Chapter 4
Commodore Clarkz, sitting at the helm, spun round on his chair to face Admiral Woof, stood up, and announced, "Assault team has been selected Admiral, and we are awaiting your orders" He was eager to get into battle, as he had missed the encounter on Risa, due to him being on sick leave. Admiral Woof had informed him of the Risa adventure on his return to duty.
"Who have you selected Clarkz?" inquired Woof.
"There's yourself, me, Ecurb, Charm, M'Tilloch, Q, and Dr.Romar", replied Clarkz.
"A magnificent seven eh!" said Woof, his chest swelling with pride, as he knew this was the team to get the job done. Clarkz had chosen well, he thought to himself.
His thoughts were interrupted by Sandrina Romar "Does my husband have to go on this mission, Admiral?" she asked.
"Have no fear, dear lady", replied Woof, reassuring the doctor's wife, "Your husband talents as a medic might be required, but I hope not. He can handle himself in any situation"
Sandrina nodded in agreement, and said at length "Yes I know, but this is the first time I've been with him when he's gone out on a mission"
As if on cue, Dr. Romar stepped out of the turbo-lift onto the bridge. "Everything okay?" asked the doctor, as he sensed he was the topic of conversation just before he came onto the bridge. As well as his medi-kit bag on his shoulder, he was armed with a phaser rifle, and a Mek'leth was strapped to his right thigh.
"Everything's fine doctor" replied Woof, looking first at the doctor and then to Romar's wife. Turning back to the doctor, Woof nodded in his direction and remarked "A bit over-dressed for a medic aren't you?" referring to his choice of weaponry, "Are you planning to treat injuries or inflict them?"
"Both!" said Romar emphatically.
"No point hanging about then" Clarkz cut in, "Fortune favours the brave" he said optimistically.
With that, Sandrina walked over to her husband and gave him a hug, and as he walked away, he turned and said, "I'll be back".