== Starbase operations center Part 2 === Keylor Stood somewhat dumbfounded at what had just happened. Not only did some one insult Athena’s work of art, but also he was summarily dismissed form the command center. “Computer! Halt LIFT!” he commanded in a stern tone. The lift stopped immediately. “Computer, Baser operations center! Authorization Keylor 1 Alpha-23 Echo!=” Keylor rattled off his command level password to get the lift to return to the command center. The lift soon resumed and within seconds the doors opened to the command center. Still clutching the platter, Keylor quickly walked off the lift. He scanned the room for the young ensign that had so rudely dismissed him a minute before. Ens. Skywalker looked back as soon as the turbo lift doors hissed once again. He was not surprised to see the Bajoran male step off the lift. Proud of his quick and decisive way he handled an apparent civilian entry to the command center he grinned form ear to ear as he slowly approached the man. “Colonel Bretam I hope I…..” he start to say before being cut off. Keylor was not too happy at this point. He was accustomed to people not recognizing him but to be treated in such a rude manner was unacceptable. Now reverting in to his usually stern marine commander personality, Keylor was the one not to let the other not get a word in. “Is this how you treat all of your guests?” be barked out with a scowl on his face. “Does your commander know how you function while on duty?” he said stopping within inches of his target. Skywalker was a bit confused now. He was convinced that the SSF were her to test them, and the last encounter was surely a test. He began to wonder if this was this officers way of testing him under pressure. He stiffened up and responded. “SIR! This is a secure area. You appeared to be a… a civilian. Civilians are not allowed here! I was only following protocol.” Keylor scowled even more. “But E.N.S.I.G.N” he said slowly for effect, “you did not even ask who I was, why I was here or even how I got here. Surely your security on this base is not so lax that civilians can just wander where ever they want when they want.” Skywalker nodded, “No….” he started to say when Keylor interrupted him again. “And not only did you not let me explain why I was here, you assumed I was here to sell something. On top of that you were abrupt, short, and insulting.”” Keylor held up the platter, “DO you know who made this? Do you?” he pushed the ensign to answer. Skywalker started to sweat a bit. “Well sir, I was… uhm.. well sir it was so un…” he started to stammer for the right response.” Keylor leaned in a bit, “You are not going to go far with an attitude like that ensign. You have to learn how to communicate to people.” He said with a stern tone. Skywlaker looked left and right with his eyes, “Yes sir, I will learn!” he said unsure if he had just pissed off his evaluator. Having gotten the ensigns attention, Keylor looked around the operations center. “Now if you are ready to listen, I came her for a reason.” He waited a second for Skywalker to listen. Whit a slight hesitant nod form Skywalker, Keylor continued. “I came here to request that the little combat practice the USS Chimera is performing be recorded. I am interest in seen the sensor logs from the station and compare them to the ship logs.” Skywalker stiffened a bit, still thinking this was part of the test. {He probably is just trying to check to make sure we are paying attention to everything around the base.} he thought. He pointed to his console. “Not a problem sir. I have already calibrated sensors and I am recording their movements now.” He said in confidence. Keylor looked over to the console. “Can you show me please.” He said relaxing his cold marine attitude, returning to a more civil tone. Skywalker quickly turned around and walked to his console. He never looked back but could hear the colonels foot steps behind him. Shielding the keypad from the Colonels gaze, he entered his code to unlock the console. He then stepped aside and let the colonel look. “I have been recording for several minutes now, it appears they hav ejust begun to start their maneuvers.” Keylor leaned over and looked at the data streaming across the console. Before him were several paths of information. {Energy consumption, power output, direction, speed, direction of fire, estimated damage…} were the differed bit of data he could glean form the quick glance. He then straightened back up and looked. “Very good ensign. Once they declare their activities over, will you please send a copy of the data to my ship?” Skywalker let a slight grin pass his face {Ah the old goat did not catch me sleeping on that one!} he started to beam with pride. “Of course sir.” He replied in a confident tone. Keylor nodded back. “Very well. I will leave you to your duties.” He started to turn and then stopped suddenly. Looking back over his shoulder he remarked, “And next time ensign, shut your mouth and open you r ears before you dismiss some one.” Keylor then continued on to the lift. Skywalker stood at his console and watched as the colonel boarded the lift and disappeared. With the command center back to its usual quiet hum, he turned back to his console and started tapping away at it. {Nice try Colonel. You are really trying to push my button. Going from mister mean to mister nice. I see your game. You will have to try harder than that to trip me up. Play your SSF games all you like, you wont catch me sleeping.} He grinned to himself in thought. === End log === Col Bretam Keylor Captain USS Chimera