Questions, part 2

Posted on Thu May 17th, 2012 @ 7:44am by Master Chief Petty Officer Apu Barnum & Lieutenant Commander Damion Wolfe

1,186 words; about a 6 minute read

Mission: Subjugation
Location: In the MInes, Apu's shop

[CONTINUED]

[OLD]

Damion stared at him, not diverting his gaze and then s smirk grew on his face. "You wont kill me. You'll stun me, but he won't kill me." He leaned back slightly and then laughed. "I can feel it in you. Your won't kill me because you know what will happen to you." He raised a brow, slightly confused. "What will happen to you? Why don't you want to pull the trigger and kill me. Stunning me would only make me mad and make me want to kill you. And I don't think you can keep stunning me forever, can you?" He crossed his arms over his chest, calling Apu's bluff. "So shoot me and die or give me what I want and live."

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Apu chuckled. "Nicely played, young Padawan. You're right. I won't kill you. Captain York would have me drawn and quartered if I did. So, I will let you live. For now."

Damion tilted his head to Apu. "I don't know what a Padawan is, but if you me that again. I will shoot you." He uncrossed his arms and took a step forward, back to the table. "Now. How about that information?"

Apu pulled out a small bottle of something green and two glasses. He sat down at the table with Johnny. "If you shot me, you won't get any answers. And Ronnie will never forgive you."

He poured them each a drink and raised his glass in a toast. "To detentes."

Damion took the glass in his hand and, while keeping his eyes on Apu, poured the liquid onto the dirt ground. "I don't drink from anything I didn't pour myself."

"Pity. It's very old. And very good." He took his time drinking the contents of his glass before putting it, and the bottle, away.

"Now, what would you like to know," he asked when he returned to the table.

He sat down in the chair and looked over to Apu. "I want to know about this Ronnie and Samantha York. Where did they come from? Why are they here?" Damion asked as he crossed his arms over his chest in the chair.

"They, and you, are from a ship called the Calypso. We came to rescue the man Samantha loves. Damon Raine. Instead, we were captured and now we are here. Like everyone else."

"I am not from a ship." Although the name Calypso seemed to ring a bell, it didn't match up the story he was told by the people who run this place. "I was transfered from another prison. There was an explosion that took out some of the inmates. They brought me here because it was close and secured." He stopped for a moment and questioned it, not that all this new stuff seemed to make a bit of sense. Even though he couldn't remember anything from before the explosion, it sounded about right. At least at the time it did. Damion wasn't even going to bother bringing up that he was offered a life sentence if he agreed to act as Hur'Rak's enforcer. Since Apu was good at what he does, maybe he already knew that.

"They lied. You had something they wanted, so they lied," Apu said casually. "You're a telepath. Find out for yourself."

"How do you plan on me doing that?" Damion asked as he leaned in slightly to Apu.

"I'm not a telepath. Samantha is. If you don't know how to use your telepathy, ask her. She is the only one I know here who can help you."

"And that Ronnie, girl? Is she a telepath too?" Damion asked after plotting something in his mind. He already knew what his next move would be, but he wasn't done with his business here.

"No, but the two of you were pretty cozy before we got here. She may not be a telepath, but she knows you better than anyone else on the Calypso."

Damion leaned back in the chair and thought for a moment. If Apu was right and he was a friend of theirs it would explain a few things he was having trouble making sense, so all that was left was pushing it all to the surface. "What about you and I? Did you and I know each other?"

"No. We met a few times. I ran the supply shop." Apu shrugged. "I know who you are. I hear the gossip, but we don't really know each other, no."

"Gossip? What gossip?" Damion asked, curiously.

"The two of you spent a ... lot of time together. There was some speculation about how close the two of you were. If it helps, you had a fondness for sinking ships."

"Sinking ships?" Damion responded, confused entirely. "Everything I heard about the guy I was makes me not like.... myself."

Apu gave him a cold stare. "And you like the person you are now? A man who beats people up for someone like Hur'Rak?"" He didn't blink for several seconds. "There is a famous ship, the Titanic. It sank. You and she would go into a program that recreated the setting. Something to do with history." Apu shrugged. He had little time for holodecks.

"Don't presume to be inside my head." Damion let out a slight growl as he leaned in and gave Apu his own cold stare. "You wouldn't like it in there. It's much more complicated then you think."

He took the disruptor and put it away, then handed Johnny the stick. "You who thinks being someone else's hit man is a noble calling has no right to criticize someone who had the heart and courage to love someone. I pity you, Mr. Johnny. Damion Wolfe is more of a man than you can ever hope to be." He turned and walked to the wall and stopped. "No, I pity Ronnie. She loves Damion and all she has left is you." Before Johnny could attack him, he slipped through a hidden doorway.

Damion turned and then headed for the tent exit. All these new thoughts running through his head only added to the confusion. He stopped at the entrance and closed his eyes, putting his hand to his head. He could feel himself feeling the urge to kill Apu, but mentally he was being held back and that frustrated Damion to no end. In a last ditch effort, he removed his disruptor and turned around, firing a few shots into the tent, hitting the center pole. The destruction of the pole caused the tent to start to cave in from the middle. Damion stepped out just as the tent fell in, he had a slight smile on his face as he put the disruptor back in his coat. "I feel slightly better." There was a pause as he growled slightly. "But not enough." He walked away, now in the mood to end this all and find Ronnie and York.

OFF

Lieutenant JG Damion Wolfe
Chief Intelligence Officer
and Johnny

Master Chief Petty Officer Apu Barnum
Quartermaster

 

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