Director Svensson's Office

[Peter Svensson]

OFF: well, we agreed that you'd become the base XO, right?

[Peter Svensson]

OFF: Thank you for letting me know.

[Enoch]

*Enoch smiles.*
"The customers in Celtic Corner tend to agree with you, director. Thank you for your help, and I will await further instructions from you."

[K]

Orders maintenance to clear the rooms and make them very nice and tidy.

[Ken Garcia]

well, our mission began with us having to help the Blackfire with their mission to investigate the Romulation Coalition.  It shifted into us transporting two Romulan members aboard our ship. They are Corrantan and his assistant.

OFF: I am sorry that I could not give a more detailed report. everything seemed a little sketchy to me.

[James Picard]

=/\= Yes Captain. =/\=

After a long few hours of conversation with both RomulansI come to the Office.

*Presses the Chime* and waits for permisiion to enter.

Director Svensson: Enter.

Walking I tell them everything I got from the romulans.

Director Captain this is why Sub-Commander Corratan was sent to spy on the Renegades as the R.S.E. is calling them. They are working with a faction of the Klingon Empire which apparently Both the K.E. And the Tal Shiar are worried about. They are using in the eyes of the Klingon High Council Unklingon behaviour. Apparrently Sir's they are, or have been, with the help of  Klingon Faction, making Bio Chemical Weaponary Sirs. This is what I have been told by Tal Shiar Operative Sub Commander Corratan.

[Peter Svensson]

OFF: sorry, having some very busy days. Will post veryyy soon.

[Peter Svensson]

"By all means, Mr. Picard, permission granted. And welcome, Mr. Johny Q, how can I help you?"

[Tyn]

OFF: So he doesn't go on a wild goose chase, she's been in ops, the replitoire, and now she's off the base and on SS avalon. Good day! http://expansionfleet.sparks.priorweb.be/ikonboard/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/smile.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt=':)'>

[Peter Svensson]

*Svensson was looking out the window of his office, that gave view of the entire 'crater' inside the asteroid, where Intelligence and Section 31 ships were docked. One of those ships was the U.S.S. Phoenix, a ship he had commanded until recently, when he had taken command of this base after its construction was complete. He felt good with the position he had now, but somehow he still missed the days of action that only the captain's seat of a starship could provide. The U.S.S. Phoenix had gone through an overhaul upgrade and refit, and most of the crew had been reassigned elsewhere, either temporary or permanent. Times had changed, so it seemed to Svensson, as he pondered on this while turning around to face his desk. Suddenly, the computer makes a beep, signalling an incoming transmission. Svensson frowns, he didn't expect any of his agents to report in for another week, had something happened? Had something gone wrong? Immediately, he sat down behind his computer terminal and pushed a button.*
"Computer, log in to incoming transmission, authorisation Svensson Alpha Delta 5239, voice recognition and biosigns comparison."
Computer: "Stand by."
*After a few moments, the face of a not unfamiliar man appears on the screen. Svensson looks up in surprise.*
"Mr. Enoch, what a surprise. It has been some time since we spoke."

[Peter Svensson]

*Svensson leans back in his chair, as he gives the matter some thought. Then he reactivates his computer terminal, and brings up the pictures again. He loads the available information on the crystal stone, and studies it intently for some time. Until suddenly, he bumps into a particular piece of information.*
"Zack Mannion, my old friend, if only you were here now to see this... You wouldn't believe your eyes."
*Quickly, he turns off his terminal again and leaves his quarters, heading for the transporter room. Arriving there, he orders the transporter chief to beam him over to the U.S.S. Phoenix, and moments later he dematerialises.*