The spy her new captain and a trek to remember

EVen so, she remains quiet thinking about it. However, it was not a bother to her as much only to leave her curious towards it.

She pulled out a data pad and looked it over. And she was handed one more, It was the ships function report. It was working at 93% efficiency. Powerless were stable and all systems were working she went through the list and noticed additions that weren't in the schematics. In the week that they had been incapacitated his crew had modified the vessel to match the old one. The newer model took to the modifications better and the efficiency report included the modified levels. She gulped alittle.this ship was originally designed to hold the line against a borg cube but now she thought it could fly into a star or q black hole. She marveled at his engineers and now understood why he had so many on his ship.

They even painted it and the cargo hold had been emptied and filled. She went over the manifest and saw it was the normal things he got. Mostly to curry favor from crimelords or politicians. Each one was marked for a specific person. He was doing this so he could do as he pleases. She knew her mission to recruit his network was going to be harder than she thought. She recorded the information in her pad to prepare her own report and took note of every name on the cargo list. The ship rattled as the warp feild fluctuated as it always did and she shivered remembering what he did to her. Her report to section 31 would be more than she expected and her handler would probably want her to find more people he had influence with.

It was something to speak about and yet, this ship had more to it than she thought.

She finished with the data pads copying them to her personal pad and she went to the departments the reports came from to return the pads and inspect the departments. As she walked she watched everything with an open mind. The crew were fairly calm a bit nervous about the course rhe ship was on since they would pass close to known pirate territory. Eyes follow her and some greeted her happily. A few ask if she was alright after vanishing for a week. She said she was fine and keeping busy.

When she returned to the bridge he was reading scanner information and stacking the most recent readings on her chairs arm for her to go over. As she reads them she saw they passed through several systems that were hostile in the last fee minutes. The sheilds were at full power and the weapons were on standby to be charged but not charged. The systems ahead were Orion pirate worlds mostly barren wastelands.

"These readings say there's a substantial fleet gathering in the systems ahead." She said and he nodded

"Most of them are waiting for my cargo. I think we got lucky with our timing. Only half are here " He said calmly and she gulped. There were 45 ships in orbit of the planet the ship was on course for and that was only half of what he expected. She guessed that there must be some sort of parlay between the various factions that gathered. She couldn't help but feel that anything could turn all those ships against them. And she wasn't sure this ship could survive the encounter if things became violent.

He was fairly logical but his mental discipline was far more lax than others of his kind. He had all the same abilities and could access them with the same degree of effort as others who practiced daily. He was more willing to allow his emotions and thoughts to come out. He was tapping his chin thinking hard about something and she watched him.

He was thinking about how best to keep the peace. He had allies if things went sour and he knew everything would happen on the planet first rather than in space."should I do an auction or set up a shop for all this cargo..." he muttered to himself seeking an answer. When one didn't present itself he asked the room. "Your thoughts crew. Which one should I pick?"

They said nothing and yet, they were wondering on which one to pick.

"I would like to hear your opinion." He said eyeing her specifically. She could feel his thoughts reaching out for her.

"I think we should go with the second choice." she said simply.

He clapped before speaking "A shop it is. Special reserved cargo in the back general stuff in the front. Spare parts equipment and technology in a special section run by our engineering chief. " He said and the science officer nodded.

"The standard shop or would you like this one to look more permanent?" He asks taking notes on his pad. The tactical officer was quiet and keeping his eye on the sensors. The head of security was reading information our lovely heroine gave him about the planet. He was already planning security measures and safety procedures. A remnant of old training.

She saw he would go with the choice so that was good. Now, she wonders how this is going to go for them. As long as they keep cool and just see how it goes it should work.