STORM FROM THE SHADOWS â€“ snippet 102:
It was fascinating to watch Admiral Gold Peak in action, Gervais Archer reflected some time later. Despite her lofty birth, there was an undeniable earthiness about her basic personality, and heâ€™d come to wonder if she might not have developed that trait deliberately. Heâ€™d already seen ample evidence of her effortless mastery of the proper rules of etiquette and her ability to project the public persona appropriate to someone who stood only five heartbeats away from the Crown of Manticore. Very few people, watching her operate in that mode, would ever have grounds to suspect how much she clearly loved escaping from it, he thought, but anyone whoâ€™d worked with — or for — her for any length of time knew exactly how little she liked playing that particular role. And it wasnâ€™t as if she needed to remind anyone in the Navy that the Queen was her cousin. First, because however much she might have wished they didnâ€™t, everyone already knew. But second, and more importantly, because she needed no aristocratic airs to underscore her authority. Sheâ€™d demonstrated her competence too many times, and even if she hadnâ€™t, five or ten minutes in her presence would have made that competence painfully clear to anyone, however â€œcasualâ€ or â€œearthyâ€ she might choose to appear.
Now she leaned back in her chair at the head of the table, nursing a cup of coffee instead of one of the wineglasses several of her guests preferred, and favored Commander Cramer with a smile which held very little humor.
â€œNow that weâ€™ve impressed you with my hospitality, Commander,â€ she said dryly, â€œI suppose we probably ought to get down to business.â€
Cramer nodded politely in acknowledgment, and a trace of true amusement worked its way into her smile.
â€œIâ€™ve read your reports,â€ she continued, and Gervais knew she truly had read them, not simply skimmed them, after theyâ€™d been burst-transmitted to Achilles. â€œIâ€™m very pleased with what youâ€™ve managed to accomplish here,â€ she went on. â€œOn the other hand, thereâ€™s not much point any of us pretending that youâ€™re in any position to hold off some sort of serious attack on Tillerman.â€
Cramer nodded again, and the admiral sipped from her coffee cup again.
â€œUnder almost any other set of circumstances, Commander, I would be completely satisfied to leave Tillerman in your care. Given our recent encounter with so many Solarian battlecruisers at Monica, however, and given the proximity of both Myers and Monica to Tillerman, I think we need something a bit more . . . impressive here in the system. Mind you, Iâ€™m not happy about the notion of spreading our forces out in penny packets. Weâ€™re too thin on the ground — for the moment, at least — to go around diluting our combat power that way. Unfortunately, I donâ€™t see any real option here. At least for the foreseeable future, Tillermanâ€™s going to be our most advanced picket in an area where weâ€™ve already crossed swords with a Solarian client state. Given that, it turns the entire region into a potential flashpoint that I believe requires a force which is not simply more powerful than yours but is self-evidently more powerful. Powerful enough to give any reasonable potential adversary pause. My judgment in that regard represents absolutely no reflection on you, any of your people, or the other ships under your command here.â€
She held his eyes levelly, letting him see the sincerity in her own, then twitched her head at Jerome Conner.
â€œIâ€™ll be returning to Spindle by way of Talbott, Scarlet, Marian, Dresden, and Montana — I think this entire area needs a little reassurance, after what happened in Monica and Vice Admiral Oâ€™Malleyâ€™s recall — but Captain Conner is going to be taking over as Tillermanâ€™s senior officer. Iâ€™m detaching his ship and Captain Ningâ€™s Romulus. Unless something changes, Iâ€™ll be sending up additional destroyers as soon as some of them arrive from Manticore. In the meantime, Iâ€™ll expect Devastation, Inspired, and Victorious to conduct anti-piracy patrols and generally show the flag in this vicinity while Captain Connerâ€™s battlecruisers stay home and mind the store. As soon as we can get some more modern destroyers, and possibly a few heavy cruisers, out here to replace you, Iâ€™ll withdraw your ships to Spindle for a well deserved rest.â€
â€œI understand, Milady,â€ Cramer replied, when she paused. It was, Gervais reflected, a rather tactful way for the admiral to describe pulling the older, less capable ships back for secondary duties elsewhere.
â€œUntil we have the hulls in-quadrant to do that, however,â€ she continued after a moment, â€œIâ€™ll expect you to make your own local knowledge and advice available to Captain Conner. Itâ€™s clear to me from your reports that you havenâ€™t let any grass grow under your feet, Commander. The time youâ€™ve spent making contacts with the local system government, emplacing the system surveillance platforms, and deploying missile pods for defensive use has been very well-used — a point I intend to make in my own report when I unreservedly endorse your actions and conduct here in Tillerman. Youâ€™ve done a great deal to make Captain Connerâ€™s job easier, and Iâ€™m confident that youâ€™ll be equally helpful during his settling-in period.â€
This time, there was an obvious flicker of appreciation in those hard gray eyes. Cramer was never going to be one of those officers who gushed effusively — especially to their superiors — Gervais thought. But it was clear he recognized genuine praise when he heard it . . . and that he realized when it was well deserved, as well.
