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Change In Command

Posted on Sun Jan 27, 2019 @ 9:03am by Commodore Nathaniel "Nate" Jackson & Captain Anthony Richardson
Edited on on Mon Apr 8, 2019 @ 12:57pm

Mission: All In A Day's Work
Location: Providence Fleet Yards, Deck 145, Observation Deck
Timeline: Mission Day 1 at 1630

Most of the personnel assigned to the Free Romulan Movement and those for the USS Excalibur that had already arrived on Providence were hanging around the large room that overlooked the docking bays. There, in front of the large glass panels was the new Excalibur ship. The docking port was visible, and could easily be noticed as a few people walking backwards and forwards along the port, the ship was still being refitted after being out of service for the last six weeks, but they were almost finished.

Everyone was mingling, everyone was enjoying the reception. It was something planned very quickly, the replicators were still going and the food was still being brought out every few minutes, but people didn’t seem to mind. It was nice to get away from the work for just a small period of time and enjoy the company of others. Everyone was chatting away, plenty to be discussed.

Nate had already been here, he was chatting away to a few young members of the new Excalibur crew, he was surprised some of the senior staff hadn’t shown up, but then it brushed past his mind. They were probably already getting settled into their new quarters. It seemed word had gotten out that the Excalibur ship was ready and some personnel had taken it upon themselves to get straight onboard and see their new digs.

Anthony was there, he was chatting with someone. Wasn’t sure who it was, but it kept him from being able to pull away and get on with the task at hand; “You see, Captain” said the Bolian he was speaking with “Unless the movement plan on making any advances into the corridor again, by which time, we will have seen the possible movement and can assign new tactics and arrangements to the corridor, they won’t be able to…” he was stopped mid-sentence.

“I’m sorry, but if you will excuse me, I think I’m needed by one of my staff,” he said, finally figuring out the plan to get away. It had been fifteen minutes non-stop with that Bolian. As he stepped away, he thought; “I hope he isn’t assigned to my crew?”

Nate saw the interaction, and just had a little giggle. He headed over to the glass panels where a small podium had been set up.

“Alright, everyone. Time to settle down, we have a few formal proceedings to go through. I want to make this short and sweet, but as many of you know, the USS Phoenix is no longer. Following their assignment, and the departure from Starfleet of Captain Rick Sapsford, the ship was due to be sent back to Earth for retrofit and use as a secondary academy cruiser simulation. We saved her from that fate, and have reassigned the ship into active service. I am also authorised to undertake the following announcement from the Starfleet Chief of Operations”

“To Commodore Nathaniel Jackson, for special dispensation to change the name of the USS Phoenix to USS Excalibur, NCC-77900-A. Authorised Vice Admiral Gregory D. Fangio, Starfleet Command”

Everyone gave a round of applause, the ship now had a new name. The same registry, with a twist. But she was now officially the USS Excalibur. The lights were turned on around the hull, showing the hard work that had gone in, the name shone bright. It was official.

“All hands. Attention to orders” Nate spoke up, over the applause. It died down very quickly. Everyone perked up a little bit more.

“From Starfleet Headquarters, Office of the Admiralty, to Captain Anthony Richardson,” he said, looking over at Anthony, who was now getting up from the seat he had taken to stand to the right of Nate and await his new orders.

“As of this date, you are hereby requested and required to take command of USS Excalibur. Signed Vice Admiral Yewande Banda, Stardate 66491.4” he said, passing over a PADD to Anthony with all the orders signed off on.

“Computer, transfer all command codes to Captain Richardson”

“Command code transferred” replied the computer.

“I relieve you, sir." was the response Anthony gave, it was a very formal ceremony. The command sat with Nate, and now it sat with Anthony, it was his ship now.

"I stand relieved," Nate replied. The burden was off his shoulders for the command, but not his family.

Everyone joined in a round of applause. The reception started up again. The conversations that had ceased earlier were back in full swing.

 

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