The Rogue Officer

[Wolfs Ghost]

"Why the hell do people insist on scaring me?" He muttered in a low tone, waving Rockwell over and grabbing for the communicator's microphone. "This is Commander..." He trailed off and sighed heavily remembering that he was a fugitive now, not a Commander of the Armed Forces, "Austin Goodman speaking. How the hell did you get this comm frequency and what the hell are you talking about?"

"Of course, if you care to explain anything to us then you just happen to know where we are. Which defies the point of hiding in the first place. It also negates anything else as you sound oddly Bretonian." He finally finished.

Austin was a bit annoyed, that was the second time in this week that someone had scared him, or something remotely close to scary has happened. What was also odd was that ever since he's became a fugitive, he's been a bit jumpy. More so than normal.

He shook his head, muting the microphone for a second, shouting for the Ensign, Aleski, who was still screwing around in the other room. "Ensign, stop screwing around and get in here. This is slightly important."

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