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Away Mission Resupply P2

Posted on Sun Jun 12th, 2016 @ 4:36am by Captain Enalia Telvan & Lieutenant Daln Hadren & Chief Petty Officer Ginifred Klem & Staff Warrant Officer Nexi

Mission: Talosian Perversions
Location: Starbase 336 - Romulan Neutral Zone

Enalia was in one of the bunks doing some light reading when her alarm went off. That alarm meant they'd be arriving at the joint Federation Romulan station to get the 'care package' that they were here to tow back to the Hera. The trip had been uneventful and unusually quiet, little having been spoken between the four during the trip there.

Getting up, she tossed the PaDD on the small desk and headed to the cockpit of their runabout. Nexi was at the controls and as she slipped into one of the rear seats, she punched up sensor data on their approach. "Everyone ready for some fun? I hear Starbase 336 is full of unsavory types."

Daln shook his head. "I don't see how that is considered fun. I say we try to stay out of trouble. We're Starfleet officers, and we need to uphold the honor and reputation of the Fleet."

Chief Klem nodded "I agree with the Lieutenant on this one. Unsavory and I do not mix and I'' rather not get caught up in anything to ruin our or Starfleet's reputation" said the Chief as she yawned, covering her mouth as she did so.

"And that's exactly what we'll be doing. Just keep in mind that only twelve percent of the station are members of Starfleet. My first stop will be to see the station commander and they're supposed to be giving us the option to hire an assistant while we're there. Nexi, I'll leave that option up to you." Enalia elaborated.

Nexi glared at Enalia for her betrayal, but nodded in acceptance of the task delegated to her; though Nexi would be the most qualified to negotiate with a Ferengi assistant, that didn't mean that she had to like it! "Daln..." she said idly as she brought the ship around to the docking ports, "you do realize I am one of these 'unsavory types'... Does this mean you don't find me fun?"

Hadren froze, knowing he was in dangerous waters. "Um, no. You're great. You don't do it to hurt people and..." he looked at Enalia. "How long did you say until TOA?"

"Bullshit" piped Klem. "She does it to hurt people and she's unsavory enough that her loyalty can probably be bought. However, Nexi is with us for the time being and that is all that matters" added the Tellarite.

"That's enough. Nexi has proven her loyalties and is applying to be a more permanent member of Starfleet. She's a part of our family already and while her social graces are a bit lacking from our point of view, she's come a long way." Enalia said with a harsh glance around. "Also, keep in mind that I shot our Ops chief in the back without hesitation and disintegrated a spy in my office while the XO watched. She's not the only one that can be considered unsavory."

Tapping a console, Enalia read the telemetry again and glanced over to Daln. "Less than a minute. Is that savory enough?" She didn't know what she did to deserve such a caustic look from Nexi for giving her that look - if she decided they didn't need any of the Ferengi 'unsavories' helping them out, that was fine with her too as long as everything on the list was packed up in the pod that Starfleet had just about ready for them.

"I would rather argue with Klem than deal with with any Ferengi right now," Nexi murmured, slowing the shuttle's approach as she lined up with the docking port; although admittedly, arguing with Klem could be fun sometimes... With an uncharacteristic gentleness, Nexi eased the shuttle into place until the mooring clamps took hold for a smooth docking. As they heard the seal forming between the station and the shuttle, Nexi put the shuttle in stand-by and locked the controls so some 'unsavory' type like herself wouldn't come steal it. "Let's just get this over with so we can go home," she said with a sigh, pulling herself from her seat. It wasn't easy redefining one's identity or accept all the changes that had happened in her life, and it felt like Nexi had no equilibrium, nothing to keep her walking straight, and her rattled nerves from the Borg cube encounter was only making her diminished demeanor even worse. Were it not for Daln being here to keep her grounded, she probably wouldn't have had a steady enough hand to fly the shuttle at all let alone manage such a smooth docking!

Enalia looked confused for a moment before remembering that Nexi was half Betazoid and probably picked up her thougts on the matter. Pointing out the window to a docked cargo pod just a hair smaller than the main docking bay door on the Hera but almost as long as the bay itself, Enalia grinned. "There's our pod. Once we get back and get it unloaded, we're to recycle the pod itself to free up our hangar deck."

Daln got up, strapped on a phaser, and handed one to Telvin. "Everyone ready for this?" He led the way out of the shuttle and towards the pod. He didn't know the first thing about cargo pods. He was probably here for muscle and security factor. He wished he could have brought Albrektsson because the guy was huge. He turned to Klem and and shrugged his eyebrows.

"Awaiting your instructions."

Klem looked at the man as if you say 'seriously?' she shook her head and took a deep breath. She was not used to officers, especially older more experienced ones asking for her assistance or in this case instructions. "Scan the damn thing!" she shouted with a snort. "A filthy Ferengi is involved in all of this, you can bet your pretty ass that I am not binging that back with us without clearing it for any sort of explosive devices, trackers, or any form of booby trap" commented the Tellarite.

