"Drill, Drill, Drill"

Posted on Sun Jun 2nd, 2013 @ 6:01pm by Captain Torilla Yamaguchi

550 words; about a 3 minute read

Mission: Mission 83 - Recovery
Location: USS Vanguard - Main Bridge
Timeline: Concurrent with Present Mission

"Drill, Drill, Drill"

Lt Commander Torilla Yamaguchi
Chief Strategic Operations Officer
Starbase 400
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Commanding Officer
USS Venator

***** Main Bridge - USS Vanguard *****

Lt Commander Torilla Yamaguchi sat quietly in the command chair rather
then over at the tactical station as Admiral T'Lar and the General was
off dealing with the plan for the away team. Torilla for her part sighed
softly as she looked over the last series of battle drills, she was
demanding and known for being ruthless in drills, she had not ran any
since comming to Starbase 400 but she relished any chances to flex her
muscles while on duty as she sighed.

The drill she had just completed simulated a two Warbird attack and the
Vanguard was able to fight them off but not before sustaining heavy
dammage and losing a third of her crew to casulties and wounded.

It Would end in Mission abort.

Yamaguchi sighed softly as she was not pleased as she tapped the console
as she was tired and frustrated as she looked out at the empity space
that lay ahead of them, they were also about forty hours away from their
target and to her knowlege there was no working plan as yet but then she
would be informed when a working plan was established or so she hoped.

Yamaguchi accepted the PADD with the finalized results of the drill and
needless to say, she was less then amused as she wanted to scream at someone
but she remained still as she read over the results for a third time.

Captain Clifford was off duty at present and anyone else who could command
the watch so Torilla found herself in the center chair but then with all
these heavyweights around, she found it amusing that she had any time for
command at all.

She chuckled softly but it drew a look from about the bridge.

"Something wrong sir?" the Operations Officer inquired.

"Just thinking to myself Ensign, The New girl to command is presently
in command... The universe truly has a preverse sense of humor." with
that she smiled. "Alright.. lets set up for another drill.." and with
that a rather evil smile appeared on her lips. "And... take it from the
top." she looked at the Operations officer. "Sock it to them Ensign....
begin the drill but as before... keep the brass out of it."

"Keeping the brass out... keeping the tinnies in.... aye sir."

"Tinnies?" Yamaguchi inquired.

"Ummm.... sorry sir... its umm..."

"Its an insult to the Navy from Starfighter command. I figured.."

"I'm sorry sir..."

"Its fine.." Yamaguchi responded. "Foreward your file to my Exec... I could
use a man like you."

The Ensign raised an eyebrow. "Starting the drill and a Romulan warbird just appeared on long range sensors... its not heading for us..."

"Are they indeed?" Yamaguchi inquired with a good natured smile, if it
bothered her that a Romulan warbird appeared in the middle of a drill,
she either didn't seem to let it bother her or she had nerves made of
methane ice.

"Sir, another warbird just appeared, its trailing the first... same patrol
pattern..."

"Very well, keep an eye on them while we run the drill." Yamaguchi commented
as she made herself comfitable in the chair.

***** Here's where the fun begins - Anakin Skywalker *****

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