#152 - USS ANUBIS: Uxtar: Day 6 – 1030 ("That Is What Friends Do")

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"That Is What Friends Do"
[Previous post: "A Big Surprise In A Small Box"] ###

Setting: USS ANUBIS, Black Hole Lounge
Stardate: 60344.1030

The VIPER Maintenance Chief had been most grateful for the help Uxtar and Derek had provided in testing the two interceptors. Since drinks had been waiting for the two pilots upon their return to NEW ALEXANDRIA, Derek had *logically* concluded that their communications had been monitored. Whether or not that had been the truth had not been important since the offer had been one that the half Vulcan and Hirogen had been unwilling to refuse.

Over the hours that followed the one drink offered by the Maintenance Chief had multiplied into several, the three men disposing of a full bottle each. When the bottles of Saurian Brandy had been emptied the two pilots had decided to carry on their celebrations in a more *friendly* environment.

It had not taken long for the Sec/Tac and FCO to take full advantage of the genuine selection offered in the ship's crew lounge. Under normal circumstances but would have been more careful not to over indulge but since they had returned home and were under the protection of NEW ALEXANDRIA, Derek and Uxtar seized the moment.

"You know," the Hirogen said slightly blurred, "You are not a bad pilot. If you had been, we would not be here talking about it."

"How do you figure that?" the Vulcan hybrid asked in reply, his own voice having displayed a certain level of sluggishness.

"If you *or* I had not been good pilots, we would have become one with the universe," Uxtar said as he downed the content of his glass in one swift motion. "Actually, we would have become one with an asteroid first, then the universe."

"Well," the half Vulcan smiled, "I think that's worth another round my friend. Waitress!" Derek called out waving the woman who had served them countless time over the last hours.

The Hirogen Sec/Tac and half Vulcan FCO sobered up almost instantly when they saw the ship's CMO walked into the lounge and head for one of the corners of the room. The Hunter instincts of Uxtar as well as the logical and analytical observation skills of Derek had made it one thing perfectly clear; something had been wrong with Doctor Summers.

"Do you think it's because of Enaii?" Uxtar asked having been made aware as Chief of Security that the ANUBIS' CMO had been called to help on resolving the mytery surrounding the ILO.

"As caring as I can imagine her to be simply because of her chosen field I doubt that Doctor Summers would react in such a way had something happened to Lt. Cmdr. Enaii," Derek replied having switched back to his Vulcan mode without any effort. "Logic dictates that the cause of her visible sadness must be something else, something that she is likely the only one to know about."

"Let's change that," the Hirogen said has he reached for one of the drinks the waitress had brought to them and emptied it in one swallow as he walked away to join the ANUBIS' CMO.

The sight of the Sec/Tac followed by the FCO had been enough to make several patrons of the Black Hole Lounge stop in mid conversation as they watched to see what had triggered the unexpected move. A simple glare from the Hirogen though had been more than enough to make everyone dismiss their curiosity in favor of a safer course of action.

"Is everything all right?" the Hirogen asked as he sat next to Doctor Summers. As he looked at Lea, Uxtar could see that she had been crying prior to her entrance into the lounge.

Lea tried to explain what had happened but the simple recollection of the feelings she had experienced and how they had come crashing down sent the CMO into another crying fit which she desperately tried to hold back. Through the sobs Uxtar and Derek were able to pick out unrelated elements of what had happened, but one name, which had come out several times, had identified the culprit. Whatever had happened it seemed that Lt. Dawson, the ANUBIS' CEO, had been right in the middle of it.

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Mark Hutchings {h172mark16@fastmail.us}
Ensign Uxtar
Chief Security Officer
USS HATHOR

[Earth is the insane asylum for the universe.]

2006 post #152


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