>>Upon beam down Steven quickly oriented himself. He was not at the main >>building, but one of the other buildings that made up the campus that was >>called Starfleet Command. >> >>The Transporter Officer said as they materialized, "Special Operations is >>on levels 8 and 9. Marine expeditionary unit 23 is on level 2." > >Steven nodded. > >"Thanks." He said to the transporter officer. "I'm Commander Liridian. >Would you happen to know on which level I've been required to go?" > >"Yes, sir. Level 9. That would be the command offices for special >operations. Captain Aurellius is expecting you. He called down here a >few minutes ago."
"Thank you. I apprieciate the information." With those words said, he left the Transporter Room and made his way over to the level he had been directed to. >When he made it up there, he found the office was busseling with >activity. There was definately something going on, but he knew that >already. He did get a look at the hole in the side of Spacedock as the >Protector docked. The receptionist directed Liridian back to the where >the main offices were. He passed by the office of Vice Admiral Kitanya, >the CO of Spec Ops on the way to the office of Captain Aurellius, Chief of >Staff- Special Operations. > >His aide was not at her desk, and his doors were open. He could go right >in. Cautiously, Steven first poked his head inside to see if anyone was actually inside Captain Aurellius' office. [hmmm?] Liridian out. The Truth is Out There. Trust No One. Deny Everything - The X-Files "If you call a politician a perfect, conniving, sneaking, plotting, two-faced, untrustworthy, lying low life, is that libelous or a compliment?" - "The Confused Philosopher"-Royal Canadian Air Farce-04 April 2003 Engineer-In-Training - BSEE 2003. Can Grad School be far behind? _______________________________________________ Spacedock mailing list [EMAIL PROTECTED] http://scifi-rpgs.com/mailman/listinfo/spacedock_scifi-rpgs.com
