Lieutenant Call was working hard for the arrival of the USS Hood. Alot things were being done by Call, he had to juggle both Tactical and Operations. He hoped that Star Fleet would assign an operations officer.
"Sir, there is some thing wrong with the sensor sweeps they are picking up alot of junk sir. Excuse the word junk."A young crewman wearing the gold uniform . Call stood up and walked over to the tactical station. And started to read the data and shook his head in disgust.
"Crewman the so called junk is over 100 meters long and metallic. "Call pressed a few buttons and zoomed the screen in. It was a Federation star ship. It was the USS Hood "She's a few hours early."Call said out loud.
Commander Jeffreys stepped out of his office and walked over to the Engineering station.
"Commander Jeffreys, the Hood has just entered the system."
Commander Jeffreys looked at Call and said, "Very well, Hail them and tell them to dock. Oh, and tell Captain Jennings hello for me."
"Very well sir, but that's your job, to greet the Captain of any starship. It's a form of respect sir."
Jeffreys gave a look of unease to Lieutenant Call. He didn't feel the need to be reminded of everything a station commander was supposed to do.
"Very well, tell Captain Jennings I'll speak with him later." He walked back into his office.
Call walked over to OPS and noticed that a small probe was in range of the station. It was a communications probe, most likely from the Hood.
Sending out the proper codes, Call retrieved the message. It was audio only.
[Captain Jennings of the USS Hood to Supply Base 901. We are experience difficulties with our short rance sensor array. Would appriciate any help in navigating though the Brair Patch. We are attempting to use auxillery sensons and propes, but our speed is slow. We would appriciate any assistance. Jennings out.]
Nathan walked over to Jeffreys' office. Another command desician, he's not going to like this.
The USS Hood docked after Garek had led her through the Patch.
Lieutenant Commander Kelly joined Call in the airlock when it came to greeting the crew members coming on board. A good looking female Trill stepped out into the Hallway first, and handed Commander Kelly a PADD since he was the Senior officer there.
"Sir Lieutenant Nugent, chief counselor."
"Welcome aboard Lieutenant, I'm Lieutenant Commander Kelly, Chief Inteligence officer onboard the station. And this is my colleague Lieutenant Call, Chief Tactical officer for the Station. If you'd follow me ."
Call was quite and gave a smile to Lieutenant Nugent. As she walked by behind her he saw someone he hadn't seen in 10 years.
The older man wearing the gold uniform that had petty officer stripes on the collar. The man had no hair on top of his head except for some hair above his ears. His teeth were yellowed and he smelled of a nasty smelling after shave.
"Well well, if it isn't Ole Hicksvile, the worst and most corrupt man in the Fleet. He caused the death of Captain Lumis, and countless others," he said to his fellow officers.
He gave smirk and said, "Well I see your back on duty Call. I mean Lieutenant. And they never proved a thing with Captain Lumis. You seem to be the only one who hasn't dropped it yet."
"Commander Kelly and Lieutenant Nugent, please excuse me while I leave this place. It smells like a load of Targ crap just came on board."
Call walked quickly down the hallway and kicked a few creates that were stacked in the hallway.
"Damn, all the people in the world to serve with, God not him. Damn it to hell."