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 Post subject: January 2384 – Tough Decisions
PostPosted: Mon Oct 04, 2010 5:55 pm 
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Butterworth decides to turn down Launceston’s offer, during this realises that it would only be a matter of time before command would insist he takes up a desk job. With designs on the Isis Mission, Butterworth decides to bite the bullet and takes a voluntary demotion to the rank of Captain so he can remain in command of the Pacifica and take part in the Isis Mission. Returns to the Pacifica with Connie. During this time the USS Pacifica is reassigned to the forth fleet.

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The January 2384 hotspot carries on from where the December one left off. Butterworth decides to return to Pacifica and takes up rank of Captain. During this hotspot Butterworth will approach Ensign Sara Roberts about rejoining the Pacifica.

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 Post subject: Re: January 2384 – Tough Decisions
PostPosted: Wed Oct 20, 2010 1:02 am 
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Title: Familiar Grounds
Location: Starfleet Academy Grounds Earth
Timeline: 9th of January 2384 - 1538 Hours

OFF: This post will mention briefly details on the events that had transpired before this post. I won’t elaborate on those details to much as they simply haven’t been written yet.

ON:

~~~~Starfleet Academy Grounds Earth~~~~

Captain Daniel Butterworth was currently walking around the afternoon sun drenched grounds of Star Fleet Academy in San Francisco on Earth. He was on his way to the Academy Flight Range where he was going to meet with one of the Pacifica’s former crewmembers, Ensign Sara Roberts who had taken up a teaching position at the Academy where she was training up and coming fighter pilots. Butterworth was visiting the Ensign in order to try and lure her back to the Pacifica to fill a vacancy that had opened in the Pacifica’s Security and Tactical Department whilst he had been on Earth with Connie. He had been disappointed to hear from Commander Harrington that they lost the services of their former Chief Security Officer who was transferring to the USS Mornington. He wished that he had been there to see her off as she had become a vital cog of the Pacifica’s staff during the Gorn Conflict.

This was his second visit to the beautiful historic city in the past week. On his previous visit he had committed what one Admiral had described as “Career Suicide,” when he had appeared before Star Fleet Command seeking a voluntary demotion back to the rank of Captain. His decision and reason behind why he had did it had taken many of the Admirals by surprise, especially since he had just recently been nominated for a position on the Admiralty. He couldn’t help but feel that he was letting a number of people down with his decision, but he knew that he had made the right call and he had no intention of changing his mind. The meeting with the Admirals and the weeks leading up to it, had been a difficult period for Butterworth and he was glad that it was now well and truly behind him. It felt like a great weight had been lifted from his shoulders and it had brought a spring back to his step. He was now feeling refreshed and eager to get back to where he belonged and that was in the centre seat on the bridge of the Pacifica.

It had been years since Butterworth had last walked the grounds of Star Fleet Academy and he couldn’t help but feel nostalgic at being back on his old stomping grounds. Very little had changed at the Academy over the years, the place was still full of bright eyed and eager cadets, the grounds were still a beautiful sight that served as a wonderful place for cadets and Star Fleet Officers alike to rest and relax.

He had little trouble finding the building that he was looking for and that building was for the office’s attached to the Academy’s Flight Range. Butterworth entered the foyer through the large main glass doors and instantly felt a welcome rush of warm air from the building’s heaters. The sun outside while bright and beautiful had done little to ease the chill that had been brought on by the strong sea breeze. Butterworth looked around the foyer his eyes quickly falling on the eye catching water feature that occupied the centre of the large room.

Butterworth: ;;to himself;; That’s new.

Butterworth strolled across to the reception desk that was manned by a young Ensign who’s head was buried in her computer monitor. Sensing Butterworth’s presence the Ensign looked up from whatever it was that she had been doing and quickly leapt up from her chair.

Ensign: ;;snapping to attention;; Good afternoon Sir.

Butterworth: ;;nods;; Afternoon Ensign, I’m looking for Ensign Roberts’.

The Ensign nodded her head and consulted the data on her monitor. It took her a couple of seconds to ascertain the information that Butterworth was seeking.

Ensign: She is in her office Sir. Fifth floor section five twelve.

Butterworth: That would be to the right from the elevator?

The Ensign nodded her head, then quickly churned out a full list of directions. Butterworth had a pretty good idea on where he was going, but he nevertheless let the Ensign finish as she was just trying to be polite and helpful.

Butterworth: Thank you Ensign.

Ensign: ;;smiles;; Thank you Sir. I hope that you have a wonderful afternoon.

Butterworth nodded his head and returned the Ensign’s smile. Concluding his business at the reception desk the Captain turned around and proceeded to make his way across to the row of elevators that lined the rear wall of the foyer.

OFF: There is a brief set up for a JP that is coming right behind this.

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 Post subject: Re: January 2384 – Tough Decisions
PostPosted: Wed Oct 20, 2010 1:52 am 
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Title: An Offer
Location: Starfleet Academy Earth
Timeline: 9th of January 2384 - 1550 Hours

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Sara sat in her office, the two flight cadets before her, both with smug smiled. They were smug because their father was Admiral Thomas McNeil. And dad had managed to get them this far in the academy.

She then spoke in her monotone voice that she reserved for when she was angry. "Your designation as Flight Cadet has been revoked. Your inadvisable actions in preforming dangerous and illegal stunts has placed others at risk, and therefore, you will no longer fly Federation Starfighters."

Both of them spoke, "We'll just make a call to our pop and straighten this whole thing out with your immediate superior."

"Unlikely. I have your flight recorders. The only thing your father will accomplish by defending you will be to embarrass himself in front of the Judge Advocate General. Being the offspring of a Starfleet Admiral dose not entitle you to privileges exceeding that of a Starfleet Cadet." They smiled again, "Pop's gonna have a field day with you Borgy. I bet you'll 'adapt' just fine to a relay station for your next post."

"Irrelevant. We are not speaking of the consequences of my decision, we are focusing on the consequences of your carelessness. If your father presses the issue, I will go to JAG." Sara noted. She then tapped her combadge. =^= Roberts to Niral, escort both Cadet Brian and James McNeil from my office. =^= Both of the unruly cadets were then removed from Sara's office.

She leaned back to pinch the bridge of her nose. She could reject those two as pilots, but then Admiral McNeil will be coming in to get them reinstated. It was here that she prayed for a miracle.

