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==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Introspection== | |||
===by Scott Lusby=== | |||
SD: 2260.365 | |||
MD: About 25 minutes after Steve's post "Taking the Green machine" | |||
Setting: Small Hotel Room, New Detroit, Arcturus | |||
Gar sat on the edge of the bed, fidgeting as he continued to scan for any | |||
sign of their shipmates' arrival. It had NOT been a comfortable half-hour, | |||
trying to explain to the Captain about Avae. | |||
He shook his head gently, reproaching himself. He'd been tempted- oh, how | |||
he had been tempted to join Avae. He even tried to justify it to himself: | |||
Sahen was undeniably evil, and the Federation had no business messing with | |||
things about which it ought to know better. | |||
It was an easy argument; it was probably one that would win him a few | |||
friends too. Most notably, Avae. | |||
Gar knew, deep down, THAT was the real temptation: to be in her world again. | |||
Avae had been the one thing he had regretted leaving on Andoria, and now she | |||
was here! Within his grasp! If only he could... | |||
If only he could forget his duty, betray his captain, his shipmates, his | |||
brothers-in-arms. | |||
"Stop beating yourself up, Gar," Steele said. "While I don't share the | |||
obvious distraction of a former lover being the catalyst here, I do | |||
understand the desire to let her have Sahen." | |||
Gar glanced up from the portacomp. "But we are not a jury, captain- we | |||
cannot issue sentence against that man unilaterally, no matter how bad his | |||
crimes may be," he said. "If I'm not willing to stand by those principles, | |||
I do not belong in a Starfleet uniform." | |||
Steele said nothing, nodding slowly. "The fact that you realize that says | |||
more than you realize, Gar," the Captain offered. | |||
"Small comfort," the Andorian replied. "I know my duties, and I will carry | |||
them out- even if it means escorting a pig like Sahen to safety," he said. | |||
He paused for a second, then added, "It's just hard knowing I will have to | |||
leave her a SECOND time- and that we may have to kill her to do it." | |||
Steele held his hands up. "Slow down, Gar- let's not get ahead of ourse--" | |||
Suddenly, the portacomp chirped with the arrival of some new information. | |||
"Captain, something is coming across the emergency channels- seems an Orion | |||
slave ship has exploded in the upper atmosphere." | |||
Steele walked over, leaning over Gar's shoulder. "That tune sounds | |||
familiar," he muttered. | |||
"In the key of Stile," Gar agreed. "I'm having trouble piercing the | |||
interference caused by the explosion on this thing, but it looks like the | |||
largest pieces of debris are coming down in this area," he said, pointing to | |||
an area about 20 kilometers southwest of New Detroit. | |||
"All right then- let's get ready. Go find DeSimms and have him rendezvous | |||
with our friends," Steele said. | |||
"Let's finish this and go home." | |||
<<NRPG>> | |||
Setting up a JP between Daniel and me. | |||
Respectfully Submitted, | |||
- Scott Lusby | |||
/\ LCDR Gar Th'elenth | |||
Chief Engineer | |||
USS HOOD NCC-1703 | |||
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==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Silent Remorse== | ==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Silent Remorse== |