Posted by Lieutenant Commander Paris Carisi (Chief of Security) in Main Sim: Conference Room - Admiral Burnetts Briefing

Posted by Lieutenant Persephone Milestone (Chief Science Officer) in Main Sim: Conference Room - Admiral Burnetts Briefing

Posted by Gamemaster Winter Wolfe (SGM) in Main Sim: Conference Room - Admiral Burnetts Briefing
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OOC: I’ll shuffle things along a little so that the senior staff can start gathering for the briefing. That way the bridge thread can peter out. Everyone can post arriving here immediately from the Bridge hail.

SGM
Natalie walked into the conference room and waited for the Admiral to appear. She didn’t like this woman and was hard pressed to be polite when she arrived.

CO

Without wasting a moment, Gavin turned the console over to the Secondary Helmsman and headed in behind the Captain. Taking the seat on the right, one in from the door, and waited for the meeting to start.

Cooper, Helm

Once Paris had security in place and someone to take her role at the console she entered the room behind Gavin and took a seat at the conference table.

Lt. Commander Paris Carisi COS

Handing off the reigns to another Engineer, Andromeda found her way to the conference room. A silent nod acknowledged the others, as she took a seat beside them.

Sentrya, CE

Vock entered the room and took a seat, a nod of acknowledgement to the assembled officers. He then sat in silence and waited for the briefing to start.

Vock, CMO

Natalie sighed =^=Transporter room, beam the admiral directly to the conference room.=^= She ordered. The others could arrive when theyc could and Natalie would update them when they could. She knew her crew was busy and they would only miss a meeting if there was something that demanded their immediate attention.

The space at the edge of the conference room shimmered, the telltale energy of an active transport enveloping emptiness, resolving into two forms. As the energy faded, two people stood before them. A tall, rather dour looking, slender blond officer with Commanders pips and an extremely disingenuous smile. Standing slightly before him, a short, plump, middle-aged woman with an uncomfortable amount of makeup and a garish red on her thin, pressed lips. Her expression was so cold it could have been used to crack dilithium. She eyed the assembled officers with an obvious air of disapproval

Natalie stood “Admiral, welcome aboard. I apologize, I was working on my own situation with my Chief Medical Officer.” She added, “So you will have to understand that his safety and the safety of the crew is my utmost concern.” She added regarding the attitude that she had received on the bridge.
CO

Her high pitched tone was nasal and abrasive, cracking on every syllable with an obvious southern American tone “I don’t really care what you were doing, Captain. What matters is that I have better things to do with my time than wait for you to acknowledge my presence. I don’t know what sort of allowances you are used to, Captain, but I won’t tolerate this. This is a Starfleet vessel, not a cruise line. If these people are a reflection of your capability, then I should certainly talk to Admiral Sinclair about his staffing choices. If you weren’t wearing that uniform, I’d question whether you’ve even served aboard a starship. Now, to business. I’ve been given special command in this sector to deal with a dangerous threat to Federation security and the stability of this region. We’ve had a number of attacks recently in this sector. Saurians, Aazzaamites, The First Federation, the Kzinti and even Starfleet. Ordinarily, that wouldn’t be cause for too much alarm. Pirates aren’t entirely uncommon in this region. What is causing problems are several of the distress calls and sensor records which show Starfleet weapons signatures and several visual captures of what appear to be Starfleet vessels. This has caused uproar at the Federation Council and the Saurians, Kzinti, and Aamaazerites are threatening to leave the Federation if this isn’t taken care of. Obviously, we don’t believe it’s Starfleet, especially given that one outpost destroyed was Starfleet. We also believe that the attack on your Chief Medical Officers shuttle is related.” She paused to scowl at those present, particularly Vock, as though she found his involvement irritating “As of now any existing orders are rescinded and your ship has been placed under my direct command. You’ll investigate these attacks, find the culprits, prove that Starfleet isn’t involved and end this stupidity. You’ve got two weeks to find answers before the next Federation Council meeting convenes. All parties involved have been ordered to cooperate with you.” She gestured to the man beside her “This is Commander Kyle Jarrett, my attache. I’m leaving him here to observe and advise. I expect you to treat him as you’d treat me, Captain.” The commander nodded, once again flashing his clearly fake smile at the room. Both returned to silence, Burnett scowling, Jarrett grinning like an idiot.

SGM

Persephone slid into the conference room and stayed against the wall near the door as she heard the Admiral mention the attacks being related to the Medical Officer’s shuttle attack. She and Vock had spoke a few times and it had always troubled her that the attack seemed questionable.

A frown creased the Science Chief’s brow as the idea that someone was using stolen Starfleet tech to attack and make it look like her own group had done it. It appalled her on one side… but on the science end, it intrigued her. Knowing a bit more of what they were looking for, she made a mental note to start a different line of investigation as soon as the opportunity presented itself.

Lt Persephone Milestone
CSO

Vock spoke up; his voice calm, even, and emotionless as usual. But there was… a look in his eye. A slight hardening of his gaze that was not typical in Vulcans. Still, when he spoke, his voice was nonplussed.

