'Night Star' to the Right (part 2)
Posted on Wed Dec 31st, 2014 @ 6:25am by Lieutenant Mira Jayna & Admiral Maximilian 'Max' Hunter & Lieutenant Rembrandt 'Remy' Batiste & Lieutenant JG Teenah Spartacus & Logan
1,038 words; about a 5 minute read
Mission: Deadly Diplomacy
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"I heard it was a woman who actually managed to wound him in a fight. Some story about them being alone on some M Class planet and getting into a fight that lasted three days and nights and eventually they ended up going at it. Or was it they went at it for three days and nights? The story is always changing." Remy said as he looked back up to Logan.
Jayna had her own theories, but she kept them to herself.
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The clicking of heels was an echo as the doors parted, with measured strides like a model on a Catwalk Ensigns Spartacus came strolling into the room. Her Skirted dress uniform had a sheen to it as she had chosen the Silk for the material, no regulations other than the teal and black color being strictly adhered to left her a lot of room to make it her own, she wore the black tights with the Reptile Skin boots again dyed to match a dark and shining black of regulations. Her ear rings were simple today as just silver with a small dangling hoop on each to be dignified but attractive. She stopped just inside the door and looked around.
"Hallow..." She greet with a slight accent reminisant of the Scottish Highlands or what would have been a similar one if Spartacus were born on Earth rather than The Orion Homeworld. "Have I come to the right place?"
"Hello," Jayna said. "Come in. Have you met the rest of the Intel team?" She gestured to Remy. "This is Lieutenant LeBeau. He's the boss -- at least we let him think so." She blew a kiss to him and turned to Logan. "This is Logan. He's the brains around here." Then she gestured to Spock. "And this is Spock. He's one of our infiltration officers."
Logan nodded his head to Sparta, keeping his face as straight as possible as he said. "To be honest, the Monkey is the one in charge. We are all just pawns in his grand scheme to become the new Admiral of the fleet. It's very complicated. Involves a lot of bodies." He paused slightly and than cleared his throat a bit before finishing. "And Banana's. Lots of bananas." Spock let out a screech, tilting his head to Sparta.
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Jayna turned to the others. "Ensign Spartacus has been working with the delegates. She can give us information on what happened to the Panerians and how the delegates are reacting." She paused for a moment before continuing. "She's also the person who found the bodies of the Panerian delegation."
"Teena Spartacus, your average body finder and observer of happenings." SHe said to the group as she took a seat nearest her , crossing her legs she looked at the assembly of Intel types, fighting a slight shutter as she wondered what she was getting into? "Where to begin is with a summary of it; the Panerians were attacked in their quarters; it is believed someone transportd aboard and int short order dispatched them. It was a skilled attack pattern; single assassin who used a distinct style of swordsmanship. The Blade was distinct as well, it is an Andorian Blade not unlike one used by a member of the crew..." She thought for a second. "Lt Wolf I believe uses that blade as well.'she looked around as she spoke and especially the Monkey; infiltration meant ESHa might have to be part Guard Dog? "The new delegation has come on board and gotten right to business; teh peace talks are progressing and might conclude barring any other mishaps." Spartacus continued. "The Transporter signal was from our dead former XO and is believed to be a masked signal, Lt Munich is looking into it, we also have belief the Assassin will attack again to disrupt talks." SHe gazed to each member of the team. "It is Intel as well as Security that have the ability to make sure this does not happen again." She smiled in that almost innocent Orion way. "Any questions?"
"I remember reading Lieutenant Wolfe's record before coming on board. Good officer. One of Max's best." Remy said as he looked over to Logan. "Didn't we get a message about him through the Intel secured channel?"
Logan nodded his head. "Yeah. Something about him losing his mind and becoming a wanted man. You don't think Wolfe killed the delegate, do you? It was his style of weapon. His former ship."
Remy paused for a moment and leaned back a bit in his chair, as if deep in thought. "Possible."
Jayna shook her head. She was about to answer when someone else beat her to it.
"Unlikely." A voice came from the entrance as Max stood in his old fashion suit and tie. "The message you received was bait on the hook, Remy. Seconds after sending out that message I had one of my best computer hackers send out a coded message letting everyone know about the change in the Intel secured frequency. Damion Wolfe is undercover."
Logan looked over to Max, before looking back to Remy as he shrugged his shoulders. "That explains that odd message from the... what was it? Tetris Company?"
Remy paused slightly before he smiled and let out a chuckle. "Vanya. That red vixen and her old Earth codes." The small officer nodded his head as he looked back to Max.
"Exactly." Max said as he continued further into the room, giving everyone a slight nod before sitting down at the head of the table.
Logan looked over to Max curiously. "What is Wolfe's assignment?"
"Infiltration of Project Night Star." Max said straight faced as he looked around the room.
"Stryfe." Remy replied with an angry tone as he slammed his small fist onto the table, causing his PADD to slightly jump. "That explain's why Wolfe. He was a former member of the crew. He knows the systems, the people, and how Stryfe thinks. Brilliant."
(To be continued...)
Admiral Maximilian Hunter
Starfleet Covert Ops
Lieutenant Rembrandt LeBeau
Chief Intelligence Officer
Lieutenant JG Mira Jayna
Assistant Chief Intelligence Officer
Logan
Assistant Chief Intelligence Officer
Spock the Monkey
Infiltration Specialist
Ensign Teenah Spartacus
Counselor
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