Tbd- if you have an idea feel free :)

Posted on Tue Jan 3, 2017 @ 5:54pm by Fleet Captain Rhea Kennit

656 words; about a 3 minute read

Mission: Silence
Location: USS Victory - Ready Room

Leaned back in her seat, long legs propped up on the edge of her desk, the Captain picked up her mug and took a long drink of the freshly brewed caramel macchiato (extra whipped cream) which Yeoman Taylor had brought for her along with a PaDD containing information on new crew members being transferred aboard while the ship was at Theta 7. Rhea hadn't looked at the PaDD yet, she'd been busy arranging for transfer of at least a few of the engineering spares which Miguel had been nagging at her about for the past several weeks. Obtaining spares was now a bit more difficult due to the destruction of the Gateway. She had however, using her own unique negotiation skills (which some might consider to be rather..aggressive) to at least cross a few of those items off the list.

She'd sent a message to the chief engineer, informing him to expect a shipment of spares from the station. Mostly basic items, but she had successfully arranged for the transfer of tow magnatomic alternating relays, three secondary oscillating phase controllers, and a spare asymmetrical plasma capacitor. Not bad for a supply run at as small an outpost as Theta 7, a smile played over her features. She'd enjoyed herself a little, admittedly using her position as Captain and reputation to bully the station quartermaster into giving her what she wanted.

The door chimed then, sitting up ad dropping her feet to the Captain called out "Enter!"

Lieutenant Varl strode in, his fine gray hair pulled sharply back, held in place with an ornamental hair clip, his face, a calm collected picture of service, his busy brows risen slightly in this first meeting with his new captain. He came quietly and directly to stand in front of Kennit's desk, standing flawlessly to attention. "Lieutenant Varl Tu'Shan reporting as ordered Captain."

"At ease Lieutenant." The Captain answered. Picking up a data PaDD, she looked over his transfer orders and then said, "Infiltration specialist." A pause. "What training have you had? Were you given any training in interrogation techniques?"

Varl moved slightly onto the balls of his feet and moved to standing at ease. His eyes never left the Captains face, calm and at ease. "Extensive infiltration and ex-filtration train with a specialty in computer core cracking, combat abilities comparable to a security office." Varl took a small breath before adding "A large amount of nerve induced pain interrogation, although in the last eighteen weeks my skills have been going spare, the ships I have been transferring through perfected a officer who could get in and out without being seen rather then someone who could acquired answers from prisoners".

"That's excellent." the Captain replied. "We have an annoyance currently secured in the Brig. An apparent Romulan spy, surgically altered. She tried to take control of the ship but was unsuccessful. I am more of a mind for a more simple and permanent solution to the problem however, as I do need to know why she was placed on my ship... perhaps your skills can help gain the answers I need."

Varl nodded, his posture moving from one of deference to one of calculated intellect. "Romulan, that will be an interesting choice, physiology is not that dissimilar from Human's... Should be able to induce easily. May I ask how far you want me to proceed? Nerve induced pain can't physically harm someone but if I make her think she is having the skin on one arm removed slowly its going to cause metal trauma. "

The Captain just smiled a little, "Causing pain without physically harming the subject, where's the fun in that?" She paused a moment, then clarified her meaning, "I am tired of the games this one likes to play. I don't care how you get the answers. Just get the answers."

Varl nodded. "Understood Captain, I will go and make ready the Slab, or manipulator bed ready for her. "

 

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