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==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Tangled Webs== | |||
===by Scott Lusby=== | |||
SD: 2260.363 | |||
MD: About 20 minutes after leaving the Small Hotel Room in my post entitled | |||
"The Game's Afoot" | |||
Setting: Offices of Albright Ore Processing, New Detroit, Arcturus | |||
Avae Zh'sharav walked through the doors of the 20th-floor office with barely | |||
a sound; however, the aged Andorian behind the desk knew she was there | |||
nonetheless. | |||
"Well?" he asked without looking up as she approached the desk. | |||
"They bought our story- I think," she said, stopping a meter or so away. | |||
"The Captain- Jack Steele- doesn't sound completely convinced, but I don't | |||
think he'll be a problem." | |||
"Hmmph," the older Andorian grunted. | |||
After a moment, the man finally looked up. "I am assuming that since you're | |||
still here you have more information for me?" he asked, his antennae | |||
pitching forward. | |||
Avae took another step closer to the desk, now standing nearly on top of it. | |||
"Gar is with them." | |||
The pale-skinned Andorian behind the desk met her stare now. "Here?" he | |||
paused, tossing the tablet in his hands down onto his desk more vigorously | |||
than normal. "Why didn't I know about this?" | |||
Avae shrugged. "Probably because Starfleet didn't want ANYONE to know of | |||
their presence here. They may be sloppy at times, but they are not | |||
incompetent." | |||
The man leaned forward, and pitched out of the chair. "He could present a | |||
problem," he muttered. | |||
Zh'sharav followed the older man. "No more so than the others," she said. | |||
Then, she moved the topic away from Gar. "They're planning on grabbing | |||
Sahen at the spaceport; they're going in disguised as workers there. They | |||
asked me to find them a quick and quiet way off-planet." | |||
"How fortuitous," he quipped. "Still..." He allowed his words to trail | |||
off. | |||
Avae waited until her control sorted things through. | |||
"Do what you need to do- get them off-planet safely," he said. "Use | |||
whatever resources you need." | |||
She nodded. "And then?" | |||
Tolan Th'artak spun and met his gaze. "And then you finish this." | |||
"And if they interfere- if GAR interferes?" | |||
Th'artak said nothing for a moment. Then, his words clipped, he said, | |||
"Eliminate anyone who gets in the way- ANYONE." | |||
***** | |||
MD: Same | |||
Setting: Small Hotel Room | |||
"Hey- I found something," Gar said as the Captain stepped away from the | |||
window. | |||
"Already? I had thought this would be harder." | |||
The Andorian nodded. "It would be if we were looking for official | |||
information- military records, classified research, that sort of thing. But | |||
I tried something different: I just searched for any media relating to him." | |||
Steele chuckled. "And I imagine you found a lot." | |||
Gar nodded again. "Yes- apparently Dr. Sahen is quite the pioneer in | |||
genetics; his work has been causing quite a stir in and around Romulus." | |||
Steele began reading over Gar's shoulders: dozens upon dozens of biographies | |||
and feature fluff bled together, until something caught his eye. | |||
"Let's see this one," he said, pointing. | |||
Gar pulled up the work, and they read. | |||
Gar inhaled deeply as he read. Steele, ever the more eloquent, simply said, | |||
"Oh shit." | |||
Clearly, as they both finished, they had some understanding of the | |||
ramifications of Doctor Sahen's work, though they would both feel better | |||
when Doctor Corbett arrived to confirm their suspicions. | |||
The two officers glanced at one another. "The man is clearly a monster, but | |||
I don't understand how the Am-Tal fit into all this," Gar stated, shaking | |||
his head. | |||
"I was about to ask you the same question," the Captain replied. | |||
<<NRPG>> | |||
Just adding some fuel to the fire...heh heh heh... | |||
Respectfully Submitted, | |||
- Scott Lusby | |||
/\ LCDR Gar Th'elenth | |||
Chief Engineer | |||
USS HOOD NCC-1703 | |||
AND | |||
Avae Zh'Sharav | |||
Am-Tal Operative | |||
AND | |||
Tolek Th'artak | |||
Am-Tal Control Officer | |||
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