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Main Sim - Starfleet Academy - Commandant Bradbury's Office

Posted Jan. 2, 2019, 3:55 p.m. by Gamemaster CockRoach (Gamemaster) (Robert Archer)

Posted by Captain John Tiberius Glen (Captain) in Main Sim - Starfleet Academy - Commandant Bradbury’s Office
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“Hello!” said Glen, “Captain John Glen! Pleased to meet you.”

Bradbury was a portly man as he tugged up and closed his uniform jacket, his voice though old and grumpy before turned more deeper baritone chipper “..Ah Captain good to meet you.” Bradbury said gesturing for him to take a seat. The man was in his late 50s maybe early 60s in years, with thinning grey hair and a deep receding hair line. “..I’ve read up on your crew’s planned lessons I think they’ll be inspiring for the Cadets of 2301.

“Thanks! We hope so too, though it was done at short notice and cobbled together very quickly. We are not very experienced at public speaking either, but I find that if you are knowledgeable and interested in the subject, then the words come more easily. I have to say that it is quite an inspiring idea itself. There was nothing like that when I was a cadet… back in the late eighties.”

”..Tell me about it! Sure would have been nice back in the late 60s too, ah but they were different times and I had more hair and less weight!” He chortled hearty. “..Can I get you anything to eat or drink Captain? I had a small inquiry I wanted to pass to your attention while you were here.” He said.

“Well, generally, I’d politely say ‘no thank you’,” replied Glen. “However, since I am to all intents and purposes, on leave, and also I did spy that bottle of 18 year Aldeberan Whiskey on the shelf right behind you there… So, I’m not going to say no!”

“What is this small inquiry you would like me to help with?” asked Glen.

”..Well you see…” He began but then a call came in, “..Ah one moment Captain..” He said.

Glen was on leave; and not very enthusiastic about a mission of enquiry of any kind, but he couldn’t, very well, tell Admiral Bradbury that. I hoped that whatever the Admiral thought was a problem, was not something deep and insurmountable.

Glen looked up at the ceiling.

Glen looked down at his shoes.

Glen looked at the clock on the wall. He would have to skip the visit to see Red Squad. The time for the first lecture was quickly approaching.

It was about this point that Bradbury looked concerned and also angry.

Bradbury’s maladaptive daydreaming was a little concerning to Glen. With the time while he already waited at the door to come in, this was now the second time that the Admiral had phased out. Not only was Glen getting a little thirsty for that Aldeberan Whiskey, but he was genuinely worried about the Admiral’s mental health, given his age. It could even be evidence of a seizure, or the kind of dissociative disorder that followed a very traumatic event. Glen didn’t feel it was his place to draw attention to it, but he would certainly follow it up with Miriam Cross later.

Instead, Glen just coughed loudly, and said, “ADMIRAL? …Is everything okay?”

As Bradbury hung up on the call which he took via murmuring he turned back to Glen, “..What? Oh yes sorry I…I just received some frustrating personal news, let it pass.” he said with a wave of his hand.

”..The inquiry I’d like to have you make is regarding a field eyed inspection of red squad its a small thing, but I want someone who has been in the field to inspect these cadets see if they’re up to the snuff they are portraying. Can you do that for me Captain? Consider this a small request not a mandatory order as well.” he said leaving it optionally open for Glen to turn him down.

Clearly Glen was never going to get that drink, so he thought about how to answer the Admiral.

“I did want to visit Red Squad actually, but there is both the question of time, and also, well… I was only a pilot for a few months before I transferred to Command. I’m not sure I would have the full respect of those guys? Fine if it is a ceremonial inspection, but… I mean, some second-rate Starship Captain telling them where they are failing is unlikely to go down well. I couldn’t do what they do, Top Gun an’ all that… and I would never profess to be able to. You would be better getting different Squad leaders to inspect each other… maybe on a rolling basis. I could help with organising that. That is more what I’m good at! I’d quite like to build a relationship with them, you know… to earn their respect? Making this kind of snap inspection would only harm doing that.”

“And then there is the whole question of time. I’m tied up all day with the these damn lectures which we’ve been strong-armed into doing. There was meant to be some R&R time, which my crew really need, by the way… but this is tying us down… it’s the preparation as well as the actually lecture, don’t you know? After the lectures, I was hoping to fly to Paris to visit my child and his mother. I haven’t seen him in two years and I’ve become that absent father that I never ever wanted to be. I’ve no doubt his mother, and her mother, have fed him all kinds of lies about me in my absence. So, that is quite an important visit for me to make on a personal level.”

”..If you dont got the time to attend to it Captain its fine. I can get my aide to look into it the inspection..” He said.

“It’s not only the question of time, Sir,” replied Glen, wondering why the Admiral hadn’t listened to him. “I do want to visit them, and if it is important to you then some kind of compromise is possible, just as long as I can make my flight. I wouldn’t want to let you down… but the time part of the problem is important. I can see it is important to you.”

Glen, CO

”..Its up to you captain to decide I leave it in your hands.” He replied.

GM CockRoach


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