but it was rankling the back of her mind.
When the XO spoke up, she fought hard to not nod her head in agreement. Instead, she started thinking of all the reasons this was possibly happening. Something, deep in her gut, told her there was more to this than letters and baubles.
Marlaa CNS
Drudoc’s keen senses caught the late arrival of the CNS, Drudoc was clearly not pleased by her late arrival, but returned her gaze back to the briefing. “..Are there any other questions?” She asked.
GM CockRoach
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