"Optimism is Not My Strong Suit"
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Stardate: 61016.0830
The room had a dusk tinge to it. Only candles drove away the darkness. There was a quiet background hum of machinery that few would even notice. Sitting silently at the computer terminal on his desk the youngish officer could almost pass as a statue, for his total lack of movement. Starfleet Ensign Derek Stormwind reached out and tripped the message recording channel.
"T'Prien," the FCO began… "It has never been our way to allow disaster or trouble to prevent communication; however I failed in this as I never sent you word about our mother. For that I apologize but now I must tell you that once again your older brother has run afoul of the command structure."
Derek paused looking at the picture of his sister on his desk standing proud with her first year cadet class. Unlike him, she had few Vulcan features and more closely resembled humans than many humans. Standing 6'2" she had jet black hair that she wore up most of the time yet fell to well past her waist when down. The two of them had always been very close, so close that often people thought they were twins because they often finished each others comments.
The half Vulcan continued… "During our last mission I may have finally stepped over the line. I may have violated the Prime Directive with devastating results. I can only wait for our return to base and see what decision is made. By the way, your suggestions of the library and "chaos" vault have worked better than you can know. I have indeed had better control and fewer human lapses. Pri…" using the pet name that only they knew… "I have met an intriguing young woman, in some ways she reminds me of you. I am not sure if she sees me as any more than a fellow officer, and I may have destroyed any possibility of friendship with an ill timed and adjusted mind meld but I can only wait. Take care and continue to apply yourself in your studies."
Derek ended the message to his sister and had the computer queue it up for first available transmission. Picking up one of a number of PADDs stacked on his desk, he continued to add to his apology to the marines injured in the recent brawl with an added apology to the Marine CO. He did not know that it was necessary to have an apology ready, but he had learned from previous assignments it never hurt to be prepared. This explained the other PADDs, one for the Captain and one for Admiral Koneki, explaining his actions and his reasons for them.
Captain Rikar had as yet not spoken to him about his actions on IRRAJ. The dark haired officer was sure this did not bode well for his future either with the ANUBIS or in Starfleet. His history itself was against him. It would not matter that almost all of the past incidents happened during what he called a "human" blackout. A time where he lost control of his human side and it controlled his actions through emotion rather than logic. It was hard for many races to understand the split of the mind that he was faced with daily.
The FCO let his mind rove and it stopped on an image of Ensign Mei… Susan. The slight figured young ships counselor with the stark deep blue eyes. For the life of him, he just could not understand the odd sensations that plagued him whenever he thought of or saw her. A human based on emotion as they were would call it love. One of the emotions Derek had made an extensive study on. But his Vulcan mind could not place that tag upon the sensation. All he knew was right now with the thought of maybe having to leave the ship, of not seeing her again was hard to compartmentalize. Worse was the prospect of not finding out her feelings after he had reinstated her adjusted memories.
Standing and stretching he allowed a small amount of his human side to surface… the fatalist side and he began to pack his personal gear to be moved to the DRAGONSEYE the one thing no one could take from him.
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Ensign Derek Stormwind 2006 post #222
Setting: USS ANUBIS, Stormwind's quarters
Brian Matthews (dragonsslayer@excite.com)
FCO
USS ANUBIS
