Vandermeer shot Rios a side-eye glance, accompanied by a smirk. “Look, I don’t want a mutiny on my hands, but you all know our duty.”
“Patrol the Vayt System,” Rios says. 1/5
“Right,” Vandermeer says. “I know patrol duty isn’t exactly why we joined Starfleet, but it’s our duty. And the ibn Majid damn well will do it’s duty.”
“Yes, Captain,” Sol and Rios say.
“After that,” Vandermeer says. 2/5
“Let’s circle back to check out Sol’s ‘weird nebula,’ alright?” Vandermeer says.
Rios grins as the bridge crew nod, assured in the integrity and compassion of their Captain.
“Captain, an unknown vessel just dropped out of warp,” J’Ral reports. 3/5
“On screen,” Vandermeer orders, leaning forward in his chair. “What’re we looking at?”
“I’ve never seen a ship like that,” Rios says. “But it’s small. Can’t have more than a handful of people on board.”
“I’m not detecting any lifeforms,” Sol says. 4/5
“Tactical analysis, Lieutenant,” Rios orders.
“Aye, sir,” J’Ral replies.
“Open a channel, Ensign Sol,” Vandermeer orders, standing to his feet. “You wanted to check out a ‘weird nebula;’ looks like you got a ‘weird ship’ instead.”
“Yes, sir,” Sol replies, smiling. 5/5
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“I’m all for the personnel serving with me to express what they’re feeling, but,” begins Jellico. “There’s a time and place for it. And that time and place is not on my bridge during a crisis.”
Kovich sits still, peering at Jellico through his glasses.
1/10
“If we’re thrust into a chaotic situation, the survival of my ship and crew depends on the orderly implementation of my commands by my bridge crew,” Jellico explains. “I would expect the same of my own child during a crisis.”
“So you are a father?” Kovich asks.
2/10
“Yes,” Jellico replies. “I have a son.”
“Have you ever been with him during a crisis?” Kovich asks.
“As a matter of fact, I have,” Jellico answers. “The Cairo was about to enter into a pretty nast ion storm.”
3/10
“Did you have a specific program in mind?” Saru asks.
“Perhaps, you might show me Kaminar?” T’Rina replies.
“It would bring me great joy to show you my home,” Saru replies, excited. “Uh, Zora. Please run program Saru 1.” 1/5
Simulated grains of sand vibrated into form beneath Saru and T’Rina’s feet. The hush of the tide streaking the beach conspires with the whisper of the trees to pull their anxious minds.
“In here, it is almost possible to forget about the danger the DMA poses,” T’Rina says. 2/5
“I am sorry that your home is in danger,” Saru says. “I know too well the pain of—of not being able to return to one’s home.”
T’Rina nods. “The scent is—intoxicating.”
“Ah yes,” Saru says. “The kelp is almost ready for harvest.” 3/5