"Executive Turmoil"
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Setting: USS ANUBIS, Bridge
Stardate: 60326.1630
Following her visit to the bases detention area and her meeting with Lt. Cmdr. Abigail Ryan, the JAG officer assigned to help with the defence of Lt. Dawson, the Romulan/Terran hybrid returned to the ANUBIS to find no one else but the ship's avatar on the bridge. Having been designed to be the epitome of efficiency Annie immediately greeted the XO with a status report. "Welcome back Commander, the ship is secured, engineering teams from NEW ALEXANDRIA have already begun the repairs on the outer hull, preliminary reports are estimating three to four weeks for completion of all repairs and testing of the primary systems."
Not appearing pleased with the timeframe for the repairs, the Romulan/Terran hybrid did not seemed overly troubled by it when taking into account that while their CEO was being held for consideration for a court-martial neither the ship or its crew would be going anywhere. "Thank you Annie, has Capt. Rikar returned to the ship?"
Looking directly ahead of her as if reading something that was not there, the ANUBIS' avatar revealed by her actions that she was linked to the ship's system in far more ways than her humanoid appearance might have led some to believe. "Negative Commander, Capt. Rikar has not returned onboard the ANUBIS and is still unreachable."
Seeing the extended absence of their CO as a sign of things to come, like the proverbial clam before the storm, the XO decided to make the best use of the time available and headed for the Observation Lounge where she had left all of her work on behalf of David's defence. Thinking that in just over an hour she would have to meet with the JAG representative once again, the Romulan/Terran hybrid thought it best to review her accumulated notes and compile them into a clearer and easier to follow format.
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Setting: USS ANUBIS, Observation Lounge
Stardate: 60326.1730
While working on summarizing all of the information gathered to present for the CEO's defence time it seemed had come to a stand still for the ANUBIS' XO who had not realized that she had lost herself in her work until the voice of the ship's avatar filled the room. =/\= Cmdr. Serenna, there is a Lt. Cmdr. Abigail Ryan requesting permission to come onboard. =/\=
Looking at the time display on the far wall the Romulan/Terran hybrid was pleased to see that the JAG envoy seemed anxious to get to work having arrived ahead of schedule. Gathering the PADD on which the XO had copied the most prominent and useful information for their case the hybrid gave Annie the required instructions. "Thank you Annie, have Lt. Cmdr. Ryan escorted to the upper level of the Black Hole Lounge, I will meet her there in a few minutes."
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Setting: USS ANUBIS, Black Hole Lounge, Upper Level
Stardate: 60326.1745
Entering the quieter area of the public area of the ANUBIS, the Romulan/Terran hybrid could have passed as an Academy Cadet thanks to the amount of PADDs she had been carrying with her, but her rank insignia and seasoned features quickly dismissed that possibility. Seeing the JAG envoy already sitting at a table next to the wall the XO headed for the Lt. Cmdr.
Placing the PADD she had brought with on on the table, the XO greeted the other woman in nothing more than a professional way. "Welcome to the ANUBIS."
Looking up at the woman who had just joined her, Lt. Cmdr. Ryan accepted the welcome with a nod of her head while picking up one of the PADDs brought by the ship's XO. "Thank you, I will admit that I had never before seen a ship with such advanced technology as this one before, let alone four of them."
Reviewing what the Romulan/Terran hybrid had seen the last time she had looked through one of the base's windows, the XO suddenly realized that *all* of the SCARAB-Class ships had been within the protective structure of their base of operations. Taking a moment to think of the possible meaning for this, the hybrid sighed due to the fact that she had never seen or even heard of such an occurrence before now. The presence of both the SEKHMET and HORUS within NEW ALEXANDRIA while their sister ship was also there could only mean trouble.
Showing no outward concern for this odd occurrence the JAG envoy continued with the reason that had brought her and the Romulan/Terran hybrid to meet. "I see that you have done a great deal in researching and compiling for the preliminary hearing, it will make my job that much easier, thank you."
Doubting very much that the preliminary hearing would be any but easy the Romulan/Terran hybrid watched with mixed feelings as Lt. Cmdr. Ryan perused the content of the PADDs that had been made available to her both welcoming and despising the aid the woman offered. Taking care of representing David during the hearing and maybe even the court-martial had been a task that the XO had accepted not only out of duty for a fellow shipmate but also as a way to help a friend. Receiving help from a stranger from the JAG office seemed, as far as the hybrid had been concerned, to lessen the deed in a way that the ship's First Officer could not understand or even cared to acknowledge.
Waiting for the Jag envoy to finish with her reading of all the information she had provided the Romulan/Terran hybrid allowed her thoughts to venture back to the base and to the detention area where the CEO was being held. Not wanting to admit it out loud the XO was in a way happy that David had been brought to a more secured area, at least there he would have less chances of getting into trouble. This thought was quickly brought to an end when the voice of a security officer called for the ANUBIS' XO. =/\= Lt. Angleton to Lt. Cmdr. Serenna, please respond. =/\=
Looking at the JAG envoy as if asking who this lieutenant was, Lt. Cmdr. Ryan put the PADD she had been reading down onto the table and replied to the unspoken question. "Lt. Angleton is in charge of the Detention Area where Lt. Dawson is being held."
Reaching for her communicator certain that David had managed to find a way to get into trouble yet again, the Romulan/Terran hybrid answered the call. "Go ahead lieutenant, what can I do for you?"
Sounding troubled in some way the security officer tried his best to speak over the bellowing laughter that could be heard in the background. =/\= I am sorry to disturb you but Lt. Dawson has become agitated. He was requesting that you be contacted immediately but instead he was sedated, when he woke up only a few minutes ago he began laughing and trashing his cell. =/\=
Jumping into the conversation, Lt. Cmdr. Ryan appeared ready to fire everything she had at the junior lieutenant. "I left specific instructions that Lt. Dawson was *not* to be disturbed. Did anyone have contact with him prior to the first incident?"
Knowing that denying the facts would only further compound the error that he had done the lieutenant admitted to his mistake right away. =/\= I am sorry commander; I just wanted to speak with him and ask him a few questions. =/\=
Slamming her fist onto the tabletop the JAG envoy immediately intervened. "Lt. Angleton you are hereby relieved of duty until further notice. Lt. Cmdr. Serenna and I will be there shortly to assess the situation."
Quickly standing from their seats the two women headed back for the base certain that whatever had happened had not made their task of defending the ANUBIS' CEO any easier.
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Serena Switt {serena1141@yahoo.com.au}
Lieutenant Commander Serenna 2005 post #422
Executive Officer
USS ANUBIS
