Destroyer: Star Empire Hunter

New ship revealed

It has been one week since dealing with the Romulan Star Empire. Captain Demi Jackson stood in front of a window, hands clasped behind his back, in his temporary quarters abroad Earth Space Dock, looking out at the stars and the ships that were coming to or leaving the station. He was a tall man, six-foot and one-inch to be precise, with dark skin. His nose was like an Idanian and he had black markings around his eyes like a Kinzirc. His eyes were bright blue like a white walkers from Game of Thrones. His hair was black and combed back and he had a stylized beard with the mustache curling up. He was dressed in the black, red, and gold of a Starfleet admiral with a fleet admirals bars on his collar. The chime for his quarters sounded. "Enter." Said Demi, his voice was deep and cultured, reminiscent of Earths England, as he turned to the door.

The door opened and in walked a female Andorian Starfleet officer. Her makeup was a dark shade of blue, two antennas on her forehead, her hair was white, and she wore it long with the right side pulled behind her left ear. Her uniform was that of a Commanding officer, but with the blue stripe of a science officer and the pips on her collar showed she was a commander. "Fleet Admiral." Said the woman as she walked up to him, her voice smooth and relaxed.

"Commander Rose. How is the crew fairing with our unconventional shore leave?" Commander Crystal Rose tilted her head left and right with a slight grimace on her face.

"I've been getting mixed results from both talking to them and sensing their emotions. Most are doing fine, while others are finding it difficult to accept the loss of the ship and some of their fellow crewmembers." She paused a moment "Feelings our captain is sharing?"

Demi gave her a sad smile. "It was hard to give the order to abandon the New Orleans."

Cyrtsal gave him a sympathizing look. "I know it was. It was had to follow that order for all of us." Her eyes seemed to sparkle as she gave him a teasing smirk. "It would have been worse if our captain had gone down with the ship in his attempt to retrieve that." She tilted her head at the model on the small table to the left of the room. It was a model of an Intrepid class star ship and it was attached to a large trapezoidal base with a plaque that read 'U.S.S. Voyager'.

Demi chuckled. "Had to save it. That model has been with me since I assembled it at the academy." Crystal shook her head at the memory of her captain running to his ready room instead of the turbolift shouting that he had to get something, only to come out with that model saying 'Okay, now we can go.'

"Yes, and I'm sure your hero worship for Admiral Janeway and her crew have nothing to do with it." Demi gave her a playful glare. Crystal laughed at her friend and captain, before she examined the other stray thoughts coming from him. "Your also worried about something else? Our new mission? The Romulan?"

Demi frowned and turned back to looking out the window. " She unfortunately went through the same as us." Crystal joined him in looking out the window.

"Yes, but she lost her entire crew and ship."

Demi gave his first officer a side look, "and I doubt she would put up with your sass like I do. Word around Starfleet is that she has the habit of threatening her subordinates with a trip out an air lock."

"Like you haven't thought of sending me out an airlock before." Said Crystal with a laugh. Her face gained a serious look, "No more changing the subject Captain, what's on your mind?"

After a long moment Demi sighed, turned, and walked to the table where the model was. Next to the model was a single PADD, Demi picked it up and handed it to the commander. "Our new assignment."

Crystal read through the padd but stopped and looked up at him. "We don't even have a ship yet!"

Demi was about to say something when his combadge chirped. "Commander Stone to Fleet Admiral Jackson."