You have a lot to deal with right now.
In a relative sense, of course. As the man in charge of Starfleet, your "not much on your plate" was still an inbox that if ever rendered into paper form would cause your average aerobus to crash. Even eight months in top billing has taught you that much. Right about now, however, you have so much on your plate that you can just about hear the wailing of the supercomputers struggling under the load of your inbox as if this were a dungeon from the days of your musketeer stories.
Only part of it is to do with the three Amarkian Councillors currently being escorted through your lobby to meet you. But as they are here in person, they are the ones who you need to talk to first. Linderley after that. And then the Councillor from Ollasa IV, otherwise known as President of the United Federation of Planets.
"Councillor Korielis," you greet as they pass through the door. "Councillor Aelanna, Councillor Cufriec, so glad you could join us. Care for tea?"
Korielis holds up a hand. "No thank you, Admiral. We had our tea with breakfast before we stepped on the transporter. Although don't let us stop you."
One advantage your lifetime of adventure has given you is that you get a certain deference from the Amarkian contingent to Council. Which leads to opportunities like today. "You're here about the President's plans for the Starfleet peacekeeping force?"
All three Councillors freeze, then exchange a sharp look. "You've heard of that already?" asks Councillor Cufriec.
Damn. This is not the reaction you expect for talking about shifting a handful of ships to babysit the Caldonians. What is the President up to? "Yes, I've heard," you say. "I find things run a lot more smoothly when you keep your ear to the ground, after all."
"Right, well, I can tell you that us and the other Caitians are against it because we don't like seeing our own forces edged out. The Pacifists as a bloc are unhappy with the idea of further expanding Starfleet's charter. I'm told some of them have long memories of the MACOs, after all."
'The MACOs?', you wonder to yourself.
Korielis continues on, heedless to the shockwave bouncing to and fro in your brain. "But the Development and Mercantile faactions are both four-square behind it. I suppose you might go either way, but I want you to know that if you want to fight the President's plans for a Starfleet Peacekeeping corps, we can make it happen."
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Half an hour later and you get them out of the office with a careful fat lot of nothing agreed to, but a few more bombshells dropped, and are immediately on the intercom to every Admiral's greatest frenemy: Vice Admiral Linderley.
"Linderley, get up here, and when you get here I want you to explain how it was no one knew the Council was doing studies on fitting us out for a jacket of ground-pounding deadweight."
"...excuse me, Admiral?"
"Move."
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You have received advanced news of a few plans from the President. Enough time to form a coordinated and cohesive opposition if you want to fight them.
Intention 1:
Reform Starfleet Tactical Command in order to establish a permanent Peacekeeping force that can be used to deploy to conflict zones like the Orion Syndicate campaign, or to places like Caldonia.
If enacted, it will shift some of the electoral balance away from the Pacifists to the Development faction, and the reverse if refused.
If enacted, all current builds will take on +1Qtr of build time to represent a redirection of your industrial assets to make the necessary runabouts, shuttles, and the like, plus a campaign of auxiliary building will need to be undertaken.
[ ][PEACE] Go along with the deal
[ ][PEACE] Upset the apple cart
Intention 2:
Force on Starfleet the requirement to become "transport-neutral" - to have freighters and cargo ships equal to their shipping requirements, so you don't have to mobilise from member worlds, by 2322. You would be forced to set aside 50pp /yr for the next three years for T'Faer to borrow yards for auxiliary builds, with the rest produced by an agreement of the member worlds.
If enacted, the electoral balance moves away from expansionists towards the development faction.
[ ][CARGO] Agree
[ ][CARGO] Avoid