EXETERRPG: (1,0913) CFO Lieutenant Ire Williams/Richard Evans

[Robbie Gray]

Mission: Lights,Camera….Action?
Day: 1
Stardate: 2446.01.01/2025.06.30

(Toronto, Canada – Street – CFO – Lieutenant –Ire Williams/Richard Evans- 0913)

He followed Annebell downthe street as she followed the directions from the device, she had called amobile phone. He looked around the street that they were walking down. The signs,smells and sounds were so real that he had to pinch him self just to make surethat he was not dreaming it. Annabell had been chatting excitedly no stop aboutthe Exeter convention since they had left the apartment as well as talking aboutthe ship, its mission and its crew. He had kept a pleasant expression on hisface as he listened in growing horror as she talked about things no one should knowabout. He had almost stopped in his tracks as she talked about the Exeter TVshow, that Jennifer was a CGI designer for the show and that season two wasgoing to start soon.

~What is going on here this feelsso real but it’s so wrong. It just cannot be a holodeck program. Could it be analternate reality, time travel, parallel universe or maybe I am just going mad~

“Daddy.”

Ire paused before answeringstill finding it strange to be called that. He felt bad pretending to beAnnebell’s father when he did not feel that he was.

~You need to play along andnot cause any ripples. I don’t need a chat with temporal investigations if Iget back…..when. If she thinks you here father, then you are her father. Youneed to see if there are others here. I hope there are others here~

“Yes.”

“Who would win in a fightbetween you and Ravok?”

A grin danced across hisface.

“Me.”

“No silly on the Exeter?”

“Yes me.”

She looked up from the phoneand looked at him.

“But he is a Romulan and isvery strong. You are just human.”

“I maybe human but I know hissecret?”

“What is that?”

“That would be telling.”

“Daddy.” She huffed at him.

“What?”

“That is not an answer.”

They turned a corner as theywalked following the phones directions.

~Okay my turn~

“Commander?”

“Yes.”

“What is your favourite ship?”

“The Exeter.”

“Favourite Captain.”

“Trip Williams.”

“Favourite Crewmember 

“Commander Bracken

“Why?” he said interested tohear what she would say.

“Well, she is number one whichis cool and also she will be in charge if Trip dies”

~Okay lets not go there~

“What about Ire?”

He saw her shrug hershoulder.

“What that supposed to mean.”

“I know you are Ire daddy, butyou are just the pilot. You are not in charge like Commander Bracken.”

~Just a pilot wow that cutsdeep~

“Don’t worry Daddy you canbe Captain.”

“That is very kind of you.”

“All you have to do is kill everyoneabove you.”

“Um I don’t think that ishow it happens on a Starfleet vessel. I think that’s more of a Klingon thing.”

“No just go and talk to the writersI am sure that they will make it happen.”

“I don’t think that is possible.”

He had a feeling of dreadthat wiping out his friends could be that easy.

“But why?”

“I don’t have that kind ofpower with the writers.”

“But why?”

~This is not going to stop~

“How long will we get there?”

She looked at the phone.

“It says another tenminutes.”

~Ow thank the prophets forthat~

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