"The Watcher"
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Stardate: 60299.0936
Setting: NEW ALEXANDRIA - SECTION I - "Debriefing" Room
The woman lay, stripped and covered by a thin blue medical gown, on the cold stainless steel table. Her vision blurred and she could feel a chemical burning sensation travel through her right arm, delivering the sedatives they had injected her with through her system.
Her tongue tingled and she could not feel the very tip of it and she prodded it against her teeth. She knew, were she to try to speak right now her words would be slurred, a wet sensation spreading over her cheek made her wonder if she were drooling or if it were part of the effect of the drugs. Wanting to wipe it off, Enaii lifted her right arm, only to find it would not come up to her face. Glancing downward she immediately saw why, her arm was tied to the side of the bed. When had they done that? She could not remember anyone having bound her limbs, but she could not remember much about the last sixty seconds, she thought there had only been one person in the room with her, but perhaps there was another she hadn't seen.
Slowly, her vision began to clear and she regained some muscle tone in her neck, allowing her to scan the room. Whether there had been more than one person in her to administer her chemical restraints was not clear, but was irrelevant now that she was clearly alone once again. They had probably tied her down for her own safety, to ensure she did not fall off the table while adjusting to the medications, the large leather straps across her chest and legs seemed to support that theory.
Breathing deeply, she ground her teeth as the burning sensation reached her toes, confusing the nerves into believing they were actually freezing. It was an odd sensation, highly unpleasant, but not terribly painful, for which she was grateful, if only mildly. It was oddly lonely, though this was a situation she had been in before, Admiral Hugo had always stood beside her in the past, holding her hand and stroking her shoulder as she adjusted to the injection. This time however the Admiral was not here, he had been dishonourably discharged, had betrayed the Federation to Species 8472, and for those reasons would obviously be unable to comfort her now. Though she had thought herself to be over his corruptive hold on her, she felt a strong pang of misery at the thought of him not being here for her.
Turning her head was beginning to become more difficult, her movements sloppy, and so with one final burst of effort, she rolled her head to the right, allowing her visual access to the doorway. Even knowing what was coming, and exactly how little she could do about it, the highly trained woman's self-preservation instinct forced her to watch the darkened room's only entrance like a hawk, waiting for whomever would be assigned to her initial interrogation with a fierceness unsuited to such a hopeless situation.
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Stardate: 60299.0936
Setting: NEW ALEXANDRIA - SECTION I - "Debriefing" Surveillance Room
Charles stood, his hands clasped behind his back, looking through an inch thick one-way looking glass. He watched as they injected her, tied her down, and filed out of the room solemnly. One of the doctors would always be on duty in this room, monitoring her life signs, ready to run in and revive her should things go sour.
He didn't like to see her like this, he had never personally witnessed her being debriefed, though the details in her darkest, most classified files told the horrors she had endured during debriefings under her deranged adoptive father, former Admiral Eli Hugo. The man had held so much contempt for the girl, he hated her for surviving when he had attempted to kill her when she was four years old. Koneki suspected he actually had hated himself for following the termination order to begin with, and that her survival was a constant reminder of what he had done. Whatever the case, Enaii had endured tortures in chambers remarkably similar to this one, under Hugo's supervision, that Charles did not wish to witness. He would not be staying as Eli had, Enaii's fate would be in the hands of people deranged enough to be qualified to perform an effective "debriefing", he only hoped that she would pass, that this last digression was nothing more than bad judgement, a single moment of weakness out of years of faithful service.
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Lisa Mac Isaac
{lisa_mac_isaac@hotmail.com}
Writing the hopes, dreams and future of:
Lieutenant Commander Enaii - Intelligence Liaison Officer
USS ANUBIS
And if you see no reason for giving thanks, rest assured that the fault is in yourself.
~~Chief Tecumseh 1813
2005 post #042
