Captain Jonathan Rome

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Re: Captain Jonathan Rome

Postby Aoibhe Ni » Tue Aug 16, 2016 5:32 pm

Yea? And... and?!?

The rest of the message, please!

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Re: Captain Jonathan Rome

Postby Einar S » Wed Aug 17, 2016 2:39 pm

Aoibhe Ni wrote:Yea? And... and?!?

The rest of the message, please!


I'm afraid that's classified at a Captain's level
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Re: Captain Jonathan Rome

Postby Aoibhe Ni » Wed Aug 17, 2016 2:49 pm

Einar S wrote:
Aoibhe Ni wrote:Yea? And... and?!?

The rest of the message, please!


I'm afraid that's classified at a Captain's level


I'M A GD, DAMMIT!!

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Re: Captain Jonathan Rome

Postby C. J. Short » Thu Aug 18, 2016 3:12 am

Are you a Captain? No? Then butt out. :colbert:
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Captain Jonathan Rome 11608.29

Postby Einar S » Wed Aug 31, 2016 11:08 pm

Featuring C.J as Commander Nael

Commander Nael of the Eagle's Maw stood in the ready room of Captain Jonathan Rome. The look on his face was a complex one. There hints of appraisal, challenge and confidence, and all with a trademark Romulan smirk.
Thus far, however, he'd stuck to his word. He transported over unarmed and unaccompanied, and his ship was silently hiding behind the third moon of D'rell with the Hyperion.
"Captain Rome. You won't believe me, but I have been wanting a chance to meet you for a while. May I sit?" he asked, motioning to the chair in front of Rome's desk. His voice was deep and resonant, which made for a pleasant tenor.
Jonathan motioned for him to sit while moving across the room himself, he had opted for greeting his visitor standing, rather than sitting behind his desk. He knew the Romulans and they, not unlike Klingons, valued honour – not posturing. However the old saying never turn your back on a Romulan chimed in his head. “I had no idea I was famous within Romulan circles” he said non-chalant as he took his own seat.

Nael moved and sat down with methodical confidence, not taking his eyes of Rome.
"You're famous in informed Romulan circles," he replied. "Your crew exposed your own government's plant in the Praetor's inner circle. A legendary act among the few who know about it. You led an impressive campaign against the Tzenkethi. And, of course, your recent involvement at Vintaki is the current buzz in Tal Shiar circles. Quite famous."
Jonathan said nothing for a few moments as he took in this new information. “My involvement at Vintaki was minimal, but thankfully your own government saw the reason in preserving peace. He knew about the plant. The only one who knew was the Praetor herself, and she made our lives dependent on our silence in the matter. Did he also know about Section 31, and Dixon?.

“So what can I do for you?”.
There was a barely-perceptible twitch in the corner of Nael's mouth, deepening that smirk for a brief moment. He glanced out the ready room window at D'rell's moon, calmly tapping his fingers on the chair's armrest.
"I suppose you're here to welcome our new cosmic neighbors," he said. "Sell them on the Federation as a beacon of peace, and cooperation, and so on. Is that right?"
“No sales pitch. I firmly believe in welcoming them to the next phase of their evolution without alterior motives, Commander Nael. However, can the same be said about the Empire?”
Nael chuckled softly, and a lesser officer might have found it foreboding.
"No, it can't," he confirmed. "But, in a way, the Empire tends to be more honest about this sort of thing. You, though... I don't doubt for a second that you believe that. You don't know about the kemocite deposits."
Jonathan feigned his surprise with a chuckle and a grin. Kemocite? Fucking brass and their warmongering….if this was true, then the D’rell would need to know what they possessed. “Scans did pick up the kemocite, and it belongs to them. If they want to trade it then they will, for whatever purpose. But we will not interfere”
"Indeed," came Nael's dry assessment. "The D'rellians should be made aware of what they have, and why our various factions will want it. So they can make an informed decision. Agreed?"
“Agreed” Jonathan said plainly before reaching for his almost cold Rak’”Perhaps it is better that no further talks with the D’rellians happens without both parties present. However I ask that for their sake that my people be allowed to establish dialogue, since further ‘alien’ contact at this stage could be disastrous. Of course you will be kept in direct communications contact. I will then inform them of your presence and we will together inform them of their…riches”
Nael eyed Rome quietly for a moment before giving a small nod.
"That's acceptable," he agreed. "I must say, Captain, you didn't disappoint. A Starfleet Captain who doesn't just pretend to be honorable, but actually is; a rare thing."
“Some of my own colleagues would say the same about Romulans. However I know better. Let’s hope you don’t disappoint”
This seemed to amuse Nael, and he gave a brief laugh.
"What's the human expression; hope for the best, prepare for the worst," he recited, getting to his feet. He extended his hand to Rome. "To satisfaction, then."
Jonathan stood up and grabbed his hand, holding it tight as he spoke “Let me be clear Commander. I am deciding to trust you, and in doing so I myself will honour my word. If you really know me then know not to cross me”
"You can be sure I would have brought more than one ship had that been my intention," assured Nael. "After all, you brought three." He released Rome's hand and turned towards the door. "I'll be waiting for your invitation."
Jonathan nodded and adjusted him uniform jacket
“Until next time. Jolan tru, Commander”
An amused smirk crossed the Romulan's features. He gave a nod and stepped out to rejoin his escort
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Re: Captain Jonathan Rome

Postby Aoibhe Ni » Wed Aug 31, 2016 11:21 pm

Oh my god... The TENSION!!!

