"Covering for a meeting" by Lieutenant T'Kang Chief Tactical Officer - USS Tempest http://come.to/tkang Lieutenant T'Kang was standing at the tactical station of the USS Tempest, a refitted Excelsior class vessel and one of Starfleet's oldest ships. The Tempest was presently traveling in the company of the Pagh and the USS Avalon on route to Starbase Arcadia for a rendezvous with the USS Cortez. The Captains of these ships hoped that by meeting with the Captain of the Cortez, together they could figure out what was going on in the Confederation. Traveling across the galaxy, at warp speed, there was little for the bulky Klingon officer to do other than keep an eye on the Tempest's sensors. By all indications they showed no immediate threats in the area. So when Lieutenant Commander Cowan called for a senior staff meeting in the Astrometrics lab, T'Kang was glad for the break in the monotony. +Taps+ "T'Kang to Ensign Soran." A moment later Soran's voice was heard over the Lieutenant's communicator. +Taps+ "Soran here sir." +Taps+ "Ensign, with Borns serving as Tactical officer on the Pagh, I will need you to relieve me here on the Tempest. Lieutenant Cowan has called for the senior staff to meet in the Astrometrics lab, so I must attend." +Taps+ "No problem sir. I'm on my way and should be on the bridge in a matter of minutes." Soran replied over the channel. +Taps+ "Good. I will see you when you arrive. T'Kang out." True to his word, Ensign Soran came onto the bridge a short time later. There was a little spring in his step in keeping with his "Ensign's enthusiasm" at getting a chance to man the Tactical station of the Tempest. "You are here. Good. I turn the station over to you." T'Kang said formally while punching himself out of the computer system. "I will be in the Astrometrics lab with the rest of the senior staff Ensign. The Pagh is beside us, while the USS Avalon is leading our course in standard triangular formation." "I understand sir." Soran said while keying in his access codes to assume the Tactical station. With a nod of approval, the Klingon let out a satisfied grunt, indicating agreement with the Ensign's actions before turning to exit the bridge and attend Lieutenant Cowan's meeting in the Astrometrics lab.