>"Yes, Admiral. He will probably be routed with Admiral Black to the USS
Hopkins. If you are coming to meet them, I would go straight there."
"Thank you, I will. Have a rrreporrt compiled on rrrecent felinid
activity, and also an update on ourrr unit prrreparredness in all
sectorrrs. These folks arrre all on high alerrrt and I want to make surrre
those that don't need to be can back the alerrrt level down. The last
thing we need is forrr something to happen and ourrr people arrre too
exhausted to perrrforrm safely. Also get me a rrreporrt on those units who
will likely need to rrremain at high alerrrt, so I can move otherrr teams
in as second and thirrrd shifts."
"We'll have it ready for when you arrive. We also got word that we are moving from
Spacedock to Earth? How long is this going to last?"
{response}
"Good thing we were already set up to work planetside.... We will be ready upon your
arrival. "
"Thanks. I'll come to the office afterrr I get done talking to Koloth.
Kitanya out." She tapped her combadge with a claw and headed for the
Hopkins. She was running on adrenaline, and she didn't know how long it
would last. But then again, she'd make it last, no matter what the cost.
She'd work until she dropped dead, and she was starting to think that might
be a blessing.
Getting to the USS Hopkins was not an easy task, but someone with her rank and
position was able to cut through most of the red tape. She arrived to find that the
ship was surreally peaceful. There was not the din of activity that always seemed to
fill the air at SF Command or on Spacedock. This was a strange place. At least until
she neared the part of the ship that contained the triage center. That place was a
fury of activity. Well organized, but busy nontheless.
She was directed out of the triage center to one of the treatment areas. It was
similar to an emergency room where there was a central desk/monitoring center where
each little room was monitored. The little rooms, some of them large rooms with
dividers separating individual treatment beds, were along the rim of the treatment
center. There must have been over 20 such rooms. In room 5, a solitary room, was
Koloth. He had not been there long, and nurse was treating the flesh wounds and the
doctor was working on a head injury. They were taking over from where the field medic
and ships lone medical officer had left off. While he was griping, he was allowing
them to work. He knew the benefits of working with the Federation, better doctors...
{Kitanya???}
Co-GM of Spacedock
GM of JSOC
Characters:
Adm. Samuel Lasiter, RAdm. Markus Garibaldi, and a host of others.
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