[Galaxy] [Forrest Outpost] [Earth] 2160.04.08 - Dir Life Sci Captain Rogers / FO CSO Cmdr Brennan

[Rachelle M.]

// Fleet Command, Earth & Chief Sci Officer’s Office, Forrest Outpost //

Capt Rogers, Director of Life Science for Sector 7, took a quick sip of his
coffee and set the cup out of sight of the telecomm camera and awaited the
connect to Cmdr Talia Brennan at Outpost Maxwell Forrest. Rogers was in
charge of special projects for the Life Science Division, specifically
focused on the outlying edges of Fleet patrolled space. The screen
flickered, went blue and brought up the image of the petite Commander.

"Cmdr Brennan, I trust things are running smoothly at Forrest. I haven't
heard a peep from you in some time," he said.

"It's been a bit busy here sir, but yes things are running according to
schedule.  Or at least as close as can be expected."  Brennan replied.

"I’ll get to the point. Command has been considering a little more Fleet
presence on the surface of Njord. It would be primarily focused toward
Scientific issues, but not entirely. I understand Engineering and Medical in
particular have an interest there. Ops, Comms and Security too. We are
talking a small, but residential, compound, some offices, residences for
some Fleet personnel, and a Science lab on the surface. That should make you
happy," Rogers nodded, knowing that Talia had been wrangling for a permanent
lab on the planet for some time.

"Yes sir. We currently have the modules on the southern continent and those
are only temporary structures, so yes a permanent facility would be
welcomed."

"I'd like to put someone in charge down there that would ultimately answer
to you of course, but could be a resident presence on the surface and work
specifically with the Krachgantz people. Not living in their immediate
colony, perhaps. That is still up in the air. Thompson is to work with the
Governor and see what might be mutually acceptable,” explained Rogers.

"The Krachgantz people have always been willing to work with us, to a point
of course.  But I don't foresee any difficulties." Brennan replied. The
Kraca had always been willing to work with her or any of staff,  long as
they didn't play with any more of their technology; especially the off limit
stuff.  "If I may sir, do you have any one in mind?"

" I think I have just the man for the job. Lt Steven Cassidy. He's currently
the Professor of Cultural Anthropology and Linguistics at the Academy in New
Darwin Colony, soon to be promoted to LtCmdr. Done great things merging the
Daliwakan people into the Fleet contingent there. This turns him around a
little, assimilating the Fleet into the established Kraca colony. But he's a
good man, good leader, dependable, excellent in-the-field man, not a paper
pusher. Has a gift for languages and diplomacy too. He’s written the book
for the DaKee language at Gamma Sagittarii II. And I know he'd jump at the
chance to live with the odd language of the Kraca people. Any thoughts?"
asked Rogers.

"I think that Lt Cassidy would work out fine.  I've never met him myself but
I've read several of his papers and a few of my staff have known him from
previous assignments.  A a couple of us, including myself have a decent
rapport with a few of the Kracas.  They been assisting us with general data
collection on a couple of projects we have running in their region.  I'm
sure that if nothing else they would be willing meet and discuss
possibilities."

“Sounds good then. I’ll make the contact with Cassidy and get him to Forrest
ASAP to get him in on the ground floor of this thing. You still liking it so
well out there? Not lonely for good ol’ Terra firma? I can always use a good
leader with experience like yours here Starfleet Science.” He was partially
paying her a compliment and partially hoping he might snag a good CSO back
to Headquarters. It was hard to rein these field operative scientists back
‘home.’

Brennan smiled.  There had been a few times when she had been just about
ready to throw in the towel and head back to Earth, but then something or
someone would come along and remind her why she was out here.  "I'm not
quite ready to come home yet.  But I will certainly keep your comments in
mind sir, for when I am."

“See that you do, Commander. Anything else I can put in for you while I’m
requisitioning things for this new venture? Always said the only way Science
gets the good stuff is to piggy back it onto some other project the Fleet’s
backing because it was ‘their idea.’ If you can’t think of it now, send me a
request. Equipment or personnel you might want could be rigged into the
planet-side contingent and be available to your labs on the Station.”

"I'll have a list out to you by tomorrow."  Brennan replied.

“Well, I look forward to hearing from you then. Thank you for time here
today and good luck with this new project, Commander,” the Captain said.

"Thank you sir." Brennan said just before the call ended.  She sat there
briefly stunned by all that had just happened.  Not only had the science
facility for Njord been approved, one of her's and Commander Conway's dreams
for the planet, but she had also been offered a place back home with
Headquarters.  What the hell had she been thinking passing that up? The
thought raced through her mind.  Doing her job here, was the answer she came
up with.


~~
Cmdr Talia Brennan
Chief Science Officer
Maxwell Forrest Outpost

&
Captain Malcolm Rogers
Director of Life Sciences, Sector 7
Starfleet Headquarters, Earth
npc apb Kate

-- 
RM

"Sometimes I think the surest sign that intelligent life exists elsewhere in
the universe is that none of it has tried to contact us."
-Calvin & Hobbes
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