<<OOC This takes place after a JL im doing with Williams>> == /\ = USS Chimera, Captain Walsh's Quaters /\ ===== After his meeting with Petty Officer Williams Jack had returned as per the request of the Operations specialist. He had lay silent for what seemed like days, but was in fact hours, until he had eventually fallen asleep. Something which he needed he guessed, considering everyone seemed to be on his back about getting some rest. The prospect of the Chief Medical Officer hunting him down was being thrown around like she was someone they thought Jack should be afraid of. Defying authority however small was the one trivial pleasure that he still had these days, well besides the long list of others, but for dramatic sakes that was the only one he still indulged. He slept a long sleep and dreamt about many things, including cheese, baseball and of course women. Gladly it wasn't a dream about women playing baseball with cheese, he guessed you had to get lucky sometimes. When he awoke he just lay motionless once more, holding his chest, everything felt fine, really it did. He couldn't see what all the fuss was about, but that was neither here nor there to be honest. He'd gotten the sleep that Rangi had ordered. Just as he thought about granting her the favour of having her check him over the Executive Officers voice filled his ears. "Guzman to Captain Walsh. I want you in my team going down to the planet for an diplomatic meeting. Please meet the rest of the team in one hour 10 Minutes. Dress uniform required and please captain, no weapons. It would be beneficial if you could look up some basic information's about the Kzenti and Captain ... I hope you have a good excuse for leaving the sickbay without being released by a doctor." "Understood sir. One hour 10 Minutes". Jack replied. It sounded as if Guzman had picked Jack as a last resort or something. It wasn't exactly as if they were best pals or anything but as the ODA Commander, Jack would be a required element to the diplomatic function. If anything went sour then he was sure that the Executive Officers pride would take a back seat to Jacks tactical experience in the field. Getting up and washing himself he pondered the away mission over in his mind, he would much rather have some kind of team in place on the surface, but orders were orders. After replicating himself a dress uniform, something which he so despised, he made a stop off at ODA Headquarters. As he entered through the doors, the sheer white appearance of their Commander obviously caught their attention as most everyone looked up to catch his eyeline as he walked in, that was possibly because everyone on the ship apparently thought that he was dying. "Commander" Petty Officer Williams nodded to Jack. "You're looking much better." "You'll have to buy be dinner first before you can talk to me like that, Williams" he joked, almost easing up with the guy. "Alright everyone. In about 15 minutes I'm reporting to Commander Guzman for a diplomatic away mission. I assume that it will be preliminary and I'll probably be back soon enough. Whilst I'm gone Lieutenant McKnight and Petty Officer Williams will run the floor. If anything does arise with that asteroid before I should return then I'd assume you'll be given the green light. Don't let me down." he smiled slyly. "Yes sir!" "In the mean time All ODA personnel are to cease and desist with repair duty. I want you back on battle drills, sentry duty and general running of the ship. Engineering should have this place cleaned up by now, and if they haven't then its not our place to clean up after them!" he chuckled as he made his way over to the weapons locker. "Williams, all relevant data on the Kzenti, on a PADD." he ordered as he keyed in his access code for the locker, took out a knife which he slid into his boot and a katana which he concealed upside of his back under his dress Jacket. The Commander may not have ordered weapons but things would undoubtedly go sour quick if they were going to. Grabbing the PADD he nodded to his officers and ordered them dismissed before he made his way out and towards the transporter room. As he entered he was the last to arrived. Guzman, his brother and Athena were waiting for him, all in dress uniform. "Captain." nodded Shane. "Sir." he replied with a nod. "Commander, I have a few suggestions." "Proceed." "I want you all to wear these." he opened his hand to reveal three small personal transporter devices. "If things go wrong the Chimera can beam you out through shielded areas no matter what the situation. The last thing which we need is the majority of the senior staff getting caught down on the surface during a hostile situation." "Alright Captain, anything else?" "Yeah, actually. I recommend that we beam in to these co-ordinates. Just a short walk from where we've been designated to meet. But it'll allow us to address the situation on our terms without beaming in under the muzzle of an assault rifle." ===== Marine Captain Jack Walsh ODA Commander USS Chimera