"Rehab"
Previous Post: "Briefing" by Sabrina
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Stardate: 60313.0900
Setting: NEW ALEXANDRIA - SECTION I - Rehabilitation Room
The room was warm and welcoming, brightly coloured and so full of light that scarcely a single shadow could be found. Pillows of the softest Kikobird feathers were strewn along the far corner, a long table adorned with every manner of food and drink lined the wall and near the bed a basket of clean clothing in her size was nearly overflowing.
Removing her tattered uniform, the woman headed instinctively to the left. She remembered being in rooms like this one on several occasions before, and all were laid out identically. Her destination was the sonic shower, she needed to peel the filth from her flesh. Though no actual dirt adorned her skin, she felt unmistakably grimy just the same.
Stepping into the pulse of the shower, a fierce wave of relief spread over her. She wanted to eat, to drink and to sleep desperately, but she would wait until she first was clean. While moving her body so that the machine could reach every crevasse, she fantasized about which foods she would feast upon once finished.
Chocolate, like the Andorian Truffles Sabrina was so fond of came to mind first, their unmistakable texture as they melted on the tongue was heavenly. Still, her body cried out for nutrients, she wanted meat, bread and vegetables so bad she could hardly bear the anticipation. She would have the steak, covered in sauteed mushrooms and onion, drizzled with Worchestershire Sauce. She would have a baked potatoe smothered in broccoli and cheese as well as a side of spinach and the crunchy French dinner rolls that were fluffy and soft inside. If she were still hungry after that she'd have Romulan Narul soup, Orion signature salad and THEN, if she still desired it, the Andorian Truffles until she could eat no more.
Sighing, she stepped out of the shower and headed toward the bed to get dressed. She had no idea if this next week would represent her last or if she would be rehabilitated, but she hoped to know the answer soon. Selecting a red nightgown of the softest satin available, the woman slipped it over her head, she wondered if the Admiral would inform her of his decision or if she would find out one way or the other through the rehabilitation counsellors or lack thereof. Tying a black house coat of similar material around her waist, Enaii sighed. Either way there was nothing she could do about it, and either way she was famished. Hoping briefly that she would once again get to hold her daughter before the end of her life, she headed toward the table to find that steak she knew must be there somewhere.
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A man dressed in a pristine white lab coat stood before the desk of the Admiral, his hair twisted and tangled in every possible direction. "This is not the first time she's been through this Admiral, considering most Agents who endure these types of analysis avoid repeating digressions at all possible costs, she should not have returned to this process as many times as she has."
"Get to it Doctor", the Admiral hissed venomously.
The man swallowed unconsciously before speaking, "She's a danger to the fleet and herself Admiral, considering her psychological profile she should have been terminated long ago."
Charles' eyes narrowed. "You are saying she is a security risk to Starfleet Intelligence?"
The Doctor scowled. "No, she is not. She has revealed nothing of consequence during her debriefing, but she's a loose canon Admiral and setting her free again is just asking for trouble. I don't think it's advisable…"
Koneki hissed, "We DON'T pay you to form a personal opinion Doctor. Your job is to analyse data and present an unbiased view of the results. I decide whether she classifies as a "loose canon", a "danger to the fleet" or if I think she's a spectacular Officer with unorthodox methods. You'd best keep that in mind Doctor, if you loose your objectivity you will be unable to properly perform your function, and I am afraid I would then have to sign the order for *you* to be debriefed."
The Doctor swallowed, "Yes sir."
Charles grinned, "So what is your official conclusion?"
The Doctor stretched his neck to the side, "My investigation of the facts presented resulted with the undeniable result that Lieutenant Commander Enaii, Class 5 field agent assigned to the USS ANUBIS and operative under direct command of Admiral Charles Koneki of the NEW ALEXANDRIA Space Station and New Egypt project is NOT a threat to the security of Starfleet Intelligence."
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Writing the hopes, dreams and future of:
Lieutenant Commander Enaii
And if you see no reason for giving thanks, rest assured that the fault is in yourself. 2005 post #114
Stardate: 60313.0900
Setting: NEW ALEXANDRIA - Admiral Koneki's Office
Lisa Mac Isaac {lisa_mac_isaac@hotmail.com}
Intelligence Liaison Officer
USS ANUBIS
~~Chief Tecumseh 1813
