> Steven nodded. "I did, but she was summoned away for another meeting > while I was discussing what to do. I was asking for your recommendations > largely due to the fact that I have not had time to interact much with the > other people in Special Operations, other than with those with whom I > have returned on that joint taskforce. I would like to take the best people > with me, naturally, but I am also open to any recommendations." > > [OOC: in player parlance, this is known as covering one's ass. Especially > since the PLAYER is feeling lost *wry* Besides, how much would a > *Commander* really know if all of this information was classified or > something, > as it seems it likely would have been... and he's only recently joined > Spec.Ops, right?]
(ooc: this player might understand, but her pc doesn't. if liridian was given command of the mission, it's his responsibility to do the research necessary and to get whatever security clearances he didn't already have. sorry, but t'llhweiir is not going to do his job for him. christina, as a player, i've contacted chris and aj many times to get info, especially when i've lost touch with the storyline. they are really good at getting me back on track. give em a "call," ok?) (*snip*) > >t'Llhweiir looked at Liridian. She would see just what he was made of. > >"Commander Liridian, do you have any questions?" > > "One main one to go with the bunch of little ones: Is there 'for certain' > information > as to where this came from? And do we know this is not just some trick > played by > whatever group had held them or killed them to lead any investigative team > into > an ambush? After all, it's very easy to get partial prints and skin cells > into something > if the person those were coming from were dead." > > "No, Commander. We have no way of determining exactly where this object came > from, at least not from what information that we have thus far. The dirt > found on the communicator could have come from any number of places. To know > more about where it was found you would have to ask the being that turned it > in. We do know that it is a genuine Starfleet issue item. We matched tracer > elements that are built into the components with Starfleet records. It is > beyond any doubt one of ours. As for your last question, well that is what > you field operative types are for. You have to answer that one on your own. > The lab can tell us quite a lot, but not everything.", Rodan answered. t'Llhweiir face was completely expressionless, which had sent more than one Intell officer into a virtual panic. She said, "Commander Rodan, please give a copy of your reports to Commander Liridian when they are ready. t'Llhweiir out." She made certain that the connection was broken before she met Liridian's eyes. "Commander, I do not know the circumstances under which you got this mission, but I must say that I am concerned that you seem so unprepared to handle it. "At this moment, I do not believe my time nor yours is being served by continuing this meeting. Make the time *now* to get up-to-speed. I will see you tomorrow at 1000 hours. If you are not better prepared, then I will express my concerns to your commanding officer. "Do we understand one another?" The words were spoken with such icy calm that the room temp must have dropped forty degrees. (response) "Dismissed, Commander." t'Llhweiir ends ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ | Randye Jones |) aka Adm. Carrhae t'Llhweiir and Adm. Candance Bedru /| Spacedock Role-Playing Game ( | ) [EMAIL PROTECTED] | Boldly goin' where no musician has gone before! _______________________________________________ Spacedock mailing list [EMAIL PROTECTED] http://scifi-rpgs.com/mailman/listinfo/spacedock_scifi-rpgs.com
