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| Fisher reports all transports
complete. And Sierra says the cadet shuttlecraft is on final approach. |
Good, Jeffereys. Do a last
scan for life forms. Eurayle, keep the shuttles up to date on our
path. I don't want any of them outside of transporter range at any
point, or bouncing off each other. |
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| Sure. Um...why are your
cadets not at the Academy? Medusan students stay at school until they graduate. |
Part of the program, Commander. |
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After
their first year at the Academy, 3rd Class Cadets take tours of various
commands and facilities around Starfleet. The next break, as 2nd Class
Cadets, they serve for two months on a starship, and when they're 1st Class,
they tour again. It gives them a close-up view of how the Fleet works and operates. |
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| Oh.
And if it turns out they're worthless as officers, it gives you a
chance to throw them out an airlock on a back-planet orbit? |
No,
Eurayle, that's not the idea at all. We cherish every one of our future
officers. Even the bad ones can be salvaged, somehow. |
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| Optimists. I'll never understand you people.... |
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Meanwhile, at the hangar deck: |
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| Vwooooooshhhhhhhhhhhh-klunk-klunk. |
Alright, ladies and gentlemen, if you'll step off and form
up at the bulkhead... |
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BONK! YIPPEE! YAHOO! PIKACHU! Whabba DING Dong! |
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| What the---Stop that! Stand over there! PUT THAT DOWN! Say.... |
Chirrp. Sir! They aren't 1st Class Cadets! They're First YEAR Cadets! |
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| First year....MIDSHIPMEN?! All Hands RED ALERT! |
Hey! Lookit me! I'm shooting space guns! Bakow! Bakow! Die Klangongs! |
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| Sir, we can't go alert with thousands of civilians on board. |
Y' think? Okay. Chirrp. All hands, we have a midshipmen infestation spreading from Hangar Deck #1. |
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| Can we use phasers, sir? |
Lieutenant, these are the future leaders of Starfleet. We
need to get control over them, not shoot them. |
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| Right, sir. By the way, how well do you remember your
first summer at the academy? |
As a matter of fact, I was a champion at... I mean I usually...Oh
heavens. All hands, set phasers on 'stun them stupid!' And someone tell Admiral Spire what's going on. |