â€œJerome,â€ the admiral went on, turning her attention to Captain Conner. â€œAs I told the Commander, Iâ€™m not happy about leaving you and Kwo-Lai out here with only two battlecruisers. Unfortunately, for right now I donâ€™t see any option. Iâ€™ll get you reinforced as quickly as I can, but in the meantime, youâ€™re going to be in what might charitably be called a somewhat exposed position. And, to be honest, after talking to that jackass Byng, Iâ€™m even less happy about that state of affairs than I might have been otherwise.â€
â€œI canâ€™t say Iâ€™m delighted about all the aspects of my new, independent command, either, Admiral,â€ Conner replied with a faint smile. â€œNot that Iâ€™m not grateful for the opportunity to distinguish myself, of course.â€
â€œDonâ€™t you mean to further distinguish yourself?â€ the admiral inquired, and a quiet laugh ran around the table. But then her expression sobered, and she sat forward, setting her coffee cup back on the table and folding her hands in front of her.
â€œCommander Cramer made a good start deploying pods from Volcano in strategic positions,â€ she said very seriously. â€œOn the other hand, he didnâ€™t begin to have the control links to take full advantage of them. Penelope and Romulus, on the other hand, both have Keyhole. Theyâ€™re going to be able to control a hell of a lot more pods than the Commander could have with a pair of light cruisers, and Volcanoâ€™s pods are loaded with all-up Mark 23s. Iâ€™ve had Jackson hereâ€ — she nodded at Lieutenant Commander Jackson Treacher, her logistics officer — â€œconfer with Commander Badmachin. She tells him that Vice Admiral Oâ€™Malley topped off Volcanoâ€™s missile holds from his own fleet train before he headed back to the Lynx Terminus, so youâ€™ve got plenty of pods. Which means you should be able to raise holy howling hell with anything thatâ€™s likely to come at you out here.â€
She paused, waiting until Conner had nodded, then went on levelly.
â€œIâ€™m fully aware that the Admiralty would prefer for us not to advertise all of our capabilities unless we have to. Nonetheless, Iâ€™m specifically authorizing you to use any weapon available to you — including the Mark 23s — to their full capabilities in defense of this star system . . . against anyone. If anybody, and Iâ€™m specifically including the Solarian League Navy in that â€˜anybody,â€™ attacks this star system, you are to defend it as if it were the Manticore Home System itself. My formal written orders to you will emphasize those points, and they will further authorize you to use deadly force against anyone — once again, specifically including the Solarian League Navy — who violates the territorial sovereignty of this system.â€
She paused once more, and Gervais realized he was almost holding his breath. What she was doing was telling Conner he had carte blanche to do whatever he thought he had to do in the defense of Tillerman. It was obvious she wouldnâ€™t have done that if she hadnâ€™t trusted his judgment, but the fact remained that her orders would cover anything he did, including starting a shooting war with the Solarian League, and that the responsibility would be hers.
â€œI understand, Maâ€™am,â€ the captain said quietly after a moment.
â€œI believe you do,â€ she agreed, sitting back and reaching for her coffee cup once more. â€œOn the other hand, I also want you to understand this. Defending this star system does not mean throwing away the ships under your command. I expect you to use all of the resources at your disposal, if necessary, to accomplish that mission. If it becomes evident, however, that you arenâ€™t going to be able to stop an attack, then I also expect you to pull your ships out. Kick as much hell out of the other side is you can, but get them out intact. Losing them, in addition to losing the system, wonâ€™t help anyone, no matter how â€˜gloriouslyâ€™ you all die. Keeping them intact for when we come back to kick the Bad Guys back out of Tillerman on their asses, will. Strive to bear that in mind, please? I had the misfortune to make Elvis Santinoâ€™s acquaintance too many years ago. The Royal Navy doesnâ€™t need another one of him.â€
â€œI understand, Maâ€™am,â€ Conner repeated, and this time the admiral chuckled.
â€œIâ€™m delighted to hear that. On the other hand, Iâ€™m not going to pull out and leave you here on your own tomorrow. Given the importance Tillerman looks like assuming, I think it would be a very good idea for me to make President Cummingsâ€™ acquaintance and get to know as many senior members of the system government as I can. And it wonâ€™t hurt for me to express my confidence in you in the proper quarters, either. So Iâ€™ll probably be spending at least a couple of weeks in the vicinity before I go haring off..â€
â€œYes, Maâ€™am. I understand. And I appreciate the thought, for that matter. I think it would have to help get us off on the right foot here.â€
â€œIâ€™m glad you agree. I thought it was a rather clever notion myself.â€
She grinned at him, then drained her coffee cup and stood.
â€œAnd now that we have those details out of the way, I suggest that all of us adjourn to the flag bridge, where Commander Cramer will walk us all through his sensor platform deployment patterns. What Iâ€™d really like to do, Jerome, is to give you a day or so to look the situation over, then run a couple of simulations with Penelope and Romulus defending the system against several different levels of threat.â€
â€œShould I assume that you intend to be commanding the opposition force, Maâ€™am?â€ Conner asked just a bit warily.
â€œMe?â€ the admiral said innocently. â€œOh, no, Jerome! Iâ€™m just going to be advising. Vicki here will be actually running the attack,â€ she nodded to Captain Armstrong, who grinned challengingly at Conner. â€œAnd, I suppose that just to make it interesting, we ought to let Commander Cramer command a couple of units of that op force you were talking about.â€ She smiled sweetly at Conner, then glanced at Cramer, who was obviously trying very hard not to smile himself. â€œYou might want to bear that division of command responsibility in mind while you brief Captain Conner on your sensor deployments, Commander.â€
â€œOh, thank you, Maâ€™am,â€ Conner said. â€œThank you ever so much!â€