Airik sighed as he entered his quarters. His old lab Trooper, just lifted his head for a moment and then rolled back over. Once a ball of energy, Trooper was now retired and spent his days lounging about. Fetch was a think of the past. Mostly it was cuddling and attracting attention.<br/><br/>The Ba’ku merely chuckled and set the PADD with his first mission on his desk. On first glance it appeared safe, yet interesting. He had no way of knowing the future. Now the present…the Ba’ku were time specialists and could at times manipulate a moment in time to make it appear it stretched out. It made a kiss – well, the most intense experience.<br/><br/>“Computer, initialize encrypted subspace transmission to Admiral Dallas Vincent. (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=84716.msg3727553#msg3727553)” Airik said as the computer screen blinked announcing the creation of the transmission. “Begin recording.”<br/><br/>=-/\-= Secure Transmission =-/\-=<br/><br/><em>“Admiral Vincent, this is Captain Airik Mitchell contacting you on the McNair. We’re sitting in space dock at the precipice of our inaugural mission. I’ve just received the orders and we will be sent precariously close to the Romulan Neutral Zone.” </em><br/><br/>Airik paused for a moment and looked over at his dog.<br/><br/><em>“Trooper misses you.”</em><br/><br/>Airik smiled.<br/><br/><em>“And I do. All my love. Computer end transmission and send.”</em><br/><br/>Airik leaned back in his chair and ran his hands over his face. He had just enough time to freshen up before heading to the crew lounge to mingle.<br/>