"See, now she knows what's up!" Nexi said with an approving nod. "I knew there was a reason I like you."

Daln grinned. "She'll never be as likable as bacon."

Enalia grinned as she disembarked as well, the shutdown procedure having been finished. She had two orders of business and they both could be handled in the Operations center. Turning to Nexi, she had another bit of business to contend with. "Remember that old warbird we fought on the mission you came aboard? The commander of that ship was the cousin of this station's commander. Tensions might be high. Interested in coming with me?"

"Oh yeah, sure, sign me up!" Nexi said with false enthusiasm. "Before we leave, I would like to give the pod a once over with Klem. She's right, if Ferengi had a hand in putting the supplies together, it would be in our best interest to make double sure it ain't rigged."

"Ferengi, Tellarites, and I think Pakled, if the info on the station is correct." Enalia said, walking with Nexi towards the main lifts. "I wouldn't put it past them to siphon some of the deuterium off, either."

Chief Klem scoffed and looked at Enalia. "Really? And we are actually taking this...after the galaxy's best misfits had part in putting it all together. I mean nothing against Tellarites, they are perfectly fine, but the Ferengi and Pakled? Greedy little thieves and their mentally challenged cousins?" added Klem shaking her head.

Looking at Nexi, Klem nodded. "You and I are going to go through this thoroughly and then you can be damn sure I am thoroughly washing my hands afterwards."

"Agreed," Enalia said, nodding. "We don't need any surprises."

Hadren grinned at the banter between the three women as he scanned. He went about his job, doing scans and frowned. Yep, just as they'd figured. "A few things are missing, if I'm correct. I'll leave that to Klem. But there are no explosions to be worried about really..." He looked at the captain. "When we open it, some talc powder is going to explode around us."

"Fun fun..." Nexi grumbled; sounds like they would have to do some haggling after all!

Chief Klem looked at the man. "Come on, you sexy thing...let's get busy" added the Tellarite with a wink at the man.

Daln grimaced. "That is a truly mortifying concept."

Operations Center

Once they had arrived in the operations center, Enalia and Nexi were greeted by a Romulan security guard. "I'm Captain Telvan of the USS Hera. I'm here to see the station commander."

Nodding, the guard stepped aside and motioned towards the double doors across the room. "Riov Rendal is expecting you."

"That's comforting to know," Enalia mumbled, wishing she had her phase pistol as she headed across the room with nexi, pressing the door chime.

After a few seconds, the door opened and a tall romulan woman standing behind a desk greeted them. "Welcome to Starbase 336. I'm your host, Riov Rendal. And you're the Captain of the Hera, correct?" After a curt nod from Enalia, she continued. "You killed one of my idiot cousins and caused my family a great deal of trouble with that scandal. You'll understand if I'm torn between buying you a drink and having you shot. Perhaps I'll do both before you leave."

"That's... Understandable. I'd rather not get shot though, if possible. And we're here to buy lots of booze and cakes for a double wedding and I'd hate to not be there for the two couples. Especially since I'm officiating." Enalia replied.

Dalia nodded and sat down, motioning to the chairs across from her desk. "Please sit and talk for a bit with me. I'd like to offer you any aid I can at the very least. I know a particularly interesting culinary genius down in the lower promenade you might be interested in."

"For sale or are we renting this person? Because I would hate to be tacky," Nexi said with a grin as she chose to remain standing slightly off to the side.

Dalia chuckled softly as Enalia took the offered seat. "His services are for sale. I've seen him create a twelve foot tall cake recreation of the pillars of Anthanaar. It fed over a thousand people. He'll take a custom order and place it in a custom stasis pod for you. You're really only limited by what you can haul away."

Enalia nodded at the thought of an entire set of thirteen ruined coliseum sized pillars recreated in cake and icing. "They sound very impressive. I assume he has a high price for his services."

"I'd be happy to pay for the services if you do a favor for me." Dalia replied. "I have another cousin that I'm not very fond of, if you catch my meaning."

"You want dead or just disappeared? I can also kill their finances or do a scandal that will tank their reputation," Nexi offered.

"Whatever it takes. He's the commander of the Nindus which is currently on an exploratory mission in the same area you're in. And it's a full D'Deridex warbird." Dalia explained. "I can give you the transponder codes so you can find the ship while it's cloaked, but please don't let on that I did that."

"Dead it is," Nexi said as she held out her hand for the transponder codes. "For a small extra, I can take out the whole crew so there are no witnesses. All it'll cost you is an ice cream cake to knock the socks off even the most particular 8 year old." She couldn't help but try to score an extra treat for Aewia!

Tossing a data rod to Nexi, Dalia smiled politely. "Consider it done. Is there anything else I can help with?"

"I need some wedding bands..." Enalia stated with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

 

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