Post by Captain Jeff Addison on May 8, 2012 7:51:20 GMT -5
Addison walked through the halls of the Imperial palace as if it were his own. The ornate columns, and priceless wall paintings suited him. He was a man of accomplishment. It wasn't a perfect situation by far. He would have liked his promotion given by anyone other than that relic Christienne. Something of this nature should have been done by the Emperor himself, and Addison had not missed the implied slight.
The ceremony, if you called it that, was brief and to the point. The Admiral wanted no more to do them him than he her. She handed him the pips rather than pin them on and left the stage. It didn't matter. Whether they liked the end results the bargain was struck, and fulfilled. So the newly minted Commodore walked around with his head up high and his manhood at attention. This was his day, and the rest be damned.
The actual headquarters of this 'section to be named later', were humble. Yes there was the base of Von Doring, but it had been ordered destroyed. Apparently, it was another of the royal family's little jokes. Whatever was to be made of this section, Addison would be doing on his own. He walked into the small one room office, and met a yeoman who wasn't sure what she was doing there. Her named turned out to be Theresa Logan. She seemed capable enough. Addison didn't find he needed to repeat anything.
He scanned through the files and found several designs taken from various races on the other side. They all had potential, but nothing could be done without funding and authority. He had just been promoted so authority was not there yet. He sat down and scratched his head. He noticed something: Von Doring had been run out but the base hadn't been destroyed yet. No doubt the emperor wanted to probe its secrets. Addison wasn't sure that would work for him. He decided. He had to stay here, on Earth to get his plans into motion but he could send Dominique to the base.
He quickly typed out a message and coded it for his XO. She would go to that base get the full download plus any prototypes laying around and destroy it. He smiled to himself as he tapped the send button. He didn't have the respect now, but he would.
The ceremony, if you called it that, was brief and to the point. The Admiral wanted no more to do them him than he her. She handed him the pips rather than pin them on and left the stage. It didn't matter. Whether they liked the end results the bargain was struck, and fulfilled. So the newly minted Commodore walked around with his head up high and his manhood at attention. This was his day, and the rest be damned.
The actual headquarters of this 'section to be named later', were humble. Yes there was the base of Von Doring, but it had been ordered destroyed. Apparently, it was another of the royal family's little jokes. Whatever was to be made of this section, Addison would be doing on his own. He walked into the small one room office, and met a yeoman who wasn't sure what she was doing there. Her named turned out to be Theresa Logan. She seemed capable enough. Addison didn't find he needed to repeat anything.
He scanned through the files and found several designs taken from various races on the other side. They all had potential, but nothing could be done without funding and authority. He had just been promoted so authority was not there yet. He sat down and scratched his head. He noticed something: Von Doring had been run out but the base hadn't been destroyed yet. No doubt the emperor wanted to probe its secrets. Addison wasn't sure that would work for him. He decided. He had to stay here, on Earth to get his plans into motion but he could send Dominique to the base.
He quickly typed out a message and coded it for his XO. She would go to that base get the full download plus any prototypes laying around and destroy it. He smiled to himself as he tapped the send button. He didn't have the respect now, but he would.
