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Two Arrows

Posted on Mon Jun 19th, 2017 @ 4:44pm by Rear Admiral Vadosia Adislo
Edited on on Mon Jun 19th, 2017 @ 4:44pm

Mission: One Arrow Does Not Kill the Serpent
Location: Unknown
Timeline: Day 0 - 1600

Looking out of the window of the room they were in the vista before him was beautiful and tranquil. Hills of green for kilometers, a few wisps of cloud in the sky. True peace. Rear Admiral Vadosia Adislo felt a calm. Knowing the Consortium were defeated, 'No' he thought to himself. 'Subdued/' is a more accurate. Knowing they were no longer the threat they once were, he allowed himself a moment of peace and clarity he had not felt for a long time. A chime went off, indicated Tevak was using the intercom.

"Admiral, apologies for the interup…"

"I said no interruptions at all. What the hell do you want Tevak?" He replied, a bit more acerbic than he had intended.

"Apologies Admiral. But I can tell Admirals Desai and Kriheg to call back at another time perhaps?" For a Vulcan, Tevak was certainly quite the smartass.

"Of course not. Put them through, this is obviously important." Admirals Desai and Kriheg were the directors of Starfleet Intelligence and Internal Affairs respectively. This was obviously important.

The screen rose vertically from his desk, before the Starfleet Command logo popped up. The computer spoke next. "Please confirm voice print identification."

"Adislo 9-7-8-Lamda-4."

Rather than confirm the code, the screen switched from the logo to a desk with two Admirals sitting behind it.

"Admiral Adislo, I trust you are well?" Vice Admiral Keira Desai of Starfleet Intelligence asked.

"As well as can be, Admiral. How can I be of service?"

Admiral Kriheg spoke first. He was something of an anomaly. A Bajoran, he had risen the ranks to become director of Starfleet Internal Affairs in just 9 years. But he was good at his job. Some said too good. "To be blunt Admiral, while we appreciate the Consortium threat is somewhat over, there are still answers we need, ships still unaccounted for. And there is, without doubt, still people loyal to the Consortium around. Off the record, we won't rest until the Consortium threat is eliminated, entirely."

Adislo did not like the direction this was heading. But alas, he knew this day would come eventually. He had already made preparations should it happen. "The Unification". He replied.

Admiral Desai allowed a small smile to form and a subtle nod of the head. Admiral Kriheg looked somewhat confused. "The Unification is accounted for Admiral."

"I know it is, Admiral. You are going to ask me to personally take charge to find the rest of the Consortium followers in the Gamma Quadrant. I can't do that sitting in an office, so I want the Unification."

The Bajoran Admiral went to speak, but Desai held her hand up to him. "Done. Captain Lambert remains in command, but you are to take charge when necessary. This isn't entirely off the books, but this came from the President, you are under orders to do whatever is necessary. This is a need to know mission. Anything Lambert doesn't need to know, he doesn't know. Understood?"

"No." The bluntness of Adislo's reply was evident on both the Admirals faces. "I have known Jacob for a long time. I would trust him, hell, I have trusted him with my life. I will tell him what I think he needs to know. What I think and what you believe may not be the same."

She sat there, contemplating what Adislo has just said. A moment or two passed before she replied. "Fine, but please use your discretion. Myself, Starfleet Intelligence, Internal Affairs and Starfleet Security are working together on our end. We will communicate to you any and all information we uncover from this side of the wormhole. Questions?"

"None Admiral." He replied.

"Good, then good hunting. All communications between us from this point require Code 40 protocols enabled. Starfleet Command out." The screen blinked off and slid back into the desk.

Well, he thought to himself. It was fun while it lasted. "Computer deactivate holoscreen." The view of the window changed, becoming the inside of an asteroid, with the USS Unification docked inside. "Time to get to work."

 

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