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RE: Act Two, Scene Two
The Captain signed. He knew about some of the pressure Tate had received over this project, even if he didn't know the extent. Anyone with any sense could see that they were doomed from the start, that the failures up until this point were lack of security at the shipyards and not lack of control over the ship. The Captain clenched his fist and smoothed the wrinkles out of his uniform. Getting upset at this stage wouldn't do any good he need to collect his thoughts and be patient. The Admiral hadn't said anything else, he was waiting for Jackson to respond. Finally he stood and walked over to Tate and put a hand on his shoulder, "I know this is huge, I know the weight you carry for it, and now I know my career is only the line as well. So I will say this to you my old friend, I do not intend to lose. You know me and you know how very much I hate to lose. Now maybe I would compose myself with a little less grumpiness than you IF I did happen to lose, but I have no intention of letting that happen. I will find her Tate, I will use this ship and track her down and I will bring her in alive, and then I'm going to find out who is running around with restricted Starfleet command codes running though their heads and then I'm going to punch that person in the nose before I throw him into the brig."
The Admiral smiled and nodded. The Captain knew the Admiral had faith in him, he just needed to be reminded of it sometimes. Tate headed for the door but Jackson grabbed his arm. "David, there is something you need to watch before we head to the briefing". The Captain hands him a PADD.
"What is it"
"It's a conversation I had with a priest".
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Act Two, Scene Two
