On Thu, 21 Jun 2001, Julie Yakes wrote:
> > "There are different interpretations on those reports, Admiral. You have
> >yours and I have mine. SO if you take me and my XO back to earth, who will
> >run the outpost? You do not have anyone qualifies here to do that, now do
> >you???" he replied his anger being partly tempered by the ferosity of the
> >cat's demeanor.
>
> "Actually, I have two people alrrready lined up to rrreplace you. They will
> be inforrmed of theirrr new positions afterr I am done with you. I've
> examined theirrr rrrecorrds and found them to have exactly the skills and
> experrrience rrrequirred to rrrun an outpost such as this, with efficiency
> and safety in mind. As to interrrprretations, Commanderrr, yourrrs have
> alrrready put severrral people in sickbay. I will not let you continue
> until they put someone into a body bag." The pips on her collar meant that
> her interpretation was really the only one that mattered anyway. "Herrre
> arrre yourrr trrransferr orrrderrs," she said, putting a PADD in front of
> each of them. "That is all," she said by way of a dismissal.
>
They were stil in shock at the events and the nature of the
meeting. It took them a moment to properly recover. Once they did they
got up and walked out, still in some form of disbelief. She could hear
them talking in the hall.
"What in the hell are we going to do now? She is takingus back to
earth. We can not go there. My career will be ruined." the young thing
said.
"Oh shut up. I have a headache." Brell said walking down the
hall towards his quarters. "Go pack."
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