The Flag Admiral's Office

[Vorak]

=^= Vorak to Ops =^=
Please acknowledge the incoming distress call of the U.S.S. Skytoucher at once.
=^= Vorak out =^=

[Taurik]

"Indeed, if the Loxians do decide to continue, they will undoubtedly bolster their numbers before attacking. Hovever, even if they do not, our chances of coming out of the conflict without losing most, if not all, of the ships defending the station, and possiblly the station itself, are slim. And there is nothing stopping the Loxians from sending their reinforcements anyway. We need the assistance of other divisions. Should the Tiberon, Ares from Omega Division, and the Excalibur and Alamo from Nova Division, join our fleet, they could feasibly turn the odds in our favor."

[Vorak]

"Indeed. Most practical. I will put it on the list. Anything else?"
*He pushes some buttons on his padd to add it to the list.*

[Hedford]

"Understood Sir"

*Hedford gets up and follows Embries out of the office*

[Vorak]

"I am quite certain that Vorlok is well, on the station. I shall prove so by locating him through Hermes. Hermes, locate the half-Klingon boy named Vorlok."

[Vorak]

OFF: and then it was 1900 hours / 0700 hours in the evening / 7pm

*Vorak puts aside his padds and nodds at Ms. Love.*
"I believe it is our scheduled time.  Shall we proceed to the Klingon Restaurant?"

[Vorak]

OFF: Ok, the person that knocked at my door has apparently disappeared from here. So let's continue the in-game conversation assuming that this did not happen. http://expansionfleet.sparks.priorweb.be/ikonboard/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/smile.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt=':)'>

[KHa Var]

"It is good to know that at least one other person in the family can keep their promises.  Of course it was illogical that you would reject the wedding vows when you risked so much!  Why do you think I did not believe your parents, when they told me you rejected them, and that I should do the same.  For that reason alone I kept trying to send messages to you over the last 8 years.  And I don't believe they were rebounced because of the Expansion Nebula, unless you were stationed in this sector of space for the past 8 years.  Which I highly doubt to be the case.  As I see your Ponn Farr situation, it would be best if I stay around for a while."

*KHa'Var standing with her arms crossed, crinkles her nose at the thought of a hologram of her.*

"And I would prefer that you come to me instead of some poor, fake imitation hologram of me.  Now about your son.  I think it is time you fulfill your role in his life.  So far he has lived his life without the guidance of his true father.  I have been teaching him the ways of a warrior, but I cannot teach him the ways of being a man, for obvious reasons.  Now where could Vorlok be?

*She wonders about her son's location and begins to verbally recall where she knows he was.*

"First he was in your quarters, then he was brought back here by a man called Jarron.  I then requested that someone watch him while I speak to you alone.  I also said that who ever watches Vorlok can take him to the holodecks, or tour the station.  Oh yes! That's right.  Vorlok should be with Jarron, somewhere on the station.  That is if Vorlok didn't slip away from him.  So being this is your station, what do you suggest to be the 'most logical' way of locating your son, Vorlok, and bringing him here to meet him for the first time?"

*KHa'Var decides to let him take charge of their son for a change.  'I want to see how he manages Vorlok and the mischief caused by a young son.'*

[Comm One]

*he gives a small bow*

"As you wish."

*Then returns upright and awaits an answer from Gordon*

[Montrell]

*Montrell stepped out of his office and heads to OPS. But before he left the corridor he heared activity in the Flag Admirals office. "Since when did the admiral return?" Montrell thought. Montrell touched the panel on the right side of the door and it opened. The room was lighted and he could see a female standing at the desk, with her back facing him*

"I'm sorry? But what are you doing in this office....?"

[Comm One]

'Very well. Mr. Gordon, would like to be transported to the palace abord my ship or would you feel comfortable bringing a ship of your own? We depart in 20 minutes. I have sent orders to t0he service fleet here to assist in repair that they are now under Captain Lurados command for the time being."

[Vorak]

*Vorak takes a few moments to consider all that admiral Montrell has told him.*
"Relocate. We need to relocate. The location of Avalon Station so close to the Expansion Nebula has been a good strategic advantage when the Expansion project was first launched by Starfleet, but after all recent events it would be illogical to remain the station in what has become a defenseless area in space. I have in mind to move the station and bring it in orbit around Dantor."

[Paris Love]

*Enters with two duffle-like bags and nods to the Admiral*

"Bags packed, Admiral."

[Hermes]

"Negative, admiral. It appears he is... exploring the station, and its different departments. He is apparently quite keen of speaking with a particular admiral Sullivan."

[Paris Love]

OFF: Hmm...dinner at seven in the morning...'dem Vulcans are strange. I think you mean 1900 hours...But I'm not one to correct the admiral.