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       / || \         UCIP Starfleet Command, Fourth Fleet
      /  ||  \             U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-97901
   .-/   ||   \-.   Lt. Commander Jarod Bentall, Commanding
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   .-_  \||/  _-.             -[ SD  240001.10 ]-

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 Jarod sat on the bridge watching the stars zip by on the main viewscreen.
 Looking around the bridge he watched as the crew went through their
 routines. He began to wonder if he really was cut out for a command this
 early in his career. Starfleet seemed to think so. Why else had they
 confirmed him as Commander Lora's replacement.

 "Time to the asteroid belt Mr. Dejat?"

 Dejat turned and looked at his CO. "Six hours and twenty minutes Captain."

 Jarod nodded. "Thank you Lieutenant." He went back to starring at the view
 screen trying to decide if he liked being called Captain yet.

 His thoughts were interrupted by the duty tactical officer behind him.
 "Message coming in from Starfleet Command, Captain. Eyes only."

 Jarod turned in his seat to eye the young officer. "Put it through to my
 ready room Ensign." Rising, he walked over to and entered his ready room,
 missing the acknowledgement from the nervous Ensign.

 Sitting down at his desk, he paused a moment. "Is this reality or is it a
 dream?" He asked aloud to no one.

 He tapped the acknowledgement on his desk terminal and began to read what
 Starfleet expected of the ship and her crew during the war games.

 After a few moment he sat back and sighed. These games were going to put the
 crew through things that some of them would feel uncomfortable with.

 Well it was time to inform the senior staff what they could expect during
 the next few days.

 He opened the ship wide comm channel. "This is Commander Bentall. All senior
 staff to the conference lounge." Closing the channel he went through the
 orders one last time before leaving the room.

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Crew Roster:
	Commanding Officer:           LCdr. Jardo Bentall        (Alffred)
	Executive Officer:            Lcdr. Aesir Lisbon         (Garstini)
	Marine Commandant:            LMaj. Jeremy Ironside      (Fraser)
	Company Commander Alfa:       2nd Lt. Darek Halkins      (Durron)
	Squadron Leader:              2nd Lt. Kat McClellan      (Allie)
	Chief Flight Operations:      Lt. Fornan Dejat           (Ryan)
	Chief Engineer:               Lt. T'Prax                 (T'Prax)
	Assistant Engineer:           Cdt. Zunite Oswald         (Sonya)
	Chief Science:                LCdr. Donal tr'Ragarok     (Ragarok)
	Chief Medical:                Ens. Adam Barnes           (Barnes)
	Bartender:                    Dalton                     (Heiwa)

Positions Available:
	Chief Tactical Officer:       Available                  (---)
	Assistant Tactical:           Available                  (---)
        Assistant Science:            Available                  (---)

On Leave of Absense:
        Command Liaison Interface:    Savant / EMH / EEH         (Mouse)

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Dan "Alffred" Chadwick
Lt. Commander Jarod Bentall, U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-97901
http://www.ussrenegade.com/coro2400/