~~~~Outside of Roberts’ Office~~~~

Butterworth watched the commotion unfold in front of him as two Starfleet Cadets with attitude were almost unwillingly escorted out of Ensign Sara Roberts Office. Not surprisingly he was shocked by the behaviour that he was seeing from the two cadets and the disrespect that was coming from that as well. Although Butterworth didn’t know the full story of what had just happened, but he knew enough from what he had just seen to know that both cadets didn’t deserve to wear the uniform and that was something that he intended to make note of after his meeting with Ensign Roberts.

He waited patiently for the cadets to be escorted away before he made his way across to Roberts’ office and made his way inside. He came to a stop in the open doorframe as he spotted Ensign Roberts who was across at her desk where she was leaning back in her chair and staring blankly up at the plain ceiling. Butterworth knocked on the side of the door, before he fully stepped into the room.

Sara spoke, "Just put it on the desk with the others." She stated, not knowing at first who it was, she assumed it was another officer with a PADD for her, and she was too busy dealing with the headache that just came on.

Butterworth allowed himself a little chuckle as he leaned up against the wall, “It looks like you already have enough reading material.”

She then recognized the voice. "Captain Daniel Butterworth. Greetings." She mentioned. "What can I do for you today?"

“By the looks of things, it’s more like what I can do for you,” Butterworth replied in earnest. “How are you Ensign?”

"I am un.... fine..." She mentioned, trying to get herself into a good mood.

It had been several months since Butterworth had last seen Roberts and he could tell that she hadn’t changed much during that time. Back when she had been serving on the Pacifica, Roberts had a tendency to become rigid and mechanical with her replies when she was feeling upset or frustrated; that still seemed to be part of her.

She sighed. "I just drummed both of Vice Admiral McNeil's Spoiled brats out of the Starfighter Corps." She stated, hoping he'd get the gist of what happened.

