240503.15 ODA CO's Duty Log, Marine Captain Walsh

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Date(s): 2005-03-15

== [ Planet Surface, Royal Palace ] ====== Jack looked around the place, first with a tactical mind, then with a judgemental mind and then once more with a tactical mind, just to be sure that he hadn't missed anything the first time, or to see if he could come up with any more potential scenarios. His tactical mind told him that if things did get sour this dump wasn't exactly the best place for it to happen. Outside there were cybernetically enhanced trees, no doubt to increase efficiency in oxygen production into the atmosphere, and people walking around like they had large pieces of wood where they shouldn't be and implants dotted around their bodies. His minimal research files did highlight this. But he wasn't sure asto the extent of their incorporation of these technological upgrades as they were. His judgemental mind told him that yes, this plae was an absolute dump. Where were the beautiful women? Off behind a wall somewhere with a microscope stuck to their faces or something. He didn't care how drunk he got himself. He wouldn't. Ever. As they entered Shane and Martin took a greater lead as he slowly surveyed each new surroundings, doors, rooms, personnel. Any kind of information which would be useful to a tactical assault team. Just up ahead was a Romulan delegation, Jack didn't like it one bit already, and he made his way upto the front, keeping a close proximity to the Acting Commanding Officer. His ass was grass if anything happened to Guzman, and SSF Command had the lawnmower, if you followed. "Greetings." The Romulan representative slyly grinned. Bastards, Jack thought. Guzman and his Romulan counterpart discussed shop whilst Jack assessed the Romulans with him. Three goons, obviously the Romulan commander didn't rate his abilities to look after himself very well and neither did he rate the abilities of his security officers as he had brought three of them along with him. The XO's moved forward and Athena and Jack were left with two of the goons. One had pottered off somewhere. "Look, they bring a concubine with them...perhaps as an offering! HA" One romulan, the taller of the two silently spoke to the shorter counterpart, yet loud enough for him to know that Jack and Athena had heard. Athena didn't seem to take any notice of it, so Jack didn't in kind. "Ah, the Federation dogs, they always turn their cheek to a bit of confrontation. How dare they come to this negotiation table as 'Equals' to us." "Hey Buddy, you wanna put a sock in it?" Jack glanced in the taller Romulans direction. "What are you going to do about it? Little Man." "For starters. I'm not little. I'm 6'1 and secondly..." Jack paused and then smacked the guy straight in the face with a well placed left fist. Green blood splattered onto the floor and Jack received a kick from the shorter romulan before he could get in a return punch. Before he could react though he was forced back and held away by a Kzenti soldier. "How dare he! I demand he be expelled from this summit!!!" Bellowed someone, he presumed romulan. Guzman came marching down to Jack and signalled for him to walk further down with him. "Captain. I don't have any time for that behaviour, nor do I want to discipline you in front of a Diplomatic Attach=E9. Return to the Chimera, but be warned. You just used up your last warning from me." He barked dryly, and silently. "Commander Guzman to Chimera. Please beam Captain Walsh back to the ship." Before Jack could contemplate a reply he was back on the Chimera in the transporter room. The Chief was looking at him slightly odd, there was green blood on Jacks white dress uniform. "Where's my bloody knives!!!" he almost growled at the man. Jack was known for aggression transference, this was an example. "I erm." "I don't care who you are! what have you done with them!!" "Sent them back to the ODA Sir!!" he snapped to attention. Jack didn't grace that one with a reply just made his way back to ODA HQ to get into a proper uniform and check on the mission to the Asteroid. As he walked through the doors Williams gave him a smirk. "Everything went as planned?" "Of Course petty officer" Jack unclipped a small device from inside his left cuff and threw it to Lynch. Begin analysing the scans I took. I want scenarios for every kind of mission on that terrain." he smirked, the fight had been a means to and end. His return basically. After he had changed and got a report from McKnight Jack had made his way to the Bridge, where Lieutenant Commander Summers had command, obviously due to the fact that Shane was on the surface. "Captain." she nodded. "Aren't you assigned to the away mission? Is everything ok?" "Commander Guzman ordered me back. I'm to continue with prep for the away mission to the asteroid. But I'm here to strongly press a course of action." "Go on." "Basically I've just seen what one of these Kzenti soldiers can do, If we get into an all out fight we're going to need an ace in our sleeves. Judging by initial tactical scans, their improved strength and speed are derived from cybernetic implants in the right places. Some kind of Electromagnetic pulse on the right frequency should give us an advantage. I know we're not expecting a fight, but we HAVE to be ready" Jack sounded almost desperate. "Ok Captain, I see your point. I'll get Engineering on it right away. Now, don't you have a mission to prepare for?" Summers eyed Jack, seeming very short with him, he wondered why. ===== Marine Captain Jack Walsh ODA Commander USS Chimera, SSF.