> It took just a few hours for the USS Protector to leave Ramesar space, and > another few to rendez vous with the escort - two frigates. Traveling with > two ships fresh from Earth ended much of the nervousness, as they were able > to transmit updated casuality lists, damage reports, and other news via ultra > short range line of sight communications. However, once they returned to > warp, it was back to silence... > > Bedru was relieved to hear that Lorin was ok. He suffered only minor > injuries, and was back on duty. Others were not so lucky. Commander M'Rrenn > had died at the funeral of Admiral Lasiter's son. Rear Admiral Garibaldi had > also been shot, but was expected to pull through. The news of two long time > friends would surely effect the boss...
Bedru exited her quarters and acknowledged the security officers that stood outside the door. Her goal was simple, but she felt it necessary. It was possible that some of the crew would have family or colleagues who were injured or killed. It was also quite possible that some would be affected by the attack on Star Fleet and see it as an attack on themselves. She had to be seen and make them know that they could and should be confident that Star Fleet continued to function as a strong presence. She walked to the primary recreation center of the ship. Outside the door, however, she asked the security guards to give her distance. She could not very well suggest confidence with an armed guard in tow. (reaction?) Bedru ends ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Randye Jones aka Adm. Carrhae t'Llhweiir and Adm. Candance Bedru [EMAIL PROTECTED] Goin' where no musician has gone before! _______________________________________________ Spacedock mailing list [EMAIL PROTECTED] http://scifi-rpgs.com/mailman/listinfo/spacedock_scifi-rpgs.com
