Confrontations (part 1)
Posted on Sun Mar 26th, 2017 @ 11:30am by Commodore Samantha York & Kalikana (Kali) & Lieutenant Commander Jennifer Tate & Lieutenant Commander Damion Wolfe & Lieutenant Arnon Barak MD, PsyD & Lieutenant Illise Hale & Commander Alexandra Vance & Lieutenant JG Teenah Spartacus & Orvack
1,056 words; about a 5 minute read
Mission:
Shadow Dance
Location: Jenefran Palce
Timeline: Day 4, evening
ON
Samantha called several of her senior staff to join her in the transporter room. Now that they had the proof they needed, she wanted to confront Keelan and get Tate back.
Not ony that, she had a few other things she wanted to bring to Keelan's attention. Information she'd learned from talking to both Kali and Orvack.
Because she didn't trust Keelan, she had chosen to use Munich's earring communicators with an open channel to Hans so he could record the conversation adn pull out the away team if it got too dangerous.
She couldn't help feeling a grim anticipation about the upcoming meeting.
Kali stood beside Sam, holding tightly to Orvack's hand. She'd taken time to bathe and change into the new clothes provided to her and she, too, was looking forward to meeting Keelan again.
Commander Vance entered the room dressed not in a Federation duty uniform but instead in casual clothing. Her ensemble included a simple pair of black slacks, a dark tan long sleeved shirt and a black leather jacket. The outfit was out of character for her, but it had been selected for a reason. "Ma'am, Princess Kalikana, an honor to meet you." She said approaching the two. "Are you both prepared for this?"
"Of course," Sam said. In fact, she was looking forward to it.
Arnon entered and joined the others.
"Hello, lieutenant," Sam said to Arnon. "I'm glad you could join us."
Down the corridor, Damion walked toward the transporter room. Everything was ready, in the event he needed to go through with his plan. He kept his mind clear and his face stern as he approached the door.
"Lieutenant." Remy cried out from down the corridor. "Lieutenant Wolfe. Hold on a moment." He said as he walked as quick as he small legs would take him toward the Chief Security and Tactical Officer. "I am going with you."
Damion let out a sigh and turned around. "The hell you are." He stated as he crossed his arms over his chest. "You need to stay out of this, Batiste. You should focus on staying with your friend. How is he by the way?"
Remy paused a bit, clearing his throat before he answered. "Logan is doing well. There is nothing I can do for him. It's in the hands of the doctors now."
"You should be by his side when he wakes up." Damion replied softly.
"Nonsense. Lieutenant Jayna is better suited for being there." Remy answered before placing his hands behind his back. "Listen. There isn't much I can do here and the one person I care about is down there, standing by a man you and I both know to be bad. Perhaps, my presence there will shift her perspective. If it doesn't, than I know where her and I truly stand and you will no longer get any problems from me. I promise."
Damion looked at him curiously and uncrossed his arms. He took a deep breath and looked toward the doors before looking back to Remy. "The Captain decides. If she says yes, than you go down unarmed."
"That is reasonable." Remy replied with a smile. "Well, come along not. We can't keep the others waiting." He said firmly as he walked passed Damion and into the transporter room.
Damion let out a frustrated groan before continuing in.
Spartacus was towards the back of the group, she had a bad feeling as she sensed the aura darkening around Samantha; there was an ominous emotion in her and the Princess. She stepped onto the pad for transport with the group.
Illise entered with the rest and took her position. She looked over at Kali and Ovack, holding hands. This was going to be an interesting meeting.
[Jenefran Council Room]
The team materialized just outside the Council Room in the Jenefran palace. Sam turned to the surprised guard and smiled. "Could you let King Keelan know that we have the results of the autopsy and we'd like to talk to him about it?"
"The King is busy..." the guard hedged.
"Please let him know we're here to present our evidence, as he requested," Sam said, her tone polite yet firm.
"Just a moment," he said, deciding it was much easier to pass on the information and let the King decide what to do with these intruders. He hoped the door to the Council room and slipped inside.
The Federation team remained alone watched only by patrolling guards as they awaited a response from the council chambers. After a few short minutes, the council doors slid open with the guard stepping through except this time he was followed. Directly behind him, Jennifer Tate appeared dressed in a fitting black strapless gown. Her heels clacked against the marble breaking the silence of the room. Upon her head resting on her hair now the color of the night sky was a simple platinum tiara made of small ice blue stones much like sapphires. Her eyelids and lips had been painted with black makeup. Her face was expressionless as she marched out. Behind her, a guard in tow.
As the trio approached the platform the guards moved to Tate's flanks with her standing a step ahead of them before the Federation away team. Her head slowly bowed down as she locked eyes with Commodore York. Her emotions quite readable as even a non-empath could tell she was not pleased to see York.
"The guards tell me you have evidence to present to us, proceed." She stated flatly.
"I will present it to King Keelan, as he requested," Sam replied coolly. She wasn't surprised to see Tate, but she hadn't expected the...transformation. "If he wants you by his side, that will be his choice. But I will not give it to you. Sorry."
"The King has requested you present your evidence to me, he has other matters of State to attend to and regrets he is unable to speak with you himself." Jennifer replied.
(To be continued...)
Commodore Samantha York
Commanding Officer
Kalikana
Princess of Jenefra
Orvack
Ruler of the Qunari
Commander Alexandra Vance
Intelligence Officer
Lieutenant Arnon Barak
Chief Counselor
Lieutenant Damion Wolfe
Chief Security/Tactical Officer
Lieutenant Rembrandt Batiste
Chief Intelligence Officer
Ensign Teenah Spartacus
Counselor
Lieutenant Illise Hale
Chief Science Officer
Lieutenant Commander Jennifer Tate
Intelligence Officer