Troublesome Madam, Part III

Posted on Mon Nov 1st, 2010 @ 9:10pm by Lieutenant Commander Delon Tovan

1,022 words; about a 5 minute read

Mission: Peace, or Something Like It
Location: USS Calypso - Corridor - Deck 3

[USS Calypso - Corridor - Deck 3]

She stood in front of the door. She began to wonder what if Delon had stationed security officers in front of her door. How was she going to explain this one? She could be caught even before she makes it out of the quarters. But then she remembered when he had come and she opened the door she did take a quick glance at the hallway and she didn't see any security officers anywhere. As a matter of fact she didn't see anyone but him standing there in front of her door.

Now that she had this new found confidence that there were no Security officers waiting for her outside the door she touched the panel next to the door and the doors hissed open. She took one last glance at the bedroom where Delon was still laying down. She wasn't sure how long the affects of the phaser lasted so she needed to go.

She poked her head out the door looking down one side of the corridor than down the other side of the corridor. There was no one. This was good news because if anyone asked her anything concerning the ship they would be able to tell that she wasn't who she said she was. She stepped out into the corridor and the doors shut behind her.

She felt awkward in the Starfleet uniform. She probably looked very awkward as well but she wouldn't have to wear it for long if she could find her way into the transporter room. She retracted her steps back to the turbo lift. But then it dawned on her. She didn't know where the transporter room was. When she was beamed to the ship she had collapsed so she was beamed to sickbay.

As she contemplated on how she was going to discover the location of the transporter room the doors to the lift opened and a male officer stood in front of her. She was blocking the path so she with a nervous laugh excused herself and stepped aside. He nodded to herself and started down the corridor. She had to do it. Otherwise she wouldn't know where she was going. "Excuse me...can you tell me the location of the transporter room...?"

The male officer stopped and turned around towards her. She smiled at him with a nervous smile. She thought that she would be caught at this point. He was onto her. She knew it.

"Transporter rooms 3 and 4 are located on Deck 14." The male officer responded as he took a few steps closer. "You can ask the computer at any time to show you the location of any facility on the ship."

She felt stupid now. She should have known this. She could have even done it in the quarters before she rushed out. But she did rush out. Her plan was being put together as she went. "Of course, what was I thinking...?"
"It's alright; we are all under a lot of stress. I am just glad I could help." The male officer said as he smiled at her. It was obvious that he found her attractive. After all she was a woman with full features in a tight Starfleet uniform what man could resist that.

"Thank you for your help." She smiled at him. "Hope to see you again." She said as she stepped into the lift. The doors closed and she exhaled. Her half baked plan was going good so far. She had managed to get Delon in her bed and knock him out. She has managed to find the location of the transporter room now she could only hope that she could find someone to operate the transporter for her.

[USS Calypso -Deck 14 - Corridor]

The ride to deck 14 was uneventful. The lift had stopped on several decks picking up new passengers and dropping off others that had entered the lift previously. She would exchange nods with those entering and for most part kept to herself. No one had questioned her yet on anything. She was pulling off the part rather well. When the lift came to a stop on deck 14 she was the only one in the lift at the time.

So she exited the lift and asked the computer to point her in the direction of the transporter room. She had figured out that she would point the phaser at the transporter tech and get them to beam her down to the planet. It was her only choice at this point she had already gone too far with her plan. There was no way she could go back to her quarters and simply cuddle up to Delon like nothing had happened. There was no way to explain to him how he got knocked out but the truth and she didn't really want to face him at the moment. He would probably kill her so she thought.

The computer led her down the corridor towards the transporter room. When she was approximately 20 meters away from the transporter room the doors opened and she noted as a female stepped out of the room. She had hoped that it was the transporter tech as she would need him or her. Lumiya smiled and nodded at the person as they approached her.

She noted that the woman was slightly shorter than her. She would say by a couple of inches but she did have beautiful long brunette hair that was pulled back in a pony tail. Lumiya noticed also the pins on the collar showing that she was at least one rank above what Lumiya was pretending to be. The woman returned the nod and walked right past her.

Lumiya let out a sigh of relief as the woman walked past her. She stopped in front of double doors labeled Transporter Room 3. This was it. This was the moment of truth. What would she do if there were more than one person? Could she just say she took a wrong turn...? There was no turning back on. She stepped forward and the doors opened.

=/= To Be Continued =/=

Madam Lumiya Onasi
Minister
Alliance

 

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