Sector Five (part 5)

Posted on Wed Jun 13th, 2012 @ 4:00am by Commodore Samantha York & Lieutenant JG Ronnie Wolfe & Lieutenant Commander Leanne Bowen & Lieutenant Cassandra Levue & Ensign Daniel Daniels & Ensign Stran & Petty Officer 1st Class Samuel "Doc" Renfroe EMT-P & Lieutenant Commander Damion Wolfe

1,131 words; about a 6 minute read

Mission: Subjugation
Location: Sam's camp, Sector Five
Timeline: Day 32

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[OLD]

"While your skill level with telepathy is fairly well respectable, if the man is having difficulties with the idea of you being in his head, perhaps it would be more accetable, not to mention, private, to attempt to unlock Lieutenant Wolfe's memories, using a slightly more private, and easier to control, for both parties, methodology. Say, perhaps, a Vulcan mind-meld?" Stran asked, pointedly.

'Precisely." She turned to Damion. "Are you willing to participate in a mind meld?"

[NEW]

Damion looked over to Stran, eyeballing him slightly. He wasn't sure of the Vulcan. He didn't recognize him, but the way things have been going he didn't expect to right off the bat. Damion just looked at him and then turned to face Ronnie. He knew he valued what she thought and maybe he should ask her. "What do you think?" He looked back over to Stran. "Is it dangerous?"

"It can be, but Stran knows what he's doing," Ronnie assured him. "He'll help unlock your lost memories. The question is if you want them restored."

"It is also, very simple to block out memories, that you currently contain, that you do not wish me to see. A simple closed door, over that memory is all that is required." Stran said, nodding.

"Thats just it" Damion looked to Stran. "I don't know what I want to block out." He said softly and then looked over to Ronnie. "How do I block out memories I don't want him to see when I don't know what the memories are?"

"You can't. You can't know in advance what you want to block out." She slipped her hand into his. "Could it be worse than the memories you have now?"

"I don't know." Damion said softly. He looked at her and then removed his hand from hers. "Will you be there?" He asked her, not stepping away from her. He wasn't sure how to react with her anymore. His feelings were all confusing that he almost didn't trust them anymore, but this idea seemed like the best way to find out what was real and what wasn't.

She'd pushed too hard. Ronnie could feel Damion pulling away emotionally. "I'll only be there if you want me there," she said quietly. She missed Damion. Seeing Johnny, knowing he was really Damion hurt her every time she saw him.

"I should also add," Stran noted, "That a shared mind, will allow you access to some of my mental controls, and I will be more than willing to assist you, in counseling you through these problems."

Damion stood there and nodded. He looked up at Stran and then to Ronnie. "I'll do it. Let's just get this over with." He closed his eyes and put his hand on his head. He felt a strong head ache come along, followed by a slight feeling of being dizzy.

Ronnie saw him sway slightly and grabbed his arm. "I think you should sit down for this." She led him to a crate and helped him sit down.

Sam nodded to Stran. "Go ahead. I think Mr. Wolfe needs this."

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Sam walked outside to make sure everything was okay there. "Where's Trent?" she asked Cassandra.

"Trent decided he had better places to be." Cassandra said, shrugging. "We tried to get him to stay."

Daniels nodded, and held up his weapon. "I even threatened him with a gun. He went anyway."

"You threatened him with a gun? Why?" Sam asked, not pleased at all.

"He was attempting to leave, without being dismissed, ma'am. I would have arrested him for insubordination, but we don't have brig space here." Daniels said, matter-of-factly.

"He's a Marine. He doesn't fall under your jurisdiction anyway," Sam reminded him. "Why did he leave? Or, should I ask, what did you say that made him want to leave?"

"I said nothing worse, than he, about another member of the ship." Daniels said, shrugging. "She was diplomatic, in comparison." He added, nodding to Cassandra.

Sam rolled her eyes. Now she would have to go in search of him again and hoe she could talk him back. It was hard enough the first time.

Renfroe managed to patch himself up with a makeshift medkit he made at least well enough to walk.

Doctor Bowen approached the new medic, not knowing how he got hurt as she was tending to someone else. "Medic, I didn't know you were here in this sector...," she said. Leanne observed the cut on his forehead as well as his body movements that appeared to be a little wobbly as he walked. She reached for his upper arm with her hand, "you need to sit down and tell me what happened and let me fix that superficial wound on your forehead."


Renfore sat and said "The superficial head wound is the least of my problems, I had a lovely stay in camp detention sector after a disagreement with a guard about the treat of another slave, a torture secession latter I got thrown in another sector of mines, as one of crew helped me here that apparently very disturbed person in your captains tent gave a disruptor blast for good measure." Doc replied in southern draw.

It was nice for her to hear someone speaking in a southern accent because she misses her family back in Texas. Leanne has forgotten where exactly this medic was from, but it doesn't matter right now. Her concerns was his situation. "Small wounds need to be fixed anyways...a good way for germs to sneak in. This place is filthy and full of germs. I can't stand being here, anyways. As for treating others, you have to be careful as those guards don't like people touching others." She pulled a square cloth hidden under her belt that was hidden under her clothes. It may not sterilized, but it will help to stop the bleeding. She placed the cloth on his forehead and took another cloth that was longer, wrapping it around his head. From there, she tied the ends by splitting the cloth. "There, that should help."

Thanks that'll help stave infection; I don't suppose ya'll got trick for cracked by any chance do you." Renfroe replied still thanking why the Orions would do anything that draw add ional attention from Starfleet.

While Leanne treated the new arrival and his cracked ribs, Sam walked over to Cassandra and Daniels to continue talking about an exit strategy.

OFF

Captain Samantha York
Commanding Officer

Lieutenant JG Damion Wolfe
Chief Intelligence Officer

Lieutenant JG Ronnie Lancaster
Assistant Chief Science Officer

Lieutenant Commander Leanne Bowen
Chief Medical Officer

Lieutenant JG Cassandra Levue
Chief Security/Tactical Officer

Ensign Daniel Daniels
Security Officer

Ensign Stran
Security Officer

Petty Officer 1st Class Samuel "Doc" Renfroe EMT-P
Medic

 

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