SD240510.15 Duty log, Bgen Bretam Keylor
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Date(s): 2005-10-15
=== Crew Gathering===
Keylor walked in to the cargo with a box of items in his hands. He has
purposefully arrived late so that the crew would be fully assembled and
had time to settle in. he was glad to see so many of the faces,
refreshed after the stressful mission. He was sure that everyone would
be glad to hear of the new ship and that they would finally know that
they had an assignment once again. Though he was not sure how they
would take the news of his departure form command.
It was not like he had gotten to know all of them personally. With the
exception of Shane and Rangi, he really only knew people by their
personnel files. But they had been through a lot, not just n the last
mission but several missions, and Keylor and the rest of the crew
survived them. That kind of experience draws connections to one another,
in a sense he felt like the crew was his family. And like with his
natural family, he would soon be parted from them.
Keylor smiled as he worked his way through the crowd. He was headed to a
table at the far end of the cargo bay. After worming his way through he
finally reached the table and set the box down. One by one he pulled
several items out of the box. There were several velvet boxes, the kind
that usually contained rank in them and two rather large items wrapped
in a velvet cloth. He arranged them in the order he expected to retrieve
them and then headed to the refreshments for a drink.
After retrieving a beverage he headed back to the table , where a small
stand had been erected to allow several people to be elevated to see
over the crowd. Stepping up on the stand he centered himself and looked
out over the crowd. Many of the people noticed this and eyes started
turning towards him. Smiling he cleared his throat and spoke.
"May I have your attention please." He called out in a loud voice. As
the noise in the romm dimmed he continued. " Thank you all for coming.
It is always a pleasure to see everyone gathered in one place. And even
though this is under solemn circumstances, am glad to see each and
every one of you." He smiled.
"We all know why we are gathered here. During our last mission we lost
several members of the crew. Some of them we called friends, countrymen,
and some we knew very little. But no matter who they were, they were
part of a group, a group that many of us consider our second family. And
like a family we all feel some sense of lost when some one leaves the
family.
But let us not look upon their lost as a sorrowful occasion. Let us not
mourn them and linger on their passing. Instead let us look back and
remember them fondly. Remember the happy times, the smiling faces and
dedication to duty.
Though in this universe we cannot replace the Gary Williams and Sean
McTaggert's with others, we can believe that they have moved on to a
better place than here. Let us not think of their passing as the end of
one journey, but the beginning of the next one, and be at peace knowing
they will live on in our thoughts, and our hearts."
Keylor raised his glass and gestured. "Let us raise our glasses to them,
the unsung hero's of our time. And not just for those whom we just lost,
but to all brave souls that have servers the Chimera with the cost of
their life. Cheers!" he said and then took a sip of his beverage.
As the room erupted in a murmur of people saying cheers, he turned
around and set his glass down on the table with the items displayed. He
then picked up a large square object wrapped in velvet and turned back
around. "To .. Commemorate this occasion, I have some thing to present
to the crew." He unfolded the velvet and pulled out a large square piece
of wood stained deep brown and with shiny gold colored metal attached to
it. "I would like for the crew to the Chimera to have this. It is the
dedication plaque of our former home. " he held up the wood and
displayed it to the assembly. Below the original dedication plaque, were
several small brass tags, each inscribed with a name.
"Below the plaque are the names of every member of the Chimera who has
lost their life in the line of duty. Keep this as a reminder of those
who have come before you and paid the ultimate price, and to teach those
who will come of their sacrifice. In this they will remain immortal." He
paused for a moment and then smiled. "I think a good place to hang this
would be in the crew lounge of the Chimera." He said looking at the
puzzled faces. Chuckling he said, "The Chimera-A that is."
"To bring a little excitement to this gathering, it is my pleasure to
announce to the crew that Starfleet has assigned us a new ship, The
Chimera-A, a brand new, fresh form the ship yards Katana class vessel."
He paused and let the murmur of the surprise pass over the crowd. "The
chimera will arrive at the starbase tomorrow. We are expected to occupy
the ship at once and prepare her for normal operations at once." The
crowed erupted in to a small clamor as everyone seemed to be relieved at
the news.
As the noise subsided a bit, Keylor changed his expression to his usual
stoic look. Raising a hand to gain their attention he waited till
everyone was silent. "As with every thing new, there usually is a
change, and with this new ship, there is no exception. As you make
preparations, and eventually set out for your next assignment, I will
not be joining you." He said as the room seemed to breath a collective
gasp.
"Starfleet has seen fit to assign me to other duties. But have no fear,
you will be lead by one of the finest officers I have ever known and had
the honor to serve with." He said pointing to Shane and motioning him to
the stand. "Commander Guzman has been given command of the Chimera-A and
I know he will serve you all well." He smiled. The room broke out in a
round of applause. Keylor looked at Shane who still seemed a bit uneasy
at the idea of taking over for Keylor. Turning around, Keylor set the
plaque down and retrieved another object form the table, this one long
and more slender.
As the applause dies down Keylor turned back to Shane. "Commander. You
have been a good first officer. You have always served the ship and the
crew well. You now embark on the next step in your career, commanding a
starship. There will be days you are proud to wear that uniform, and
days you wish you can throw it all away and leave the burden of command
behind. Just remember they are there for you and they will not let you
down." He said pointing to the crew. "I wanted to give you something, a
token of my respect and admiration." He unfolded the velvet and pulled
out the 18 inch blade he has some many times before worn on away
missions. "Commander. I forged this blade long ago. And though I did not
know it then, it would end up saving my life time and time again. Forged
in a dark and bleak time, tested but the most foulest evil, it has been
one thing that has never failed me, and lasted the trials and
tribulation that I have endured." He stretched out his arms and handed
it to Shane. "Take this, have it by your side, and may it serve you as
well as it has served me." He said.
He watched as Shane pulled the blade out form he scabbard and looked at
the ornate etchings on the blade. After sheathing the blade Shane looked
up . "Thank you sir." He said. Keylor though he saw what looked like a
tear swell up in the corner of Shane's eyes. Then with near stiffening
of his entire body, Shane smiled. Turning back to the crew Keylor then
smiled. "Now since we have you all gathered here, we figured it would be
a good time to dispense with some ships business. And I feel that as
his first official act as ships captain, Commander Guzman should do the
honors." Motioni9ng to Shane Keylor stepped back and let Shane take
center stage.
It was done, everyone knew. Keylor was not going to be continuing the
journey with the rest f the crew and the new starship. But as he said,
all things must change, and so to must he. He was not sure what would
become of him now, but he had faith that the prophets would guide him to
his destiny. As Shane spoke and called people to the front for
promotions, Keylor reached back and picked up the various velvet boxed
with rank. For the first time he was the assistant to the captain. It
was a role he was not accustomed to, but one he was happy just to play a
part in. As Shane awarded the promotions, Keylor handed him the boxes,
just like Shane had done so many times before . One by one Shane
promoted his officers and Keylor congratulated them.
===End Log===
Bgen Bretam Keylor
Former Captain
USS Chimera
<<OOC: It has been fun all. Great 2 years. It has been an honor to serve
with all of you. ::salutes::>>