Chapter 7: Mission Saint
Lieutenant Commander Ree smiled. For the first time, Callandor was being hailed. Admiral Jane Covey appeared on the screen, pleased at his smile. She'd always reminded Ree of a judge; stern but kindhearted, forgiving but wiseminded.
"Mr. Ree," she addressed, "How goes mission preparations?"
"Very well, Admiral," he replied.
"I'd like to speak to Captain Riker," she commanded, "I have your first mission in my hand."
Admiral Covey displayed a data PADD, a smile edging onto her face.
"I'll have him here straight away, sir."
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Riker, Troi, and al'Vere arrived on the Bridge, excited to hear the news.
"Good morning, Admiral Covey," Riker greeted, standing expectantly and confidently before the screen, "Don't tell me you have bad news already."
"Actually, Captain, you are going to prevent bad news from happening, I hope. Your ship's first mission probably isn't as exciting as you were probably hoping for. You are to take Federation Envoy T'Kel Kelak to Despar VI. There you will rendezvous with other Federation officials. Coordinates to follow."
"Detail to follow, Admiral?"
"Further details are classified, but Envoy Kelak will divulge information to you as needed and as is necessary. You are scheduled to depart in 4 hours. Envoy Kelak will be beamed aboard shortly."
"Thank you, Admiral."
"And you, Captain. Good luck, and have a safe trip."
Riker smiled as the communication ended—he then caught a nervous look from the counselor. He turned to his second officer.
"Final preparation status, Ree," he ordered, "and find a volunteer to escort the Envoy to her quarters when she arrives. I will be reviewing mission coordinates and other information in my Ready Room."
The captain glanced at the crew available on the Bridge. Time to trust people, he thought. He went with his instincts.
"Boelin, al'Vere, Troi…to my Ready Room please. You have the Bridge, Lieutenant Commander."
The requested members followed him, and Ree took a seat in the captain's chair.
Lieutenant Commander Ree smiled. For the first time, Callandor was being hailed. Admiral Jane Covey appeared on the screen, pleased at his smile. She'd always reminded Ree of a judge; stern but kindhearted, forgiving but wiseminded.
"Mr. Ree," she addressed, "How goes mission preparations?"
"Very well, Admiral," he replied.
"I'd like to speak to Captain Riker," she commanded, "I have your first mission in my hand."
Admiral Covey displayed a data PADD, a smile edging onto her face.
"I'll have him here straight away, sir."
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Riker, Troi, and al'Vere arrived on the Bridge, excited to hear the news.
"Good morning, Admiral Covey," Riker greeted, standing expectantly and confidently before the screen, "Don't tell me you have bad news already."
"Actually, Captain, you are going to prevent bad news from happening, I hope. Your ship's first mission probably isn't as exciting as you were probably hoping for. You are to take Federation Envoy T'Kel Kelak to Despar VI. There you will rendezvous with other Federation officials. Coordinates to follow."
"Detail to follow, Admiral?"
"Further details are classified, but Envoy Kelak will divulge information to you as needed and as is necessary. You are scheduled to depart in 4 hours. Envoy Kelak will be beamed aboard shortly."
"Thank you, Admiral."
"And you, Captain. Good luck, and have a safe trip."
Riker smiled as the communication ended—he then caught a nervous look from the counselor. He turned to his second officer.
"Final preparation status, Ree," he ordered, "and find a volunteer to escort the Envoy to her quarters when she arrives. I will be reviewing mission coordinates and other information in my Ready Room."
The captain glanced at the crew available on the Bridge. Time to trust people, he thought. He went with his instincts.
"Boelin, al'Vere, Troi…to my Ready Room please. You have the Bridge, Lieutenant Commander."
The requested members followed him, and Ree took a seat in the captain's chair.