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RE: Act Two, Scene Two
Stardate: 53832.8
Just outside of the system: UIH-0351
USS Thunderchild, NCC-63549
Admiral Tate and Captain Campbell
Turbo lift
Jackson kept his eyes on his friend. He had already planned to reveal to him everything that he had learned thus far, even being genetically enhanced. He hadn't even considered keeping it a secret from him. Jackson had known Tate since the academy. Back then he had been a mentor to Jackson, teaching him everything he knew about being a tactical officer. Jackson worked hard to impress his mentor, never willing to do anything to tarnish the man's reputation. Tate had seen through a facade of arrogance Jackson had enter the academy with to hide how nervous he had been back then. Thanks to Tate, Jackson became the youngest tactical officer in Starfleet. He had been the Tate's adjunct before being given this command, his own ship. Now he was Jackson's best friend, his brother for all the ways he figured it.
The accusation took the Captain in the stomach and twisted, actually forced him to take a step back to steady himself. He had expected the Admiral to question him, to get to the bottom of whatever was going on. The Admiral wasn't stupid, a little hot under the collar at times, but not foolish. What he had not expected was for his best friend to accuse him of treason. To suggest that he had somehow managed to betray the Federation. The Captain opened his mouth but his words stuck in his throat so instead he took a breath, trying to lower the volume of the ringing in his ears. The Captain closed his eyes for a moment, afraid he might take a swing at the man. Then he took another breath and opened them.
Then he punched the Admiral in the jaw. "How dare you accuse me of Treason"
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Act Two, Scene Two
