"Worries and Options"
[Previous Post: "Something Stinks" by Tiffany]
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Setting: IRRAJ Royal Palace, Guest Quarters
Derek was only dimly aware of when the CMO came over to see to Maya. To anyone watching he was sitting just gently holding her hands and comforting her. In a way he was, he was actually using a Vulcan nerve block to allow her to accept the pain. The CMO of the ANUBIS approached them pulling out her medical tricoder.
"Ah Doctor," Derek said as she began to scan the CSciO, "I apologize
for her injuries."
Lea looked at the Ensign with bafflement, "You apologize?"
Looking almost wistful the FCO replied. "She has cracked if not broken
ribs, received when we fell into the sewers and I landed on top of her. Her
shoulder is dislocated, caused I am sure by my injudicious use of
strength while pulling her along to keep up with the ILO during our run through the sewers. Yes I'm afraid her injuries are mostly my doing."
The CMO would have laughed if the Ensign had not been in such a serious
state of mind. Her scan showed the truth of his comments.
"When you are ready Doctor I will remove my nerve block to allow for
her treatment," Derek whispered.
She pressed a hypo spray to Maya's neck and nodded at the FCO. He
gently released Maya's hands.
Derek studied the Captain and the ILO. His mind was trying to put things into those neat little recesses all Vulcans use to maintain clarity of thought but it was not working. The questions he had he could not find the answers, why had Enaii pulled them from the tavern? Had their cover actually been blown or was there just another danger she felt they could not handle. Who had chased them? He had felt the fear and anger in their pursuers minds when they got close, but had no point of reference for why. He could feel the tension of everyone in the room which was adding to his confusion. He walked over to the back wall which was farthest from everyone and turned facing everyone.
Susan, the ships CNS, noticed his move and thinking he was troubled by
the injuries to Maya slowly walked back to join the FCO.
"Derek… it was not your fault," the CNS stated softly. At first it did
not seem as if he had heard her he just continued to stare across the room.
The FCO looked down at Susan and smiled. Ever since a mind meld between
them they seemed to have a tenuous connection to each other.
"I'm sorry Susan what did you say?"
"I said Maya's injuries were not your fault, these things happen on
away missions." Ensign Mei stated to the now worried looking Ensign.
Derek did not hear Susan's comments, his Vulcan hearing had caught the sound of many feet heading right for the rooms main door. He grabbed the CNS and pulled them both back up against the wall between the window and the hanging tapestry just as the door burst open and the Royal Guards burst into the room.
"NO ONE MOVE!!! By Order of the King you are all under arrest!" Stated
the first guard in the room.
Derek draped his left arm around Susan and reached up and touched a point on the back of his neck. The familiar feel of a transport beam began. As the room began to fade the last thing he saw was the look of surprise on the Captain and ILO's faces as he and the CNS faded away.
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As the transport beam faded Derek moved to his command console and
activated all ships functions and security. He quickly scanned and locked on to the rest of the landing party and activated a permanent lock which even if
their comm. badges were removed he could still track them.
"Derek! What happened? How'd we get to your ship?" asked Susan.
"Long story Susan, I need to raise Uxtar." The FCO replied as his fingers danced over his controls. "Uxtar do you hear me?"
=^= Yes, =^= a barely audible voice replied thru the hissing speakers.
"The sight to sight transport worked as planned. Are you all together, and can you speak to the Captain?" Derek asked quickly.
=^= Yes, =^= answered the SEC/TAC.
"Ok status report, I have transport lock and tracking on the landing party, scans show the Palace area to be covered by some kind of transporter interrupt shield, but it appears to start a few meters above ground level. I await instructions." Derek told his fiend.
Turning to Susan he relaxed slightly. "I should explain... Back when I first taught that big Hirogen to fly the DRAGONSEYE I let him in on some special… *tricks* shall we say. One of which is a small subcutaneous implant that allows for emergency transport, it also allows for sub-vocal communication."
Susan eyed the FCO speculatively, "But how'd you bring me with you and why?"
Derek smiled… "The why... is because we were together and the guards
had not yet noticed us I hope? Also I may need help before this is over."
The FCO turned back to his control board and selecting a secure and
untraceable frequency he opened up a channel… "DRAGONSEYE to USS ANUBIS
This is an Emergency Alert signal…"
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Ensign Derek Stormwind 2006 post #198
Stardate: 61014.2315
Setting: Pilot Cabin of USS DRAGONSEYE
Stardate: 61014.2330
Brian Matthews (dragonsslayer@excite.com)
FCO
USS ANUBIS / VPS DRAGONSEYE
