U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-97901

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/ || \ UCIP Starfleet Command, Second Fleet
/ || \ U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-97901
.-/ || \-. Commander Tebrun Lora, Commanding
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"Commander?" Tebrun laughed, his voice a mixture of amusement and relief.

"Ironic, isn't it?" Vice Admiral Brian Aldur responded with almost equal
amusement. His face and voice were nearly overcome by the static of the
connection. This was a result of both the several layers of encryption they
had gone through and the fact that the entire transmission had been piggy-
backed to Coronado through another transmission meant for that area.
"However, that's the best I can do and still keep your background and
history out of the records. If Starfleet Intelligence discovered who really
has the ship, they'd send half the sector fleet after you. So,
congralations, Commander Tebrun Lora, and keep your head down. Now, tell me
what happened at Antares."

After leaving the Sol system, U.S.S. Coronado had made a beeline for the
Antares Fleetyards. Once there, the ship had been fully stocked for six
months cruising and picked up enough of a crew to stay away from the
Confederation core systems for a while. Commander Lora filled Aldur in on
all of this, then concluded with "We also passed along your orders to launch
the U.S.S. Katana as quickly as possible."

The connection became particularly rough for a few seconds, and when it
returned, Aldur was nodding. "--ood. Proceed into Beta quadrant,
specifically sectors 10800 through 11200. We've picked up a number of
requests for assistance from that area, including a priority three from
the cultural research station in the Zadar system."

"We'll proceed there now, Admiral." Tebrun paused as he looked at the
older man. "Admiral, won't Bordeaux take action against you for Katana
and Coronado?"

"Don't worry about me, Commander. I've been through worse. Besides, it's
too early." The image cleared long enough to see that Aldur's face was
both worried and determined. "If she lets her plans slip now, half of
Starfleet will come down on her, wondering what's going on. The key is
not to panic."

"Good advice in any situation," Lora replied, suddenly amused again.

Aldur nodded, and the transmission once again started getting rough.
"We're about to lose our connection, Commander, but I'll stay in touch.
Starfleet out."

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Crew Roster:
Commanding Officer: Cmdr. Tebrun Lora (Jester)
Executive Officer: LCdr. Velorna Tal (Ol Army)
Marine Commandant: LMaj. Jamie Brennan (Juliet)
Chief Tactical: Lt. Sieven Drexler (Garstini)
Assistant Tactical: Ens. Timothy Bruce (Phoenix)
Chief Flight Operations: Lt. (JG) Fornan Dejat (Ryan)
Chief Engineer: Lt. Jarod Bentall (Alffred)
Assistant Engineer: Ens. Titan (Eric)
Company Commander Alfa: 1Lt. Jeremy Ironside (Reaver)
Company Commander Bravo: 1Lt. Stephen Sirius (Sirius)
Squadron Leader: 1Lt. Terrance Dauber (Santiago)
Chief Science: Lt. Traqzis Trq (Nephy)
Assistant Science: Cdt. Zunite Oswald (Sonya)
Chief Medical: EMH (Mouse)
Bartender: Dalton (Heiwa)

Positions Available: None

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Ross Glenn aka Jester
Commander Tebrun Lora, U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-97901
http://www.ussrenegade.com/coro2400/