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Surprise inspection of Task Force 04

Posted July 28, 2021, 3:49 p.m. by Captain Zachariah Cobb (Commanding Officer) (Sharon Miller)

Posted by Chief Warrant Officer Kodek Vonn (RTF Commander) in Surprise inspection of Task Force 04

Posted by Mar. Captain Erve Manhattan (Commandant of the Recovery Task Force) in Surprise inspection of Task Force 04
The breeze of Catia VI, the air of the white lands, these were the baggages and memories of Erve Manhattan, Branch Commanding Officer of the Recovery Task Force, boarding the Leviathan after a long leave permit from his Starbase office work. He had a sweet holiday, he must have admitted. The snow and the ski-park built there were still new and undiscovered, away from the bloody stuff he usually saw in the past year on the old lady he was going to meet again.
“It’s incredible, but I miss her decks.”

Being captain was tough, but who knew that being the Chief of an entire branch was even tougher? Not for the punches and kicks, more for the immense paperwork load and the infinite meetings he needed to attend to coordinate Task Forces’ efforts. Those were serious foes; klingons and anomalies? Pff, kitties in comparison. And do you know what was even worser? That he had an assistant, who was sincerely and lovingly intrepid, and that the Starbase had almost no damn fresh and good tea or coffee. He would say he had his own illegal hydroponics somewhere across 237, but unfortunately that was not the case. It was not really the case.

Fresh from the holidays then, he was going to make one of the few things that the Chief position actually had as an advantage, the power to make a surprise inspection aboard all Task Forces ships without the crew knowing that it was, as he called it lovingly, a “Remembrance Day”, because he had to be severe and strict. So strict that even a phaser or a railgun out of the weaponry lockers but left on the disassembly table was considered infraction. He liked actually seeing his subordinates tremble of fear and their unnerving looks when he passed the ranks and checked their uniforms. More than that, it was the Captain’s check that he loved above all. Perhaps because he was also a Captain once, but for the records, his only goal was to keep uneasy the entire Task Force personnel and have some fun all along.

The tour started from Task Force 01 and made jumps among the schedules so he could visit all ships without moving too much and take shuttles all over the place. For each ship he was greeted by different faces and all with their personalities. Of course his assistant, Helija, a female, 30-ish woman of Catia with fine features, followed the Commander across stars and planets. Sometimes unwillling to let Erve breath, other times worrying too much about his safety and also fighting anomalies when Task Force 07 encountered some pirates somewhere in the badlands. It was a real journey! Really. But he wanted the Levi to be last, and so, as he was departing again for Starbase 237, Erve dreamt again to touch the damn floor of that damn ship, dreaming to return and take control over the guys there like the old times.
“How much time?” Erve asked impatiently to Helija
“Still a hour, sir. Don’t worry, they will not go away before 2200 hours. And I know she is your old ship, the Captain will be struck by luck to see you again!” The woman cherished the conversation
“You’re too positive… ah poor man, I made him pass hell and purgatory. But you know, you’re right, I owe him some favors after all. I save the Levi many times from disaster.”
“Indeed.” Both of them smiled, for a moment Erve was not bothered from Helija’s acute voice.
The time to take a bath aboard Task Force 17 and they were already there. It was interesting how the Leviathan was moored just two gates on the opposite side. It left a huge smile when Erve, looking from the large observation window of the aisle, saw the shape and the hull of that beast that used to be his home once. With a delighted face, he gave his PaDD to Helija and without hesitation and with a little of excitement Erve pronounced few but concise words
“Tell Cobb I’m here.”

OOC: for whoever answers, Erve is on the way of transporting, make it happen!

M. Captain Erve Manhattan - RTF BnCO

Inside the RTF office, Vonn received word that someone called the ‘Commandant of the Recovery Task Force’ was arriving. Having never heard of such an entity, Vonn stayed at their desk and kept working. If it was important, they could come find them.

Vonn, RCO

The meeting with Roebuck had been hellish, the farewell to Lazol agonising. After such torturous events there was only one thing on the mind of Zachariah Cobb. Well, maybe two. A quiet, peaceful corner where he could remain undisturbed for a time to absorb the day’s news. And a large bottle of whiskey to help with swallowing this handful of increasingly bitter pills.

With whiskey procured, the Leviathan’s captain had re-boarded his vessel and was preceding quickly to his ready room when the silence was shattered by the infernal chirp of a comm badge.
=^= Commandant Erve Manhattan is expecting you in your ready room, Captain =^= came the call.
“Manhattan?” The name was that of a ghost, reaching out to grasp the present once again from the depths of the distant past. “Now what the bloody hell does he want with me, eh?”

Considering the way this day was turning out, Cobb prepared himself to expect anything. But still, as his ready room came into view, the old man’s stomach was washed by a fleeting tide of anxiety. Although by the time he placed the first foot through the door, his regulation captain’s demeanour was secured firmly back into place…

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