Spacedawg sat comfortably in the lounge of the Order 93 base, enjoying a rare quiet moment. The base, usually a hive of activity, seemed almost serene as he savored his downtime. His week-long dock had been a welcome respite, a pause in the relentless rhythm of their interstellar patrols.
The tranquility was interrupted by a familiar chime from his communicator. It was Celine, summoning him to her office. With a resigned sigh, Spacedawg pushed off from his chair, his leisure time cut short once again.
As he entered Celine’s office, the atmosphere was brisk but warm. The walls, lined with holographic displays of cosmic charts and mission logs, flickered softly in the background.
“Spacedawg, good to see you rested,” Celine began, her voice carrying an undercurrent of urgency that Spacedawg knew all too well.
“What’s the situation?” Spacedawg asked, settling into the chair across from her desk.
Celine leaned forward, clasping her hands on the table. “It’s about the British Columbia Sector
Overview A Sector, commonly referred to as a Provincial Sector, is a designated area of space within the broader and diverse cosmic region known as the Canadian Expanse. These Sectors function similarly to provinces, contributing to the organization and governance of this vast territory. Structure and Division The Canadian Expanse is divided into thirteen Provincial Sectors, each with its own.... We’re ramping up our efforts there. Inspector Renée Lachapelle
Inspector Renée Lachapelle is a distinguished officer who currently heads the joint anti-crime task force between the local Constabulary and the Royal Canadian Space Cavalry (RCSC) on Montreal Prime. Renowned for her sharp investigative skills and unwavering commitment, Lachapelle plays a pivotal role in maintaining law and order in the Quebec Sector of the Canadian Expanse. Early Life and Background... is on her way to help set up a network similar to what we’ve established in Quebec. Smuggling’s down, but the outer sectors are still dealing with pirate clans. It’s time we cleaned up.”
Spacedawg nodded, understanding the gravity of their task. “And the dignitaries?” he inquired, recalling the buzz of preparations around the base.
Celine’s eyes twinkled with a mixture of pride and secrecy. “Ah, yes. We’re expecting some high-level congratulations for you and Lachapelle. But that’s not all,” she added, shifting in her seat.
She tapped on her desk screen, bringing up schematics of the Mandoleer’s Folly. “There are some changes coming to the Folly. It’s not just a ship anymore; it’s about to become a symbol of RCSC resilience. We’re adding new crew quarters, expanding internal spaces, and installing a next-gen bridge module. Everything’s getting an overhaul to meet the new RCSC standards.”
Spacedawg raised an eyebrow. “Why the sudden upgrade?”
“Because you’re getting a bigger crew,” Celine revealed. “And, I might add, the Mandoleer’s Folly is now officially yours. Ed managed to navigate through the red tape to transfer the title under your name.”
Spacedawg felt a mix of surprise and satisfaction. “That’s… unexpected. And Ed?”
“He’s officially a Commander now,” Celine smiled. “Both Maelstrom
Origin and Early Life Maelstrom, a Gichi-manidoo from the Rogue Moon of Giizis Babaa-ayaa in the Ontario Sector, is distinguished by her blue-furred, wild cat-like features. A member of the humanoid species with a deep connection to nature, she embodies the physical and spiritual traits of her heritage. Maelstrom’s life took a significant turn when she relocated to the bustling... and the Alchemist have been bumped up to Lieutenant Commander, and your other reliable duo, Abraham and J.J., requested to stay on. Abraham is now a Lieutenant Commander, and J.J. has been promoted to Major.”
As Spacedawg processed the news, his thoughts turned to the forthcoming assignments. “And the dignitaries? Anything I should know?”
Celine’s smirk widened, a spark of mischief in her eyes. “Classified, for now. But prepare yourself, it’s going to be an event to remember.”
Spacedawg stood, feeling the weight of his new responsibilities. “I’ll get the crew ready. We’ll be prepared for whatever comes our way.”
As he left Celine’s office, the reality of his new role set in. The Mandoleer’s Folly wasn’t just a ship; it was his command, a beacon of order in the chaotic expanse of space. The future was uncertain, filled with new challenges and opportunities, but Spacedawg felt ready to navigate whatever the stars threw at him.
