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/ || \ UCIP Starfleet Command, Fourth Fleet
/ || \ U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-97901
.-/ || \-. Commander Tebrun Lora, Commanding
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"The commander of the Silhouette is here to see you now, Captain," Ensign
Relorgah said over the combadge.
"Thank you, Ensign," Captain Kile said. "Please send him in." A moment
later, the door to the Enterprise Ready Room opened, and the Silhouette's
CO entered. The Silhouette was one of the Starfleet vessels in close
formation about the Traxati hypergate. Not a particularly important vessel,
the Silhouette was nevertheless tasked to be one of the first ships through
the gate after the Coronado finished her scouting run -- she was a scout
ship, mounting excellent sensors.
"Thank you for seeing me, Captain," the CO of the Silhouette said. He was
an older Ullian male with greying hair and Lt. Commander's rank. Kile's
practiced eye caught a slightly haunted look. The Trill nodded.
"Of course, Commander. Have a seat," he said, indicating the chair across
from his desk. "What is it that you wanted to see me about?" Kile asked,
settling into his own chair and bringing up a report on his computer screen.
"I understand that you're currently talking to the officers on the
Coronado," the Ullian said quietly, settling into his chair.
Kile looked up, his face impassive. "That's not exactly commmon knowledge,
Commander," he said. "What exactly do you know about it?"
"I know everything, Captain. I know that they're from 87 years in the past,
I know the CO is Commander Tebrun Lora, and I know exactly what their
mission is," the Silhouette's CO said quietly. "Your people have done an
excellent job hiding it, but it would be impossible to hide it from me."
Kile turned off his terminal, annoyed. "I see," he said, drumming his
fingers on the desk before stopping. Kile leaned forward, and examined the
older man closely. "What did you say your name was again?" he asked.
"Dalton," the Ullian said, almost sadly. "Lt. Commander Dalton."
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Crew Roster:
Commanding Officer: Cmdr. Tebrun Lora (Jester)
Marine Commandant: LMaj. Jeremy Ironside (Fraser)
Company Commander Alfa: 2nd Lt. Darek Halkins (Durron)
Squadron Leader: 2nd Lt. Kat McClellan (Allie)
Chief Tactical: Lt. Sieven Drexler (Garstini)
Assistant Tactical: Ens. T'Prax (TPrax)
Chief Flight Operations: Lt. Fornan Dejat (McC)
Chief Engineer: Lt. Jarod Bentall (Alffred)
Assistant Engineer: Ens. Titan (Eric)
Chief Science: LCdr. Donal tr'Ragarok (Ragarok)
Assistant Science: Cdt. Zunite Oswald (Sonya)
Chief Medical: Ens. Adam Barnes (Barnes)
Bartender: Dalton (Heiwa)
Positions Available:
Executive Officer: Available (---)
On Leave of Absense:
Command Liaison Interface: Savant / EMH / EEH (Mouse)
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Ross Glenn aka Jester
Commander Tebrun Lora, U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-97901
http://www.ussrenegade.com/coro2400/