“Admiral, if I may. I am confused as to your directions. You say we are to investigate these attacks, find the culprits, and prove that Starfleet isn’t involved. That would indicate that you have already drawn your conclusions. If that is so, an investigation being done under your authority would be pointless as you already have the answer you want. As far as the attack on the shuttle carrying me and two other now deceased Star Fleet officers being a part of the investigation, I can assure it is. My shuttle was attacked by a Discovery-class Federation star ship. Unknown registry, and it did not respond to multiple hails. It attacked after we identified ourselves as Star Fleet and Federation. It was attempting to destroy us, Admiral. So with that knowledge now in your possession, and the fact that you just said that Starfleet weapon signatures were found at the scenes of the previous attacks, it may prove prudent to reevaluate your previous conclusion, Admiral.”

Vock, CMO

OOC: Fixing typo.

James

Burnett rounded on the Vulcan, her already sour expression taking on a particularly ominous tone “When I want your opinion, Lieutenant, I will give it to you. Starfleet is absolutely not involved in these attacks. Whatever you saw was a false front, a lie, advanced cloak, holoprojection, something. I want the proof I need to take back to the Federation Council that confirms that. You will do whatever you need to in order to get that.”

SGM

Vock’s eyebrow raised and he replied “Admiral, I meant no disrespect. I was simply pointing out that your hypothesis could be invalidated by the data we recover from our investigation. Surely we should be more concerned with the truth than with a particular outcome?”

Vock, CMO

Her face descended into a sneer before she could get it under control. She visibly drew herself together to answer his question “I have already told you what the truth is, Lieutenant, now it’s your job to prove it. I don’t want to hear your ‘alternative facts’, I want to hear the truth I’ve laid out, that Starfleet is not responsible for this.”

SGM

Vock looked at the Admiral with no expression, but there was something in his eyes that seemed… pleased. He then simply nodded once and looked at the Captain.

Vock, CMO

Natalie stepped in between the Admiral’s gaze and that of Vock “Admiral....I understand our orders and had I not been dealing with another situation aboard my ship, your presence would have been acknowledged immediately. Further more, I do not appreciate you coming aboard my ship with this holier than thou attitude. You’re attache will be treated with the respect he is owed as will you, however you will also show a modicum of respect for my crew, in particular Mr. Vock, who narrowly escaped death. Do you have any further orders for us.” Natalie asked her shoulder’s squared, understanding why the Admiral had come down on her, but her crew was another issue and she would be addressing that with Star Fleet Command.

CO

That I can shoot her. Please let me shoot her Captian. Just one good shot in the thigh so she goes numb for the next few hours. I am sure Vock will be able to not find a tricorder to fix it. Come on ma’am just say the words. Say the words with me. ‘Carisi shoot her’ Paris ran an inner monologue in her head. This Admiral was a piece of work. She obviously was one of those types who thought pips on your collar meant people had to follow you. People lead by respect. Anyone on this ship would take a phaser to the chest for the Captain. Everyone on this ship would step aside and watch something happen to this Admiral. No one treated the crew the way this Admiral did.

Lt. Commander Paris Carisi COS

Her eyes narrowed further, if that were possible. She stepped back, tapping her commbadge =^= Burnett to Sikeston. One to transport =^=. As the beam began to take her, she uttered darkly “Watch yourself, captain“

As she vanished, Jarrett rubbed his hands together with an awkward clearing of his throat. His smile was sickly obsequious and his voice disturbingly nasal “Well… Questions?”

SGM

Andromeda was tempted to ask who’d stuck a pole so far up the Admiral’s toosh, but she refrained.

“The doctor mentioned the ship who attacked his shuttle was Discovery-Class, unknown registry,” she gestured to Vock, “have there been any reports of missing vessels of that breed?” She was searching for somewhere to start in this madness.

Sentrya, CE

Jarrett shifted a little uncomfortably in his chair, clearing his throat again with an odd glottal sound reminiscent of a frogs call “Not.. missing.. per se, but there have been some odd periods recently where ships have temporarily been… Unavailable… There are some odd phenomena in this region that can intefere with long range communications, particularly with several key federation communications relays damaged recently.”

SGM

Seph had listened and was grateful the Captain had stepped up because her flexing fingers have that they had been white knuckled clenched as the railing on Vock had happened.

She wasn’t sure which galled her more, the fact Vock’s verbal dressing down was so vicious, or the fact the Admiral didn’t seem to care about the truth.

The discussion of ‘not missing per se’ ships caught her attention. “Curious… We’ll have to check the database to see locations of ships before and after such anomalies. If everyone is where they should be than there shouldn’t be an issue. But if we have ships out of their areas before or after such ‘accidental loss of communications’ then perhaps that’s where we need to start.” Another thought occurred to her. “If a ship is cloaked, or hologram covered, they can’t change the weapon signature. We should go back over the marks and the shuttle once more, more thoroughly, to determine what fired on them. From there we may be able to narrow things down as well.”

Part of her wanted the Admiral to be right. It seemed wrong that a Federation vessel would do such a thing. The other part of her wanted the upstart to be wrong just to prove that what we want isn’t always the truth.

The biggest thing for her was truth… Regardless where it led.

Seph
CSO

Vock seemed nonplussed by the entire exchange, typical for his species. With an even tone to his speech, he looked at Jarrett and said “I would like a copy of all casualty reports. Perhaps I can glean some information identifying the perpetrators by the kinds of injuries that were reported.”

Vock, CMO