Star Force: Resolution (SF89) (Star Force Origin Series) by Aer-ki Jyr

through indoctrination in
isolation, he dedicated a significant portion of each day to study after
attending to his newly minted duties as coordinator of the loyalist faction.
    At least that’s what he and some of the others were
labeling his position, for there was no official title. Archon Oni had simply
put him in charge and he’d been helping her to recruit likeminded, sane Trinx
to bring into this sector in order that they could be put to work. Star Force
apparently didn’t intend to permanently use the Trinx infrastructure, planning
to replace it with their own sometime in the distant future, but they were not
wasteful and wanted to salvage as much as they could during the transition
process.
    They needed all kinds of civilization support going,
but most important of all was assistance with understanding and assimilating
Trinx science and technology. They were on a similar technological level but
much was different between the tools the two empires used, hence Star Force
wanted help in learning that they otherwise would have just done on their own
from all the captured equipment and databases.
    But it was more than that. Foodstuffs had to be
produced or shipped into the system, and right now the Trinx production
facilities were being maintained to supply the planet’s needs as its population
slowly dwindled as more and more ungrateful citizens were taken off the planet.
Sadly there were many more left here that had yet to be sorted out from the
rest, but within this isolated and protected sector there were only the
faithful, and it was his job to pass orders from Oni to them and information
back to her while keeping everyone accounted for and organized…most of whom far
outranked him in Trinx society. He was but a simple factory worker before the
invasion, though now he was liaison to the warlord that had mercifully
conquered them.
    But he knew that his position would not last. It would
disappear when no longer needed and the new generations of Trinx being raised
in Star Force maturia would lead the way. He and the others could find a place
with them if they proved themselves worthy and learned the Star Force ways,
abandoning the past and embracing the future, which was why he was committed to
his studies and training, the latter of which he did in the mornings before
setting himself to the day’s tasks. He never knew for sure when a new order
would come down from Oni, but the following morning was one such occasion.
    It didn’t come in the form of a hologram, but rather a
text message still written in Trinx for it would take him and the others a long
time to learn the Star Force language. In the brief message that followed she
instructed him to ready more of the residential buildings to accept another 382
loyal individuals that had been rounded up and to incorporate them into the
operational structure according to their skillsets…which he would have to
determine and then appoint their various appropriate positions.
    Attached were their identities and no more. The Trinx
filing system was what his people were maintaining, and if Star Force needed
something they’d come to him, not the other way around, so he took the list of
names and began looking up their personal histories while seeing what available
slots he needed filled and which ones he could expand upon. Priorities went
first, but there was no structure in place to tell him where to appoint whom. It
was all based on his judgement and he often wondered what about him had made
the Archon give him this gigantic responsibility.
    He was curious but had never asked the question,
gladly accepting it and paying as much attention to his duties as he could to
prove Oni correct.
    “ Coordinator ,”
an aide said, jolting him from his trance staring into the holographic panel
before him.
    “ What is it? ”
he asked, blinking his eyes twice.
    “ I’ve just
received word from the Hamoriti site. They report the construction will be
complete within the week. They