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Postby Einar S » Wed Sep 21, 2016 8:03 pm

Jonathan didn’t miss a step as he strode from the transporter pad and towards the nearest Turbolift with Douglas in tow. He was furious, and this was the first time he could show it. That Romulan sack of shit had played him for a fool, and the worst part was….he was probably right about the whole thing. Starfleet couldn’t be trusted anymore, not after Walker. And he hated being a puppet.
“Douglas, report to Joanne. Tell her what’s transpired, and have her inform Starfleet that the Romulans have admitted to breaching the neutral zone. The diplomats will have a field day with that back on Earth”. Shortly later he was back in his Ready room, almost reaching for the bottle of rum from Thalev but thinking better of it. He had to face them again soon. He needed a clear head. And this talk would need him at his best.
“Computer! Priority Captain’s Channel to Admiral Vera Hill, Starfleet Command!”. He sat down by the desk and put on his sternest face.

Earth shone serenely outside the window of Admiral Hill's Spacedock office. She had been sipping her afternoon tea and reading a report on Orion shipping lanes when her combadge chirpped.
"Admiral Hill, we have a priority message from Captain Rome," said this week's receptionist. Vera sighed softly and set the PADD aside and brought up her console.
"Captain Rome. Good afternoon."
“Admiral” he said promptly as her deceitfully youthful face appeared on his screen. “I know about the kemocite”
Hill raised a brow, as if she were expecting something more.
"And?" she prompted.
Jonathan squared his jaw and took a deep breath before continuing “You did not think it pertinent for me to have this information? The Romulan Empire is here, and they too know.”
Hill took a sip of her tea before setting the mug aside.
"The Romulans are a complication," she stated. "I don't know what prompted them to violate the Neutral Zone, but they will be dealt with. As for the kemocite, the Hyperion is equipped with state-of-the-art sensors. The deposits were going to be obvious, and we did not believe it would be relevant to your specific mission, which remains the same: establish contact. The diplomatic corps will take care if the rest."
Damnit, Admiral you know damn well what this mission is. A scouting mission, a way for Starfleet to get their hands on that kemocite. And you hid that from me”
"I hid it from you because I am at my limit for dealing with your idealistic bullshit, Captain," Hill snapped back. "There are over half a billion tons of kemocite on that planet, and you're damned right we want to secure it. How long do you think it would take the Ferengi to go after it if we didn't? Or the Orion Syndicate? Or the Gorn, or any of the hundred other threats to the Federation? I don't need to remind you of what the Xindi did, do I? So yes, we want control of that kemocite, but if we were half as corrupt as you want to think we are, do you think we would give them a fucking choice!? Do you think I would send a pain in the ass like you to do it?"
“We share that much then” he said grimly before collecting his thoughts “Luckily for us the D’rell consider the kemocite sacred and it is illegal to mine. Too bad we have to respect their laws” he said drily.
Hill gave an exasperated chuckle before leaning back in her chair.
"It doesn't matter if it's in our hands or theirs, as long as it's not in our enemies'," she explained. "That's where you come in, Mr. Rome. Make a good impression. And read up on the observation reports; the only thing the D'rellians hold sacred is a peaceful life, even if they disagree on how that's achieved. It should be easy to relate to that."
“Despite Starfleet’s arm’s race you mean? Yes Admiral, I can relate. My crew and I will certainly show the D’rellians our good side. You can count on that”
Hill bristled and seemed for a moment like she might launch into a tirade, but she held her tongue, perhaps thinking better of it. She had other things to do, after all.
"We'll see," was all she said in the end. "If there's nothing else, Captain, I'll let you get back to work."
“Yes, Admiral. I have a lot of work ahead of me to set things straight. Goodbye”
Hill switched off the console and stared ruefully at the glossy black display for a moment. Then she tapped her combadge and picked up her tea.
"Jilani, hold off on submitting that fleet assignment schedule. I need to make a few changes."
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Re: Captain Jonathan Rome

Postby Sophie Wakeling » Thu Sep 22, 2016 8:51 am

Oooooh!

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Re: Captain Jonathan Rome

Postby Emile S » Sat Sep 24, 2016 6:12 am

Holy molly, that didn't turn out as I thought it would.
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Re: Captain Jonathan Rome

Postby Aoibhe Ni » Sun Sep 25, 2016 11:48 pm

Do you think I would send a pain in the ass like you to do it?"


Brilliant log, you guys.

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