Next Stop, Rura Pente "
By: Admiral Max Price, Judge Advocate General, [NPC]
Ian Hunter, Commanding Officer, [PC]

Stardate: 58204.15 2005

=Office of the Judge Advocate General -- Qul Tuq=

Hunter entered the Admiral's office and saluted.

"At ease Captain." Price smiled at Hunter. "Ian, it has been a long time."

Hunter smiled at Price and shook his hand, "Congratulations on your appointment here Max. Its wonderful to find you on this side of the war.

"It is good to be on this side of the war. So far Peaty and I like it better than dodging Federation assassins," said price with a sad expression on his face.

"How's the family, Sir?" asked Hunter as he tried to coax the Admrial's bird, Peaty, to eat a cracker from it's tray.

The parrot squawked and said "Admiral want a cracker?"

Price smiled at the bird and said, "All that I have left now is Peaty. The Federation is not a safe place anymore."

Hunter looked sympathetically at the Admiral who's face remain stoic. "I'm sorry to hear that Sir," said Hunter taking a seat at the Admiral's desk.

"I asked you here because I have made housing arrangements for our prisoners with the klingon penal colony Rura Pente. I need a good ship to get them there."

Hunter rubbed his mouth and chin nervously, "Rura Pente? isn't that a bit harsh Sir?"

Price remembered the General's mocking laughter when he requested the prisoners be given a small amount of care. "I have expressed my concern for their wellbeing to the staff at Rura Pente. I am sure they will not be treated too harshly."

Hunter smiled, of course he knew better. "Will they be given due process or are they being declared prisoners of war out right?"

No, we will need to process them first. I imagine there were several of them who will want to defect. Not all Federation crews are evil as you well know." Price looked at Hunter. "We should only send those who we determine are a threat to our security and those who have committed war crimes to Rura Pente. Now is not the time for war crimes tribunals, that must wait until after the war." said Price.

"Well, that shouldn't be a problem. It is a bit of a journey of course, about 45 days at warp 6. We'll have to plot a course around Federation space. I should think we'd want to go alone, cloaked." Hunter smiled, "It will be the Zion's first deep mission, we won't be back for quite sometime."

"Very good. Thank you Ian," said Price.

Hunter sighed, "Then there is the unfortunate matter of a crewman who murdered two federation prisoners and then blew himself up. The report has been submitted to your office. If you want to investigate it..."

Price frowned. "That is unfortunate, I will review your report and assign someone to investigate," said Price.

"As you wish, Sir" Hunter stood up and as the door opened, he turned and said with a light hearted salute, "Its good to see you here, Sir."