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Do As I say. Not As I Do [PLOT]

Posted on Tue Aug 18th, 2020 @ 9:51am by Captain Malcom Llwyedd & Commander Hansel (Hans) Friedrech
Edited on on Tue Aug 18th, 2020 @ 9:53am

Mission: Mission 6: To Your Scattered Bodies Go
Location: Captain's Ready Room
Timeline: 19 May, 2395 - 1200 Hours


Malcom shook his head as he sat down in his office. He'd just finished dealing with Commander t'Aegis and Jackson. He was frustrated with both of them and their inability to find common ground to trust each other but he understood it. Neither of them had a traditional background for Starfleet service. That made them perfect in some ways and troublesome in others. Both were strong and capable. They were also both born loners, which wasn't the Starfleet way. He shifted the problem of their relationship to the back of his mind and steeled himself for what was to come. He had no choice but to report to Starfleet Command about what had happened. He had been an officer long enough to guess how it was going to go. Because of that, he needed to do one thing before he talk with command. He toggled a button on his display, opening a channel to Kipp.

"Kipp, please have to XO come see me at his convenience," Malcom said.

"Aye, sir," Kipp said and closed the channel.

Malcom sat back in his chair, wondering how things were going to go when he told the XO what he had in mind.

Commander Hans Friedrech sat in his study reading departmental reports when he was summoned. For a few weeks it seemed he had slipped back to his comfort zone and isolated himself to his office and his quarters. He tried to open up to the crew but it seemed they had already established their own familial community and he had absolutely no idea how to integrate or become a part of it. Arriving at the Captain's ready room Hans approached Kipp, "Is he ready for me," Hans asked without a proper greeting. Hans had gotten over the nerves of meeting with the Captain. In truth he had become extremely comfortable aboard the Firebird, but that has only made Hans started to close himself off again.

Kipp nodded. "Go right in, commander," the yeoman said and watched as the XO walked inside. He then discretely entered a sequence of codes that would bloack all recording devices inside the captain's ready room. Captain Llwyedd had asked him to do it but Kipp had a strong hunch about what was about to happen.

"Good luck, sir," Kipp said in a soft voice. Kipp felt as if everything was about to change.

Malcom tunred from a holomirror, still messing with the collar on his dress uniforms. It had been a year or more since he had worn the long waisted shirt with the tight collar. He nodded at his XO.

"Commander, please have a seat. I'd like to discuss something with you before my meeting with Starfleet Command," Malcom said. He finally got the last button to latch and slid into his own chair. What he was about to do would probably end his career. He felt that he owed his XO the truth.

"XO we are in a bad situation here, you know?" Malcom said and waited to see what his reply would be.

Hans looked around the room and thought about everything that he had read in reports. "Sir, I know things have been crazy the past few weeks, but you've only done what you thought was right." Hans paused and thought carefully about the man standing in front of him. "My opinion may not count for much, but if I'm questioned I'll stand by every decision you have made. Given our situation I imagine they will take in to account everything that has happened."

"I appreciate that, XO," Malcom said. "I want you to stay where you are and don't make a sound. I'm hoping this goes well but, if not, I want you to be out of the loop, if you understand." Malcom waited for Hans to nod and then opened a channel to Starfleet. Malcom sighed as a familiar face sprang into view. Malcom forced a smile onto his face.

"Admiral Lebel, how nice to see you again," Malcom said.

Amarante Lebel shook her head. "This isn't a social call, Malcom. I've been tasked with dealing with this report you filed to HQ."

"Fair enough, Admiral. What can I do to help you deal with it?" Malcom said.

The Admiral shifted in her seat, obviously uncomfortable with something. "Captain, this report is disturbing on a number of different levels. Unidentified Romulan agents managed to beam onto your ship without being detected, disable the vessel and then kidnap a member of your crew," the admiral said and then frowned. "Well, not really your crew. How can you explain this?"

Here we go thought Malcom. "Sir, the Firebird was undergoing maintenance at the time of the incursion. Many of our crew was on local leave on Empok Nor. Our information shows that the Romulan ship used advanced cloaking to get into transporter range and beam a small assault party onboard. We are investigating how that incursion went unidentified at the time. As for disableing the ship, my engineering team is examining the device as we speak. However, the crux of the matter is that it unleashed a feedback wave into the main power systems that caused an immediate cascading failure. My chief engineer tells me that the shutdown was actually a safety protocol."

