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Reflection

Posted on Tue Jun 27th, 2017 @ 9:23am by

567 words; about a 3 minute read

Mission: Unknown Life, Unknown Dangers
Location: Bridge

As I watched on the sensors the scene unfold on the Civic I couldn't help but shake the feeling that this was not over with. Like time, it was a companion but I didn't know what ghoulish nightmares it would throw at us. For one minute everything was peaceful and the next the Civic was abuzz with lifesigns that were not present a moment prior. We'd lost contact for no explainable reason and later revealed one of the away team was lost.

I was glad that my Wife had returned but I wondered, had we just leapt the first hurdle in a long chain of them or was this just the lull before a raging storm that would once again threaten the Dreadnought with death and destruction?

Even as I watched the Civic strain and struggle to remain powered before once again falling into darkness it showed everyone that the unexpected even in this day and age could still kill.

"Sir, power readings on the Civic have failed, backup generators will cease operating in two minutes. Lifesigns are diminishing."

I still had Zan's fighter group on sensors and they had formed a medium range blockade of the area while the Commodore determined his next step. Like most of the crew they were still feeling out this new Captain and some still shocked over the sudden departure of Captain Havrelli. Word had already spread that Havrelli had gone in to bat for us costing him the command but the respect he'd earned from that one act was massive.

I knew deep down that things would never be the same as they were under Admiral S'iraa, even if he was on board and once again the ship as his personal Flagship command remained Hood's.

Still though the more I thought about it the more I wanted to talk to Ayla about the future, we'd just lost one Daughter and work was a major play in our lives. Sooner or later one of us would have to step back and play the family person and honestly I felt I was the better choice. Ayla was the First Officer, she'd earned it after all these years and a worthy assignment on an Ascension class and flagship to boot. I'd peaked out, gone as far as I could go and I knew that, Ayla could one day become Captain of her own ship but me, I'd walked to the finish line, as far as I could go.

I didn't know what Ayla would think or how she'd take it but I hoped she would understand at least talking about it.

With all the new additions however I felt that my loss would be lessened, the new Chief of Security seemed eager and capable, two things a must in that role with a ship this size but deep down part of me missed the days in green and getting dirty. Oh how family life changes things!

Minutes passed, then more until the ship returned to the same state as when we found it. Barren, lifeless, vented. "Sir, readings are as before, no power readings or life signs detected."

I didn't know what the Commodore would do, part of why I missed the Admiral, at least you could get a feel for what he intended to do about something. Still, he was the Captain and I'd follow orders, I'd hold my judgement for later.

 

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