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 **<U.S.S. Republic (Luna Class); in orbit of Nimbus III. Present Day.>** **<U.S.S. Republic (Luna Class); in orbit of Nimbus III. Present Day.>**
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 John Carter and Leon Cromwell exchanged nervous looks. Then they both turned their attention to Doug Forrest who held up his hands in protest. “Don't look at me.” The Blackshirt said. “I just got here.” With no further fanfare, the trio made the quick journey from the briefing room, through the hatch that opened to the front of Republic's bridge. John Carter and Leon Cromwell exchanged nervous looks. Then they both turned their attention to Doug Forrest who held up his hands in protest. “Don't look at me.” The Blackshirt said. “I just got here.” With no further fanfare, the trio made the quick journey from the briefing room, through the hatch that opened to the front of Republic's bridge.
  
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 __**Part II: Honor Among Enemies**__ __**Part II: Honor Among Enemies**__
  
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 **<Personal residence of the Vice-President of the Federation Council. Caldos Colony, Beta Quadrant. Present Day.>** **<Personal residence of the Vice-President of the Federation Council. Caldos Colony, Beta Quadrant. Present Day.>**
  
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 “I’d appreciate that, yes. Thank You.” Wilson answered as he closed the link. “Dining on ashes at a table for one.” he said coldly, and he began constructing ways to survive what he knew was coming. “I’d appreciate that, yes. Thank You.” Wilson answered as he closed the link. “Dining on ashes at a table for one.” he said coldly, and he began constructing ways to survive what he knew was coming.
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 **<Starbase 39 Sierra, Conference Room 2. Present Day.>** **<Starbase 39 Sierra, Conference Room 2. Present Day.>**
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 Kim Dorian, Vance Devloch, Chase Meridian, and Nat Hawk each felt very different things as they waited for what was sure to be a contentious briefing from both Starfleet Intelligence, and Starfleet Operations Command. In the chaos that followed the commandeering of the U.S.S. Republic from her rightful command crew, the fraction of ship’s personnel who had remained loyal to Kim Dorian made the tactical decision to fall back to the Luna class ship’s mission pod, ostensibly to regroup and restore order. To Dorian’s now eternal regret, it hadn’t worked out that way.  Kim Dorian, Vance Devloch, Chase Meridian, and Nat Hawk each felt very different things as they waited for what was sure to be a contentious briefing from both Starfleet Intelligence, and Starfleet Operations Command. In the chaos that followed the commandeering of the U.S.S. Republic from her rightful command crew, the fraction of ship’s personnel who had remained loyal to Kim Dorian made the tactical decision to fall back to the Luna class ship’s mission pod, ostensibly to regroup and restore order. To Dorian’s now eternal regret, it hadn’t worked out that way. 
  
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 By the time the spaceliner left the Nimbus system, no one was the wiser that Republic was even in high solar orbit above the planet, let alone had increased the size of her crew by over fifty people. By the time the spaceliner left the Nimbus system, no one was the wiser that Republic was even in high solar orbit above the planet, let alone had increased the size of her crew by over fifty people.
  
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 **<Location: Main Shuttlebay, Deck 10, Engineering Section, USS Republic (Luna Class), in orbit of Nimbus III>** **<Location: Main Shuttlebay, Deck 10, Engineering Section, USS Republic (Luna Class), in orbit of Nimbus III>**
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 Now that the truth was out, and the real John Carter had finally woken up from his sleep in the desert. He had work to do.  Now that the truth was out, and the real John Carter had finally woken up from his sleep in the desert. He had work to do. 
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 **<Location: Deep Space Nine, Ops. Present Day>** **<Location: Deep Space Nine, Ops. Present Day>**
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 Vic didn’t waste time ogling the fact that he was in perhaps the most famous Starfleet office in history as he quickly seated himself behind the communications console.  Making sure he had enough elbow room between the Saltah'na clock on one side of the monitor, and the baseball memento on the other, his fingers danced across the keypad, tracing the location of the communique before opening the channel.  His mind raced in inquisitiveness at who the caller might be, going through all the possibilities of who would know the archaic precedence that was of his own design. Vic didn’t waste time ogling the fact that he was in perhaps the most famous Starfleet office in history as he quickly seated himself behind the communications console.  Making sure he had enough elbow room between the Saltah'na clock on one side of the monitor, and the baseball memento on the other, his fingers danced across the keypad, tracing the location of the communique before opening the channel.  His mind raced in inquisitiveness at who the caller might be, going through all the possibilities of who would know the archaic precedence that was of his own design.
  
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