The admiral's frown deepend. "So they had information about our systems and your current state of readiness?"

It was Malcom's turn to look uncomfortable. "Yes, sir. It appears that is the case."

Admiral Lebel brought her hands in front of her. "I hate to say this Captain but Starfleet Command can't help but notice that Commander Rhiana t'Aegis serves as your Chief of Security. She would have access to the necessary information needed to conduct this operation, wouldn't she?"

Malcom clenched his jaw and took a moment before replying. "Sir, it is true that Commander t'Aegis is knowledgeable about those things. But so are all of my senior staff. So am I," Malcom said.

"True but Commander t'Aegis has a slightly... different background than the rest of your staff," Admiral Lebel said.

"Frankly, I take offense to your line of questioning, sir," Malcom said. "Commander t'Aegis has served the Firebird and Starfleet incredibly well. She's a fine officer and an outstanding person. I trust her completely. If you've lost that much confidence in my judgement, then perhaps it is time for a different change."

Malcom's threat hung in the air for a moment. He locked eyes with the admiral, unwilling to flinch. He'd be damned if he let some administrators ruin a fine officer's career. He had never considered Rhiana as a threat to the ship or as part of the assault.

After a moment, the admiral sighed and sat back in her chair. "Calm down, Malcom. There's no need for such histrionics. It was just a thought."

"A poor thought," Malcom said. "Unworthy of us."

The admiral shook her head. "I would like updates as you get them from your staff. We need to know more about this technology. It represents a threat to the fleet."

"And what about Xavi?" Malcom asked.

"What about him?"

"I'd like permission to go after him. He's a ward of one of my crew and by extension, my responsibility," Malcom said.

"Request denied, captain. There are forces at play here that Starfleet doesn't want to get involved with," The admiral said.

Malcom sat forward, his eyes narrowing. "Sir..."

"Enough, Captain Llwyedd. Your request is denied. No further conversation on this topic is required. Lebel out," the Admiral said and the screen went blank.

There was silence in the room for longer than Hans could take. Although he hadn't known the Captain long he knew that the Captain wouldn't allow for anyone removed from his ship Starfleet or civilian and that even is the Admiral ordered him to stand down this would be something the man felt he had to do. Hans broke the silence trying to calm to anger he felt in the room.

"That went better than I thought, the concerns about Rhiana were to be expected." Hans paused a second measuring the man in front of him. Malcom was man that put the interest and lives of his crew before him everyday. "With everything that is happening perhaps it might be better we bench her. I could take over the department a while. Perhaps, she could 'go on leave,'" Hans rubbed his beard. "A few of the crew may want to join her ... before the trail gets cold. I'm pretty sure I could requisition a run-a-bout from Empok Nor."

The orders from the admiral were clear. The Firebird was to stay out of it, but a few crew on leave one of the the legal guardian of the child in question. If they stumbled onto the kidnappers with the Firebird's quick response time they should be able to handle anything threat especially if their progress was closely monitored. Hans smiled at the Captain, waiting to see if the Captain understood his thoughts.

Malcom thought it over for a while, considering the option. It wasn't a bad idea. "I appreciate the idea, XO. But it rubs me the wrong way to let one of my people hang in the breeze. I'm also worried how a runabout would hold up against a full sized Romulan ship," Malcom said and shook his head. "No. I'm going after Xavi with the Firebird. Orders be damned. I'd like you to place a statement into the log saying that you officially objected to my decision but were overruled."

Malcom stood up. "We're going to get Xavi. The punishment will fall on my shoulders alone. Let's get moving."


Captain Malcom Llwyedd
Commanding Officer
USS Firebird NCC-88298

Commander Hansel Friedrech
Executive Officer
USS Firebird NCC-88298


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Comments (2)

By Lieutenant JG Owen Woodhouse on Tue Aug 18th, 2020 @ 10:05am

I love this post, it feels like a true moment for Malcom and definitely something you would see in Trek movie. In my head, I'm hearing the dramatic music already. <3

By Warrant Officer Arlan Harlan on Tue Aug 18th, 2020 @ 1:22pm

Yeah this is a great exchange and sets up a very exciting series of events. Well done!