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Captain's Log, Captain Simon Warner Recording.
Now Adams wants me to contact the USS Tyler and the USS Madison to get some background information on Accel. I've already offered to connect to them via subspace, but she insists that the three crew meet in person. Also, I've been having trouble with Major General Shirat and these Valerians who just requested asylum. I've decided to grant them asylum, but Shirat claims this is his jurisdiction, so he's put in a formal request to starfleet that I deny asylum. On a lighter note, our sick Ensign has been revived to normal thanks to a mysterious donation by someone named Grok. I intend to find out who this man is, and thank him formally. He saved me a lot of trouble. I'm tired. Long day today. I'm gonna get some sleep before something dramatic happens. END LOG ENTRY
BEGIN COMPUTER RECORDING Scene: Warner's Quarters. He's just finished his log entry and is about to get into bed. The doorbell rings. Warner scoffs and shuffles his feet over to the door. It opens, and it's Major General Shirat.
Warner: Not now, Shirat.
Shirat: I must protest. Those men must not be allowed to remain here!
Warner: Dammit, General, it's 2200hrs! I've been up since 0500 and I really don't have the energy to argue with you right now. Now get out of my quarters or get off my ship!
Shirat: I'm not moving until you give me a good reason to let those men stay here.
Warner: Because I said so.
Shirat: I outrank you, Captain.
Warner: Like hell you do! You're not even really Starfleet. This is my ship. I have perogitive. If you have a problem, talk to Adams.
Shirat: I am a flag officer! I demand that you give me the proper respect.
Warner: And I demand that you let me get a little sleep. Good Night, Shirat!
(Taps a button near the door and locks the door shut, almost closing it on Shirat's head.)
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Scene: The brig, the next day. Accel sits in his cell behind a force field. Warner stands on the other side, angry.
Warner: Do you understand the position you put me in? What's Starfleet going to say? I get command of this vessel, and within a week, you've disobeyed an a direct order and put this ship in potential danger.
Accel: I don't want to talk to you right now.
Warner: I'm your Captain. I order you to explain your actions.
Accel: Too bad. I've been relieved of duty. You can't order me around anymore.
Warner: *Disgusted, he turns around and leaves. In the corridor, he runs into Shirat* Not you.
Shirat: I don't like being cut off in the middle of a conversation, Captain.
Warner: This decision isn't negotiable. I'm granting them asylum, in fact, I'm on my way to speak to them right now, if you'll excuse me-
Shirat: I think not, Captain. I'm not through with you.
Warner: I don't care! Talk to Adams if you feel like complaining, I'm sure she would agree with you! *Walks into the turbolift, leaving Shirat behind*
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Captain's Log, Captain Simon Warner Recording.
Now Adams wants me to contact the USS Tyler and the USS Madison to get some background information on Accel. I've already offered to connect to them via subspace, but she insists that the three crew meet in person. Also, I've been having trouble with Major General Shirat and these Valerians who just requested asylum. I've decided to grant them asylum, but Shirat claims this is his jurisdiction, so he's put in a formal request to starfleet that I deny asylum. On a lighter note, our sick Ensign has been revived to normal thanks to a mysterious donation by someone named Grok. I intend to find out who this man is, and thank him formally. He saved me a lot of trouble. I'm tired. Long day today. I'm gonna get some sleep before something dramatic happens. END LOG ENTRY
BEGIN COMPUTER RECORDING Scene: Warner's Quarters. He's just finished his log entry and is about to get into bed. The doorbell rings. Warner scoffs and shuffles his feet over to the door. It opens, and it's Major General Shirat.
Warner: Not now, Shirat.
Shirat: I must protest. Those men must not be allowed to remain here!
Warner: Dammit, General, it's 2200hrs! I've been up since 0500 and I really don't have the energy to argue with you right now. Now get out of my quarters or get off my ship!
Shirat: I'm not moving until you give me a good reason to let those men stay here.
Warner: Because I said so.
Shirat: I outrank you, Captain.
Warner: Like hell you do! You're not even really Starfleet. This is my ship. I have perogitive. If you have a problem, talk to Adams.
Shirat: I am a flag officer! I demand that you give me the proper respect.
Warner: And I demand that you let me get a little sleep. Good Night, Shirat!
(Taps a button near the door and locks the door shut, almost closing it on Shirat's head.)
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Scene: The brig, the next day. Accel sits in his cell behind a force field. Warner stands on the other side, angry.
Warner: Do you understand the position you put me in? What's Starfleet going to say? I get command of this vessel, and within a week, you've disobeyed an a direct order and put this ship in potential danger.
Accel: I don't want to talk to you right now.
Warner: I'm your Captain. I order you to explain your actions.
Accel: Too bad. I've been relieved of duty. You can't order me around anymore.
Warner: *Disgusted, he turns around and leaves. In the corridor, he runs into Shirat* Not you.
Shirat: I don't like being cut off in the middle of a conversation, Captain.
Warner: This decision isn't negotiable. I'm granting them asylum, in fact, I'm on my way to speak to them right now, if you'll excuse me-
Shirat: I think not, Captain. I'm not through with you.
Warner: I don't care! Talk to Adams if you feel like complaining, I'm sure she would agree with you! *Walks into the turbolift, leaving Shirat behind*
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