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Alliance Marshall & CDF Colonel

Posted on Wed Dec 11th, 2019 @ 11:32pm by Gill Anderson

Mission: Opening Shop
Location: Alliance Marshall's Domain
Timeline: After seeing the Administrator

Daytona Savage and three of his Coolac Defence Force (CDF) men, stepped into the lift to take them down to the Alliance Marshall's area, they'd already seen the Administrator. He didn't really need the three to accompany him, but that was how it was done on their home planet of Coolac. He'd settled his mate Teresina or Sin as she preferred into her double size shop on level 2, leaving her with more of the CDF men, ignoring the fact that she herself was CDF, because that was how he wanted it. Then had gone to the security area and left more of his CDF men, to start to adjust modify and put the area to the way he wanted it, and to secure the armoury before they moved the weapons they'd brought with them to the armoury. Now he was reporting in to the complex administrator. It didn't look like he was doing much but he was paying attention every step of the way. Finding the Alliance Marshall's domain he hit the chime. He knew his presence was drawing attention, dressed in camouflage as he was and carrying a rifle over his shoulder several holsters holding various different pistols, and a collection of blades, with two days growth on his face, and matching camouflage gloves on his hands with camouflage boots on his feet and a camouflage beret on his head. He appeared to be paying little attention to those in the area, but was seeing everything. But they weren't getting as much attention as they'd gotten at the Administrator's Domain.

Stone & Storm Savage, two of his brothers, dressed the same stood a step away from him, separating him from the civilians.

"Since when does the Coolac Council offer anyone CDF services?"

"Didn't ask." Daytona answered. "There are vessels coming from Coolac with fresh food, and other elements. Including the rest of our unit and their mates."

"Are we taking over?" Storm asked.

"No. We're doing Security, assisting where it needs it. Including any shops that are opened by Coolac mates."

***

Gill sat on the edge of Trish's deck peering down at Avakhon has he pecked food from the surface of his bowl. Such a simple life, the life of a gold fish. Swim round the bowl twice and all of your troubles are forgotten. He had tried returning to his office but the room was still a giant ice box so he had grabbed some paperwork and wandered back out to get Trish caught up on the mornings events.

"You know I dont think the administrator like me much." he absently bit into a donut as he peered mournfully down at his fish.

"I doubt she cares much for you one way or the other." Trish rolled her eyes, "You read too much into things. The woman had just been robbed and you give her a lecture about budgets and station security..."

"When you put it like that, I am not sure I like me." Gill replied.

"Well I like you fine and Avakhon here couldn't live without you." she tapped the side of the bowl causing the fish to swim in an excited little circle.

They both looked up as the door opened and four uniformed men entered the room. They were all armed. Gill resisted the urge to reach for his side arm as he eyed the newcomers with interest. He had heard that the CDF were being contracted in and he guessed the was the welcome party. He gave Trish a wink and forced a smile.

"Gentlemen how can I help you?" he stood as he spoke as to meet their commanding officer eye to eye.

"I'm Colonel Daytona Savage, in charge of the CDF who have been assigned to the station to upgrade security, and man the areas that the Administrator does not wish impeded with. There are more of us arriving tomorrow." His brothers Storm and Stone didn't bother saying anything. Even the sound of a constant loud female scream coming from the security jail didn't bring a reaction, not even a mention.

"Do you normally spend your time sitting on your receptionists desk? Given the low status of security on the station I would have thought your office was more suitable to your function." It wasn't a question. Suddenly the screaming stopped, but even that wasn't mentioned. Daytona dealt with what needed to be dealt with, screams of a female in the security area was not a deemed emergency, since most of his people were there.

"My office so cold I can fart snowflakes right now, busted climate doohickey." he waved the matter away, "...and given the urgency of your work Colonel I suspect you have more important matters to worry about that where I choose to plant my backside. Like for example why until just a moment ago we could all hear the screams of a woman coming from the direction of the holding cells?"

He glanced down at Trish and she shook her head slightly, "Get me an appointment with Station Admin." he hissed as he walked past the CDF men towards the still open door. He glanced back towards the Colonel, "You coming, or you just gonna stand their admiring my goldfish?"

"Coolac is an ice world. Would you care for me to send in a tech to see what can be done about your farting snowflakes?" Daytona asked. "There is always going to be issues when someone upsets the normal processes. I doubt she has been shot, if she had been, her screams would have ended far quicker." Daytona answered.

"Your goldfish is hardly what I would call a meal, though I do question why a male in your position is spending such time focused on such a creature. Since you have a need to see the Administrator, and I take that it is over said woman, then I am certainly coming. I may be forced to follow Alliance regulations, but CDF does not take orders from Alliance Marshals. We have been contracted to handle security you will refrain from interfering."

"You talk too much." Gill replied, "Military I can handle, I grew up with military. Stoic silent types, suffering from PTSD and jacked up on Mach for the most part but not so big on the chatter."

Gill made his way down towards the holding cells and swiped his ID through the access panel. It beeped red to show he had been denied access. He turned to the Colonel with a raised eyebrow and gestured towards the lock. While he waited for the Daytona to open up the cells he addressed the Colonels comments.

"Let us be clear, you are security. I am the law. There is a fine yet distinct difference. I have zero interest in giving you orders Colonel and give zero fucks about how you go about your job as long as it is legal. You or any of your men break the law and we have a prolonged and painful conversation, which short of you declaring independence for the entire Coolac nation ends badly for you. Oh and if you do have a tame tech who can fix the ice box that is my office then it would be appreciated, and go some way towards smoothing over what so far has been a less than congenial introduction."

"You are not CDF. You are not employed to keep this station safe. You are employed to sit on your arse and talk to whatever you call the tiny object in the bowl. You have made no attempt to tighten security or the area's that the Administrator prefers not to have impeded." Daytona stated. None of his people made any attempt to open the cell. But they were ready to shoot the man with their Colonel should it be necessary. The dogs which had been used to calm the civilian security earlier, were sitting watching the man their mouths open their gleaming white teeth showing. There was no way Daytona was giving the man access to the cell. "Only the Coolac Council can give you that. As for the cell. She stays until I get the full story. I refuse to have it opened, unless you're going in to keep her company."

"Yi Da Dwei Bun Chou Roh!" Gill cursed unable to credit what he was hearing, "We will see about that you gorram ignorant Feh Feh Pi Goh! Are you so jacked up on your own testosterone that it does not register that you just refused access to a prisoner to an alliance official and threatened... Gorram threatened to incarcerate me!! Ai Chr Jze Se Duh Fohn Diang Gho!!" and with that Gill was storming off towards the lifts to speak to the gorram woman who had hired this circus of bumbling beefcakes!!

 

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