[Galaxy] [Gxy] 21 Apr 2163 :: Starfleet Headquarters - Earth :: Admiral Adrienne Sheppard & Commodore Rece Morgan :: "Moving Up"

[Kate]

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> 
> Captain Rece Morgan, former captain of the USS Yorktown NX-05, was a petite,
> curly haired brunette. In 2161 she was forced to give up command of The
> Fighting Lady after taking a serious wound during the end of the Romulan war.
> It had been a long road to recovery, and she would probably never command a
> starship again, but she was thrilled when Starfleet medical had cleared her
> for duty. 
> 
> She had recently been assisting an old friend, Commodore Douglas Michaels in
> the special research division on a number of different projects, several in
> communications.  She was working on one such project when her presence was
> requested by the new Admiral of Fleet Command.
> 
> 
> // Admiral Sheppard¹s Office ­ Fleet Command ­ Earth //
> 
> Admiral Sheppard's office was done in colors of blues and gray with accents of
> red, orange and yellow. It was certainly a little more colorful and feminine
> than Admiral Garroway¹s old office, but still it was very appropriate. The
> images on the walls were hand painted contemporary art (as opposed to Audubon
> prints) of long legged shore birds: herons, egrets, pelicans, sandpipers and
> such. A comfortable seating arrangement for four was clustered near the large
> floor to ceiling window, looking out over San Francisco.
> 
> Sheppard stood as Captain Rece Morgan entered the office. She stepped around
> the desk and extended her hand. ³Welcome Captain. I appreciate your coming by.
> Let¹s sit over by the window,² the Admiral suggested, ³And can I get you
> coffee or tea. I have a fresh pot of Darjeeling here, if that suits you, or
> coffee is just a step away.²
> 
> "I do enjoy my coffee,² Rece replied as she made her way to the windows. ³but
> tea is quite acceptable. Thank you very much Admiral."
> 
> ³No, no, coffee you shall have.² She nodded to the yeoman who stood in the
> doorway, waiting for just such a nod. ³Coffee on the way,² Adrienne assured
> the Captain. They sat down in the soft blue arm chairs, and had barely settled
> when Yeoman Winters returned with a small tray with a French press of coffee,
> sweeteners and real cream. She set the tray on the low coffee table and slowly
> pressed the coffee. ³Thank you Lieutenant,² Sheppard gracefully dismissed the
> assistant. They each fixed their beverage.
> 
> Rece picked up the cup and took a sip of the hot steaming brew. She'd added
> just a bit cream but even without it she knew that it still would have been
> good. "This is an excellent blend. Thank you."
> 
> "Captain, how you liking your job? Working with Commodore Michaels, aren't
> you?" asked Adrienne.
> 
> "I've enjoyed it. I've been working on communications project for him," Rece
> replied with a smile. ³I was my specialty back in the day.²
> 
> ³How would you feel about a change?² Rece looked interested, and Sheppard
> continued. ³I need a Fleet Operations Officer. Someone with first-hand
> knowledge of being in the Fleet, and someone who has a wide range of
> leadership experience. I think the former Captain of one of the finest ships
> in the Fleet would be appropriate. I think that you would be that someone.
> Interested?
> 
> Rece felt completely floored and totally speechless just for being asked. An
> old joke briefly crossed her mind about the miracle of a comm officer being
> speechless and she put her hand to her mouth to stifle a chuckle. ³¡Dios mio!,
> ¿de veras? me? Sorry old habit. Why not Commodore Michaels? He assisted
> Admiral Garroway during the war? Not that I¹m trying to convince you of anyone
> else. But aren¹t there more qualified people?²
> 
> ³Well, qualified is a loaded word,² Sheppard speculated. ³Everyone on my list
> was qualified; my final short list of three perhaps slightly ahead of the
> other three. But all with differing strengths and weaknesses. Commodore
> Michaels is highly invested in his projects, as you know. He and I believe
> that is where he can be most effective. I think you are better suited to
> handle Fleet Ops than to take over for Michaels¹ projects. Michaels, by the
> way, agrees with that. It would mean an enhanced compensation package, a
> promotion to Commodore, as befits the job, and an option for a nice suite in
> the new Officers¹ Quarters. And of course a steep learning curve, but I think
> we can work through that. What do you say? Questions?²
> 
> It was at that moment that words that had been said to her and that she had in
> turn said to others, washed through her mind. 'I see a potential in you. A
> potential for greatness. Even if you can't see it for yourself, I can.' Rece
> sighed, damn you Max Rokossovsky.  "Okay Admiral I'm in, just one question
> what am I letting you talk me into?"
> 
> ³You¹re getting yourself into Fleet Command.² Adrienne took a sip of tea and
> chuckled. ³And nicer quarters. How long do you need to wrap things with
> Michaels?²
> 
> Rece thought about the different projects that Douglas had her working on.  A
> couple of them could easily enough be handed over to someone else. There was
> the one she was consulting on which was on the way to being back burnered
> anyway, but there was one...  "I'm thinking, I'm going to need at least a
> week. I've one project that I need to see finished. It could mean a lot of
> good."
> 
> ³That¹s fast. How about you take office on May 6th. That¹s time to finish your
> project, get moved and settled a bit, maybe even a little leisure time before
> digging in deep here. That suit you?² asked Sheppard.
> 
> "Yes and so you know, it's fast because most of the projects I can just hand
> over." Rece replied. "It's only one I'm concerned about and that is nearly
> finished. If I saw them all finished it would be at least six months.  So
> unless you'd rather wait that long I think May 6th should work well."
> 
> ³It¹s a done deal then. Except for ...,² Adrienne pulled a small black box
> from a drawer under the coffee table and handed it to Rece. ³Captain Rece
> Morgan, by my authority as Starfleet Commander, and with my blessing, you are
> hereby promoted to the rank of Commodore, with all rights, privileges and
> responsibilities attendant to that rank. Congratulation, Commodore Morgan.²
> 
> Rece opened the box and there nestled in the velvet lining was her new rank
> insignia. "Thank you Admiral."  She was glad to see it; mayhap the rum jokes
> would finally come to an end.
> 
> ³If you have questions in the meantime, feel free to comm me. I try to keep an
> open door policy unless I¹m really snowed under with something,² said Adrienne
> with a big smile and a handshake.
> 
> ~~~
> ooc: It is a pleasure to welcome Rachelle (Commodore Rece Morgan) back to her
> former position as Fleet Operations Officer. She surrendered that position
> several years ago due to Real Life responsibilities, with hopes of one day
> returning to Fleet Command. Thank you Rachelle for stepping up to serve.
> ~~~
> Admiral Adrienne Sheppard
> Fleet Commander 
> Starfleet: TFE 
> & 
> Commodore Rece Morgan
> Fleet Operations Officer
> Starfleet: TFE 

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