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==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: A Foreboding Unwelcome== | |||
===by Scott Lusby=== | |||
SD: 2260.340 | |||
MD: Day 2.1433 | |||
Setting: The Laughing Vulcan Tavern, New Detroit, Arcturus | |||
<<snip- from Andy's post, entitled "Hurry Up and Wait">> | |||
"Any luck?" Jack asked as Gar took his seat. | |||
The Andorian shook his head. "Nothing, if our friends have arrived they | |||
haven't saw fit to let us know." | |||
Jack frowned over his ale. The plan had been to access the city's help | |||
wanted database. The first team to arrive submitted a bogus entry into the | |||
database. The second team was to reply to the add with a prearranged name | |||
and list a location or comm channel they could be reached at. He knew they | |||
still had two days before their target was to arrive. And, and he tried to | |||
convince himself, his team had made good time. But he would still feel | |||
better once he knew they had arrived. | |||
<<snip- new material>> | |||
Lieutenant Commander Gar Th'elenth glanced at the Captain as he downed | |||
another swig from his glass. "How you can drink that vile swill is beyond | |||
me." | |||
Steele, pulled the glass from his lips and regarded it. "Well, it isn't | |||
very good, but I've had worse--" | |||
"I meant beer in general," Gar said. "I have never understood the human | |||
need for bitterness in their food and drink." | |||
Steele nodded at Gar's own glass. "And that?" | |||
Gar's antennae twitched at Steele's question. "Romulan Ale? What's wrong | |||
with it?" | |||
DeSimms shook his head. "Consorting with an enemy's drink is almost as bad | |||
as consorting with the enemy himself," the security man quipped. | |||
"Not to mention the fact that it's illegal," Steele added. | |||
"I'm not so sure it is here," Gar retorted. "Besides, it's good cover." | |||
DeSimms grunted. "You're liable to BE under covers if you drink too many of | |||
those." | |||
Steele chuckled as Gar employed a human hand gesture- specifically, a FINGER | |||
gesture- in reply to John's last comment. | |||
The Captain regarded his Andorian engineer for a moment. "Gar- why | |||
Starfleet?" he asked, taking care to drop his voice so he would not be | |||
overheard. | |||
Gar's brow furrowed. "Sir?" | |||
Steele drained the last of his ale and signaled for a refill. "Well, I know | |||
that Andoria is a founding world and has quite a distinguished | |||
representation in the Federation Council and in government in general. But | |||
given the martial nature of your world, I would have figured to see more | |||
Andorians in Starfleet," he finished with a shrug. | |||
Gar tossed back the remainder of his drink as well; miraculously, another | |||
ice-blue beverage appeared in front of him. "Andorians are a...direct | |||
people, Captain," he said. "Many prefer a more direct approach to their | |||
military affairs than the Federation and Starfleet typically prefers." | |||
"By direct you mean...?" | |||
Gar allowed the corners of his mouth to curl. "Andorians prefer | |||
to...eliminate a problem when one arises, Captain." | |||
"I should have been born an Andorian," DeSimms quipped again. | |||
Steele chuckled again. "I've heard the stories of the Andorian Imperial | |||
Guard's exploits," he said. Then, quietly, he added, "And the Am-Tal--" | |||
"--Should not even be discussed, Captain," Gar said. "Suffice to say that, | |||
were the Am-Tal involved in this operation, it would take on a whole | |||
different tone. It would be unlikely that...our 'target' would ever make it | |||
off Arcturus in such a case." | |||
Steele nodded for Gar to continue his thought process. | |||
Gar leaned forward. "Didn't you ever wonder why WE were sent out here | |||
instead of some SFIA operative? Why WE were sent out here to meet some | |||
scientist, with hardly any intelligence except for his name and where he was | |||
headed?" | |||
Steele's lips pursed together. "The thought had crossed my mind," he said, | |||
his expression sour. | |||
Gar swirled the liquid in his glass around. "I don't know...I feel as if | |||
this mission is almost DESIGNED to fail. Something's up here- something's | |||
going on that no one is telling us." | |||
Steele nodded. "I said as much to Admiral Carstairs." | |||
Gar finished the last of his drink. "Either there's something about Dr. | |||
Sahen they aren't telling us, or there's something about this MISSION they | |||
aren't telling us. But Sahen's Romulan, which means the Am-Tal will already | |||
be shifting their antennae in his direction." Gar paused, then added, "IF | |||
Sahen's into something bad, OR he was responsible for something we don't | |||
know about, we could be walking into a termination mission, courtesy of the | |||
Am-Tal." | |||
<<TIMELINE>> | |||
2.1433- Gar, Steel and DeSimms chatter idly as they wait for the other team | |||
to arrive; Gar expresses his discomfort with the current mission. | |||
<<NRPG>> | |||
Just filling in the blanks and adding some details. Andy, I hope I didn't | |||
take too many liberties here...but I just love getting us into trouble. ;) | |||
FYI: The Am-Tal is the Andorian counterpart of Starfleet Intelligence (in | |||
this era known as SFIA). They handle both internal and external security- | |||
think the KGB. And they are BADASSES. They are "direct." And ruthless. | |||
If they are here...watch out. :) | |||
The Andorians never gave up their own military and intelligence structures | |||
when they merged into the Federation with Earth, Vulcan and Tellar- not | |||
completely anyway. The Andorian Imperial Guard (their navy and army) is | |||
still intact, as is their intel service- the Am-Tal. | |||
Side note: I don't know if the Am-Tal is here or involved in this (that's up | |||
to us)...but they would NOT be involved if there wasn't some connection or | |||
threat to Andoria. They would not just go out and kill him for nothing. | |||
They would be doing it out of their own self-interest...now, what that is, I | |||
have no idea. But it's something we can play with. :) | |||
Roguishly Submitted, | |||
-- Scott Lusby | |||
/\ LCDR Gar Th'elenth | |||
Chief Engineer | |||
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