Posted Nov. 11, 2021, 2:13 a.m. by Civilian Joseph Karlson (Police Commissioner) (Hjortur Ingi)
Posted by Civilian Urg’tohn, Son of the House of Duroc (Klingon Warrior) in Commissioners Office - Reminiscing
Posted by Civilian Joseph Karlson (Police Commissioner) in Commissioners Office - Reminiscing
Joseph sat in his office chair looking at the view of the Colony. The Office of the Head of the Police Force had one of the most spectacular views in the Government tower, being on one of the top floors of the Government tower. He looked down at Sloane square and mused to himself. He’d spent seven years on the Colony, six of those as Commissioner and one dreadful year as Governor. He’d served under several Governors most of which had been good people. He’d never planned on coming back but he’d grown fond of the people and hadn’t liked leaving without at least getting something solid done.In the years here he’d faced off an alien invasion, kidnapping of a Governor, gang war, and a full riot that only ended after he personally dueled with the instigator. He chuckled at that thought, it had been a foolish thing to do but it worked, the man had been a competent swordsman but still no match. He’d left the colony and returned to find the personal security of its heads woefully underprepared for the dangers of colonial life, something that he’d personally taken care of. And now the most stable force on the Colony, no two of the most stable forces besides himself had left. He hadn’t had much of a relationship with Captain Xavier but Longstreet was completely different. He’d clashed on more than one occasion with the headstrong Starfleet Officer but had grown to both like and respect the man. He sighed and looked down at his Starfleet Security report. One of the rarely used clauses in his job description was standing in for the Security Chief when he was absent as the Security chief stood for him.
He knew that Longstreet had done this job on occasion but mostly the deputies took over the actual work and the counterparts mostly did the paperwork. It was an unusual arrangement but most of the time it allowed for a smooth transfer of authority for the colony although he wasn’t really qualified for certain parts of the job. He finalized the report and sent it to the NE currently running the majority of the Security Office then leaned back in his chair with a sigh.
He really should start to feel old or at least look his age, less than a year from his 70th birthday and he couldn’t feel it, neither did his wife. He knew why this was and also why they didn’t reveal it. There was a reason they lived so far from Earth and Trill and it wasn’t what they told people. He looked at his cane, his most valued weapon alongside his half-moon spectacles. He turned again and looked back down at the square, he focused his vision and he could see the people going about their day, the outer edges of his vision became hazy and he could see the faces of the people so far below. He chuckled again to himself and unfocused his sight then turned in his chair and with a sigh returned to work.
Commissioner Karlson
The desk comms buzzed and Deputy Inspector Garan’s voice came through. “Commissioner.. there is a… um… well there’s a Klingon here to see you, sir. No appointment. I tried to tell him to make one, sir. And… well… my Klingon is a bit rusty but I think he said something about family and brothers don’t need appointments? And then I’m fairly sure he threatened the next three generations of my bloodline if I didn’t call you and tell you he was here to see you. And I don’t think he was kidding, sir.”
NE Garan
Joseph chuckled “You forgot to check the bioscanner again didn’t you, son” He said over the coms “He has access to my office unless otherwise stated. Let him through, my secretary will let him pass” He shook his head in amusement and continued slowly put on his glasses. He continued casually going through his work and waited for the Klingon’s arrival.
Commissioner Karlson
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