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==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Sorting Out Problems Part II== | |||
===by Brian V. Mansur=== | |||
SD 2261.091 | |||
MD 2.1135 | |||
Scene: Engineering, USS HOOD | |||
"Jeri are you there?" | |||
And a voice that made every hair on the back of his neck stand on end replied, | |||
[Sean? What's wrong?] | |||
"Get down to engineering right away. Meet me at the device. We need to discuss | |||
a few things." | |||
[Okay. I was about to come down to get back to work anyway. Do you need me to | |||
bring you something?] | |||
Jeri had always been thoughtful that way. Something he'd never learned to be. | |||
He realized then what a trap it would be to say yes. This was not *her* and he | |||
knew it. When she saw him, he had no right to take her into his arms and kiss | |||
her. She was in fact another man's woman. But for his soul's sake, he would | |||
find a way to get her away from this place. He didn't know anything about his | |||
own counterpart. But he guessed that if the mirror Sean had married Jeri, then | |||
there was still something decent left in that man. | |||
"Just come down here," he answered, then added, "But thank you." | |||
He closed the line and tried to breathe. Was "thank you" the right thing to say? | |||
He didn't know. What was their relationship supposed to be like here? It took | |||
several seconds, but he finally pulled something of himself together. Before | |||
leaving he had presence of mind to check Gar's file. No mention of a spouse. | |||
That didn't mean the Andorian didn't have a woman or two stashed away somewhere | |||
though. He'd have to clue him in. | |||
What a mess. | |||
He walked up to Gar. "Come on let's get to wherever that thing is being housed. | |||
Steele has things well in hand so I'm sure the crystals will be sent down | |||
straight away." | |||
Gar nodded. "You don't look so good." | |||
"Jeri is here." | |||
Gar shook his head in resignation "Sean, you'd have no luck if you didn't have | |||
crap luck. Wait a minute. I'm not married am I?" | |||
"Not that I know of." | |||
"Hmm. Well, at least I'm consistent too then." | |||
.... | |||
As the pair wound their way through the bowels of the Engineering deck. More | |||
than once Sean felt like they were being watched. But it wasn't anything he | |||
didn't expect at this point. In fact, if Jesus himself showed up right there and | |||
said to him "Buenos Dias" it would be par for the course. | |||
When they got to the transdimensional device, it was being tinkered with by no | |||
less than two scientists and an engineer with another few standing at a console | |||
puttering away at some specs. About twelve guards were stationed at the | |||
entrances looking bored. The dilithium crystals were in their case beside the | |||
device. It was too easy. | |||
Sean thought about how to best clear the room. Suddenly it came to him: a | |||
wicked thought from his academy days about a certain windbag professor with no | |||
couth and a noisy ass. | |||
He let out a long ripping fart that got everyone's attention instantly. | |||
"Get the frak out of this room before you all die. I want some peace and quiet | |||
while the commander and I work. Oh and Lieutenant Merrick will be here shortly. | |||
Do let her in." | |||
As they left, Gar made a show of holding his hand up to his nose. "Dear | |||
heaven." | |||
"Shut up and let's get this thing figured out." | |||
They started with a visual walk around. Cooling pumps, electrical hook ups, | |||
braces, field dampeners, logic circuit relays. It was a mess. But both of them | |||
could make out at a glance what most of it did. The schematics would be even | |||
more telling. | |||
They pulled them up at the console. A few keyboard strokes later, Gar said, "It | |||
is ready to go as far as I can tell. We load the crystals and fire it up. | |||
Simple as that. It may take a few minutes for me to sort out the wavelength | |||
pattern and plasma flow parameters to get the job done. But I think we can have | |||
this wrapped up in ten minutes." | |||
A knock came at the door. "Come!" Sean shouted, practically on his toes. And | |||
in walked Jeri. Followed by a weapon. Followed by Hemux." | |||
NRPG: Part II complete. Couldn't be that easy now could it. | |||
Respectfully Submitted, | |||
Brian V. Mansur | |||
LCDR Sean Merrick | |||
FO, USS HOOD, NCC-1703 | |||
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