EXETERRPG: (2 1446) CFO Lieutenant Ire Williams

[Robbie Gray]

Mission: A new daydawns

 

Day: 2



Stardate: 2446.01.29





(Starfleet Academy - CFO- Lieutenant - Ire Williams -1446)

 

Ire walked down thesteps of the academy not looking at anyone as he passed cadets and officers. 

 

~What a complete andutter mother &%$£@#. Just because he is a Vice %$%&$%@ Admiral of the academy~

 

A cadet moved out of his way as he saw him come along the path. 

 

~Reckless, impulsive, acting on instinct rather than using criticalthinking and rational judgement. What the @#@# does he know?~  

 

He crossed a junction and turned right down another path.

 

~He’s not been through what we have or done what we had to do sinegraduation. I bet he wasn’t put in command of the fighter squadron straight fromgraduation. Or had to go through Wolf or her~

 

He side stepped a group of cadets as he headed down the path.

 

~Yes I know that they were going through a civil war and all but still~

 

He turned down a path towards the academy shuttle pads.

 

~I am a F*&%$£^g pilot. Critical thinking and rational judgment iswhat I do every time I go up~

 

He accessed the inventory and requested a shuttle. 

 

~Its not a fighter but it will do~

 

He put in a flight plan and was assigned a shuttle.  He crossed the shuttle pads to where his shuttlewas sitting and done a walk around.

 

~Come on let’s get up in the air~

 

He climbed aboard and with in moments lifted off the pad. He felt hisanger and irritation begin to dissipate as he gained altitude.  He took a deep sigh as he reached orbit and rotatedthe shuttle so that he was looking at the planet below.

 

“You could have been flying garbage scow right now.”

He watched as Africa passed below him as his stronger emotions driftedaway as he made himself relax.

 

“He’s Trips dad. He can’t be a total idiot Trip turned out okay.”

 

He had put in a 90 minute orbit before having to move so he sat back inthe chair and watched the world rotate below him.

 

“I really need to get my %$&£ together and work out what I want todo because I really have messed up.  Ihave until the Exeter leaves orbit to work out if this is still the life that Iwant. I know mum and dad were fleet, but did I ever think that I could be anythingelse? I could always resign and go looking for them. There must be another wayinto the subspace river somewhere. They may have survived in a branch of theriver or have been spat out somewhere else but then where would I get a shipfrom. It’s not like they are just lying around to be borrowed. I do so wish youwere both here. You would know what to do.”

 

He felt a dark mood begin to descend up on him and pushed it back. 

 

“I have survived a lot since graduation. Jumping out of my fighter, nearlycrashing the other fighter. Surviving wolf, getting taken prisoner, trying todog fight a starship in a shuttle. Then her and what happened next. I really messedup there. I infected certain people so that she could then influence them and infectmore. I may have not been the driving force but if she did not have me, itwould have been harder. I got Ravok…”

 

He swallowed trying to get the lump in his throat.

 

“….and because of that he is now off prophets knows where causing damageand killing people. Which is my fault.”

 

He gritted his teeth and punched the console. The in his hand gave himsomething to focus on. Something to aim his anger and despair at.

 

“I as good a killed him, my brother, that crazy Romulan.”

 

He felt a tear trickle down his face.

 

“I am so sorry, so, so sorry for what I did. If I could take it back I wouldbut you are not here, and I am drifting in orbit trying not to fall apart.”

 

He closed his eyes and took a deep shuddering breath. 

 

“Not going to tell Greta about this. Well not until she is okay as shehas enough of my problems to be dealing with at the moment.”

 

He staired out as the earth kept revolving watching the clowd formationsdrift past as he covered land mass and water below him.

 

“How can Greta, Trip or the crew trust me after what I did. I betrayedthem in a fundamental way. How can I come back from that after messing up so badly?”

 

There was a beeping on his console as the five-minute alert sounded. He checkedthe instruments and the course that he had plotted. One was back to the Starfleetacademy the other was out of the sol system.

  

“So these are my choices. Resign and leave now in this shuttle and notwait for the Exeter, turn my back on friends and loved ones and go looking formy parents.”

 

He watched as the Pacific Ocean revolved below him.

 

“Or go back admit your mistakes get the help that you need and become a competentmember of the crew.” 

 

The time dropped to zero and the console beeped again. He closed his eyes,took a deep breath and resigned himself to the decision that he had made.

 

“Sorry mum, Sorry dad.”

 

He whispered softly as he activated the shuttle impulse engines to beginits de-orbital burn. 

 

“I can’t leave Greta, Trip or the Exeter. I need them to help me getthrough this also mum and dad would never forgive me for leaving my friends especiallynow after all that has happened just because it was too hard for me.”

 

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