Eric Olafson, Midshipman (Vol 4)
Copyright© 2008 by Vanessa Ravencroft
Part 29: INTERLUDE: ADMIRAL STAHL'S QUARTERS
Harris sat on a couch not far from Stahl who was behind his old desk. Captain Zezz was there and the Admiral of the Fleet. Not in person, but via Holo-Presence.
Harris was sipping on a bottle of beer. “He is doing a fine job and he did put the pieces together about you putting Carrows on the bridge for a reason.”
“He did? What was his decision?”
“If in doubt, go by the book and the book says court martial. Those were his words.”
The old Admiral of the fleet was sitting on a chair that like him was actually in his office and not here and he held a glass with Whiskey. “I knew you would put him through your cruel games as soon as you had him aboard.” He sipped on his drink. “I have a feeling that boy can take whatever you dish out. He did surprise me more than once and that takes some doing.”
Zezz’s Holo had a glass of water because he was like a true lizard, cold blooded and alcohol was poisonous to him. “I wanted to put him on OPS for an hour or so. Soe he might get a feeling for it.He is just a Midshipman after all. I had him on OPS the entire time. He kept growing into the challenging post very fast. None of my officers had any problems with him doing it. They all liked him; he was polite, collegial and listened to advice. I can only say he is missed aboard the Hyperion. He often appears deep in thought, even a little depressed or very quiet, so I had him take out the Hyperion and like all bridge officers he took the Conn at times. Once he sits in that Chair he changes, you can feel his confidence. And his age somehow vanishes, crew follows him.”
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