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Posted on Fri Nov 13th, 2026 @ 12:56am by Commodore Xavier Carey & Lieutenant Commander Brent Castle

Mission: The Next Watch
Location: Commodores office
Timeline: Current

Xavier was in his office going over some of the reports that was coming from the warfront. With the Capture of betazed just days before, morale was at its lowest. Especially at home with Sky, worried about her friends and family onboard. Truth be told he had tried to find out where they were, but everything showed that her parents were indeed spending their time mainly on betazed. Believing it to be the safest spot for them.

Hearing that one of his new officers, a lt Commander Brent Castle, had made it onboard. He had called him up for an impromtu meeting.

In his office Brent received a message from Commodore Carey requesting a meeting. Stopping his reorganizing of his office. Brent headed for the Commodore's office. it was a short trip and he was soon standing outside the Commodore's door. Giving himself a look over and satisfied he looked presentable he pressed the door chime and awaited admittance.

"Enter." Xavier responded, while he was ordering himself some lunch. A club sandwich, with the added fried egg, curly fries, with a side of mayo, and a coke.

hearing the command to enter, Brent did such that. He walked straight to the commodore's desk before stopping a few feet in front of it. "Lieutenant Commander Castle reporting sir."

Grabbing the plate that had materialized, he placed it on the desk, looking over to the commander, "Please, replicate yourself something to eat."

"Thank you sir." Brent replied as he walked to the replicator. "A hot pastrami and cheese sandwich on a hoagie roll with onion rings and a root beer to drink." An instant later the sandwich and drink had appeared. Taking both he moved back to the commodore. "You wanted to see me sir?"

"Yes, i like knowing my staff when they are onboard. If your going to work for me, I gotta know the person."

Brent nodded, "Yes sir. Makes perfect sense to know the people you are dealing with. Nothing wrong with that approach." He took a sip of his drink, "Is there anything in particular you wish to know sir?"

"Lets start with your previous postings. What you did, and how come they sent you to this ship."

"Yes sir. My previous posting was the USS Independence. I was the diplomatic attaché there until I received orders that I was to be chief of staff here. The reason I was given was this was the flagship for the task force and with my tactical ability I would an asset to you."

"Well this is my first position as flag, so I may be a bit not used to having an 'asset' to work for me. Im usually the one to get my hands dirty and do things on my own but I guess starfleet has other plans." He paused as he looked at the stacks of padds on the desk. "The ships im in charge of are the: Resolution, meridian, hamilton, ottawa, Swift, Melbourne, the hood, and the thunderbold."

"I am sure we will work well together sir as I am used to getting my hands dirty as well." Brent replied and grew silent as the commodore spoke of the task force he commanded. When he finished he spoke. "Yes sir a nice size task force. Not overly wieldy and not small where it is ineffective in carrying out assignments."

"Thats the plan. Have you made a point to talk to the Captain. Shes new to the position relatively. However, knowing her my whole career, i know her capabilities. So I know shes up for the job. She also doesnt like any kid of conflict."

"Yes sir. I had a brief meeting with Captain Stoffels. It was just an introductory meeting. I plan on having a more depth meeting with her in the next few days."

Xavier paused before asking anything more. It was something he would talk with her, and her take. "There is also the chief intelligence which will be working both the task force Intel and the ship Intel. Lt Commander Mellor Pallara. He is family to the Captain... but it hasn't gotten in the way of his working duties."

Brent took the information in. "Very good sir. I'll meet with Lt. Commander Pallara see what information he can provide to give me more insight into Captain Stoffels."

"Also, the briefing about these sensor ghosts, that I got from supply ship the meridian went searching for, were the same kind of sensor glitches we got last mission." Xavier paused before taking a bite., while turning over to the computer, "The USS Swift and the USS Thunderbolt... i originally indicated their mission couldnt be interrupted.Second glance, I think this takes priority. Send them subspace message diverting them to the nearby sector. If we need back up. Its there. If he dominion realize they were found. It might have disrupted the plans enough to cancel them."

"I will send the message immediately sir." Brent assured the commodore.

Xavier leaned back, "Now you have any questions or things needed from me, I want to know that you have everything you need in order to complete your tasks."

Brent shook his head. "I believe I am good to go sir. I don't see anything I need to do my job fully. I don't anticipate any problems along the way or coming to you to request more allocations."

"If thats everything, dismissed commander."

Brent took a last bite of his sandwich and then stood up. "Nothing else sir. Thank you for taking the time to meet with me. I look forward to working with you." With that he turned and left the commodore to his lunch and thoughts on the upcoming mission.