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Posted on 03/10/2020 @ 5:12pm by Captain Cian D'Anvers

Mission: S1E2: The Plomeek Soup Conundrum
Location: Ready Room, Deck 1, USS Crazy Horse
Timeline: Day 5 at 0950

"Computer, begin recording. Voice and visual."

Sidonie Ysayne sat at her desk. She had been in Starfleet long enough to retain her composure under any number of extreme conditions but this ... this was beyond anything she had trained for, planned for, expected. Her hair, done in a loose braid, writhed in a tangled glow of color, mute testimony to the emotions she felt but did not otherwise express.

"There is an expression on my world. It goes like this. Life can change completely between one heartbeat and the next. When you are young, its nearly impossible to understand unless you've gone through great tragedies. Me? I didn't understand until I was aboard my first ship and the bridge sounded red alert ..." She coughed slightly, the tiniest upward quirk of her mouth at the memory. "Actual red alert, that is. You know the one? The first one that's not a test? That one ... with all the fear and dry mouth and heart slamming against your rib cage that goes along with it?"

"Just a little while ago. My life changed and because it has, there won't be time to say a proper goodbye. Not the way I want to anyway. If it's even possible." She laid one hand over the other, her blue-green eyes slanting sideways for a moment as she struggled to find the words. "I have been recalled by my people. I am to return home immediately."

She sighed softly, took a deep breath, and plunged on.

"My father was killed in a brutal attack and my world has withdrawn from negotiations for Federation membership. Because of those two ... world-changing ... life-changing facts, I must resign my commission. A ship will be arriving shortly -- with it, comes your new commanding officer and it will also be my transport out of here. Yes, it's going to happen just that fast."

"His name is Commander Cian D'Anvers. Seasoned officer, in command of the Zheng He for fourteen years, with a solid record. I leave you all in good hands. Capable ones. It was my deep pleasure to meet each and everyone of you and I am profoundly sorry that politics and criminal behavior prevent me from truly becoming your Captain."

"Safe journey to you all. Ysayne out."

"Computer save recording. Distribute to all members of the crew privately once the new Captain assumes command."

She looked around the Ready Room. Even with the less strident decor, to Invernian eyes, the colors were wrong ... color should translate to feeling but that was something Starfleet just didn't seem to understand.
In a little while (too short a while) she would turn command over to Commander D'Anvers and leave this ship ... her life ... move on ... to the next heartbeat.

But for the moment, it was time to meet with the Counselor. She rose from her spot behind the desk and moved over to the sofa in preparation for his arrival.

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Commander Sidonie Ysayne
(About to Be Former) Commanding Officer
USS Crazy Horse