“Those were McNeil’s kids?” Butterworth glanced back over his shoulder at the now closed doors that moments earlier he had seen the Vice Admiral’s kids be almost dragged through. He had met McNeil several times in the past and knew him to be a mostly reasonable Starfleet Officer, which made it quite surprising that those two disrespectful cadets that he had just seen were his two sons. “It looks like the apple can fall far from the tree.”

"Unlikely, considering the gravitational constants. Perhaps with enough wind the apple..." She stopped herself from bragging before Butterworth spoke.

“Nevermind,” Butterworth smiled as he quickly dismissed his previous statement with a wave of his hand. “It’s just a human expression.”

Sara pulled a picture from her desk, "However, I have succeeded in training many Starfighter Pilots." The picture was a group photograph with almost three rows of newly-graduated pilots. Sara was on one side of the rows, and her assistant instructor was on another. "But sometimes I still get covert gestures of hostility here on Earth. I miss the Pacifica, Captain, I felt more accepted with your crew than here on Earth."

Butterworth wasn’t surprised by what Roberts had just confided in him, Earth was a paradise, one that was often far removed from conflict but the Borg had brought fear to every corner of the Federation and Earth was no exception. “That’s the main reason why I am here actually,” Butterworth replied before pausing momentarily to gage the Ensign’s reaction. “It just so happens that I find myself in need of an experienced officer to head up the Pacifica’s Security and Tactical Department, and since I was in the neighbourhood I thought that I would stop by and see if you are interested in the job.” He paused again to allow his offer to sink in, before he gently prodded her. “So, how about it?”

She smiled a bit. "That would be acceptable."

Butterworth smiled, he had came into the meeting with a feeling that Roberts wasn’t going to pass up on the offer a hunch which had proven correct. “I had a feeling that you would say yes.”

"Thank you captain." She responded.

“It will take me a couple of days to organize the transfer,” Butterworth replied as he scratched the back in his head, “But it should be approved before I return to the Pacifica.”

Sara spoke, "That is agreeable, as it will serve me well. You see, Admiral McNeil will want to transfer me to some far-flung post for what I've done today. But he will have a hard time transferring me to a relay station somewhere if he learns another transfer is already pending. During this time, I can deliver the recordings of Admiral McNeil’s kids and their hazardous stunting to the Judge Advocate General. With no real way to put pressure on me through my current CO, he'll have to tell his kids to grin and bear it."

“I don’t think that there will be a lot of grinning coming from those two for a while,” Butterworth replied as he strolled across to the large observation windows that lined one of the walls of Roberts’ Office. Butterworth had noticed the view of the flight range’s grounds from the window when he had first entered the office and wanted to take a closer look. He spent a few minutes looking out at the almost peaceful view as he used the time to catch up with his former and as of now future Chief Security and Tactical Officer.

She smiled, "I've recovered many emotions since we parted, including deception." She laughed a bit. "And it's very useful at times."

“Around here I imagine that it would be,” Butterworth replied as he turned back around to face Roberts who was still seated at her desk. “There’s always a whole lot of politics that happen around here, thankfully that something that we are able to avoid a lot of while we are out on the frontier.”

Sara nodded, "Agreed, and say hi to Connie and the others for me. I'll be up there as soon as all the legalities are finalized."

Daniel nodded his head, “There’s no rush Ensign, I won’t be heading back to the Pacifica myself for a couple of days yet.” He paused for a second as a smile crossed his face then continued. “But I will pass that onto Connie and the crew for you.”

Butterworth wrapped up his visit with Ensign Roberts and allowed her to get back to her work. The Ensign still had a couple of busy days ahead of her during which time her transfer would be finalised, he just hoped that it would give her enough time to wrap up everything before she left Earth. Butterworth’s own thoughts turned to heading home to Connie who was back in Hobart where they had been staying for the last couple of weeks. Thanks to the 19 hour time difference between San Francisco and Hobart Connie had been asleep when he had left for the Academy as it had been fairly early in the morning down in Hobart. He was looking forward to getting back home as he wanted to enjoy the rest of his shore leave with Connie in total peace and quiet.

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