<p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Somewhere in Northern Risa…</span></font></p><div class="gmail_quote"><div link="blue" vlink="purple" lang="EN-US"><div>
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<p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Boyle set down his large slushy-like pineapple drink, Risa did in fact
have pineapples, when he heard his communicator beeping. He and Morrison had
been enjoying the deck of their floating cabin sure that they had escaped civilization.</span></font></p>
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<p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">"Good Afternoon Lieutenant Commander. I hope you've been
enjoying your vacation." Michaels greeted him as Boyle appeared on
screen. <br>
<br>
Boyle stiffened, “Fleet Commander, I was not expecting your call, or
I’d have…” Boyle was still wearing a brightly colored
Hawaiian style shirt. Morrison had said that it made him look like someone
called ‘Magnum,’ but he was sure she was making fun of him in her
way.<br>
<br>
"My calls are never expected Commander." Michaels grinned. <br>
<br>
“I have been trying to enjoy myself,” Boyle continued, “I
usually prefer to look at the stars in my free time, but I’ve not been
allowed since arriving…”<br>
<br>
"Understandable. You are on vacation." Michaels
replied. "but ...." He turned serious.
"I have an offer for you that will take you away from that."<br>
<br>
“Away from shore leave, or looking at the stars?” Boyle asked
slightly confused.<br>
<br>
"Shore leave." Michaels replied. "The offer is currently for the
first officer position on Maxwell Forrest Outpost."<br>
<br>
~Currently…?~ Boyle asked himself, “I’m already the first
officer of the Yorktown, what is there in it
for me, if you don’t mind me asking…?”<br>
<br>
"A solar system, with two habitable planets, a colony of refugees from a
technologically advance world and quarters four times the size of the ones you
have now. Oh yeah and a command of your own."<br>
<br>
“Four times you say…” Boyle mused.<br>
<br>
"Possibilities are endless. But to put it plainly, Admiral Garroway
has plans for Thompson. And if those plans lead to him transferring
elsewhere, we need someone there that knows the crew and can take
command. Is that something you think you could handle?"<br>
<br>
“Well I could definitely use the extra room for my wide variety of
uniforms… blue ones on the left and blue… ones…on… the right…”
Boyle mumbled thinking over the implied possibilities, “I’m
guessing you need and answer right now?”<br>
<br>
Michaels chuckled and then nodded. "Sorry to say it but the sooner
the better." <br>
<br>
“I’ll do it, however,” Boyle hesitated, “I won’t
be alone…”<br>
<br>
"You won't?" Michaels quired.<br>
<br>
“Well, sir…” Boyle continued, “I’m getting
married… today… like right after this message…”<br>
<br>
"Ah I understand." Michaels replied. "Transfers like what
you're asking for are not normal procedure."</span></font></p>
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<p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">“Well we didn’t think a transfer was likely.”</span></font></p>
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<p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">"I will however, see if the exception can be made. If I don't I'll
hear about it later." The last said more for himself then for
Boyle.</span></font></p>
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<p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">“Thank you Sir.”</span></font></p>
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<p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Michaels nodded. "I'll put the paperwork through and inform Morgan
and Thompson of your transfer. Good luck."</span></font></p>
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<p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">“Thank you, Sir. I’m sure I’ll need it. Boyle out,”
Boyle said closing the transmission</span></font></p>
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<p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Fleet Capt Douglas Michaels<br>
Fleet Operations Commander<br>
StarFleet - The First Era</span></font></p>
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<p><font size="3" color="black" face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: black;">Lt. Com. George Boyle</span></font><font face="Verdana"><span style="font-family: Verdana;"><br>
</span></font><font color="black"><span style="color: black;">XO/Chief Science
Officer</span></font><font face="Verdana"><span style="font-family: Verdana;"><br>
</span></font><font color="black"><span style="color: black;">NX-05 Yorktown</span></font><font face="Verdana"><span style="font-family: Verdana;"><br>
</span></font><font color="black"><span style="color: black;">"The Fighting
Lady"</span></font><font face="Verdana"><span style="font-family: Verdana;"><br>
</span></font></p><p><br><font face="Verdana"><span style="font-family: Verdana;"></span></font></p><p><font face="Verdana"><span style="font-family: Verdana;"><br></span></font></p><p><font face="Verdana"><span style="font-family: Verdana;"><br>
</span></font></p><p><font face="Verdana"><span style="font-family: Verdana;"><br></span></font></p><p><font face="Verdana"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">
</span></font><font color="black"><span style="color: black;">TCG</span></font><font face="Verdana"><span style="font-family: Verdana;"><br>
</span></font><i><i><font color="black" face="Times New Roman"><span style="color: black;">"Lying is a skill like any other. And if you want to
maintain a level of excellence, you have to practice constantly." - </span></font></i></i><b><b><i><font color="black" face="Times New Roman"><span style="color: black; font-style: italic;">Elim
Garak</span></font></i></b></b></p>
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