Here is an excerpt from my story "Mission: Dawn". I welcome your feedback, questions, or constructive feedback.
"Morgan,"
"Arjay. Is it time?"
"Start packing."
"I'll round up the troops. Which one is it?"
"542."
Morgan smiled. "You convinced Starfleet."
Arjay nodded. "We leave in five days. That going to be a problem?"
"No, the troops have just been waiting for the word to come down. When do you want to hold the briefing?"
"Two days."
"Alright, I'll set it up." Morgan paused.
"Morgan?"
"Arjay," he began.
"Come on Morgan do we have to go through this every time?"
"You know my positon."
"And you know how I feel about this." Arjay glared at the image of Morgan on his viewscreen.
"And you know how Starfleet wants it."
Arjay grunted. "Who is it this time?"
"Ensign Ian Green."
"Ensign? How old?"
"Nineteen."
"He's a kid!"
"He's Starfleet. He's a valuable resource."
"He doesn't have any experience. Dammit, space is no place for kids!"
"He's bright, he's enthusiastic, he's motivated. As far as experience, it's our job to provide him with that. You can't deny him that, Captain!"
"Is that an order?" asked Arjay, getting his anger under control.
Morgan grinned. "Of course not. Look, approval has to come from you. But why don't you at least meet him before you make your final decision?"
Arjay paused, took in a deep breath, and let it out with a measured sigh. "Where is he?"
"Space Station."
"Hmmpf. I'll think about it." Morgan opened his mouth to add something but Arjay cut him off with a tone that was final. "I said I'll think about it."
"Alright, alright." Morgan knew he had scored a small victory and that it was time to back down.
Arjay switched off the viewscreen,and the image of Morgan vanished, leaving him alone in his office. He leaned back in his chair and looked out the window, gathering his thoughts. A moment later he stood up and spoke aloud to himself in a firm voice.
"Let's go. It's time to get the action started."
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