14-5

Posted on Jun 14, 2014 @ 12:42am by Lieutenant JG Kyle Calhoun
Edited on on Jun 14, 2014 @ 12:44am

Mission: The Tangled Webs We Weave

“14-5” (contd-"Fighting Chance")

NRPG: Note none of this is mine, I am forwarding the post for Taylor who is at work.

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Location: Bajor System
Scene:  Starbase 9
Stardate 2.140613
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Chris looked at the hand written piece of paper in front of him. Lately no instructions were coming through electronic means. They were delivered sealed stamped and personally by the hands of trusted people. The note was short and really to the point. ‘The blue bitch is becoming difficult. Make sure she is out of the way and remains in line. Do not exterminate’. He set fire to the paper and made sure the ash remains were ground into the deck plate beneath his feet.

As far as he was concerned the only way to tame Xana Bonviva, would be to put her in irons, with massive amounts of weight, and dropped into the middle of the Atlantic. Those weren’t his orders though. So he had to come up with another solution. What came to mind wasn’t something pleasant. But it might work.

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5 days later
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Snatching them hadn’t been hard. The first group had been attending a smallish concert in Dakkur Province. The second group the ones actually belonging to Xana had been more difficult. Neither had been too difficult though, just using some quick words and lightening his hair out so he looked like his brother. Mister Jax was known by both families really well. Nobody suspected anything was amis. Now he had a cargo container filled with children ranging between 4 and 19. It had been really erie staring into his own 19 year old face, as the realization of betrayal washed over his features as he crumpled to the foor of the off stage prep area.  Sixteen year old Gavirosh and Thirteen year old Erika had been easy. They walked back to see their brother and both got hit with a mild stun beam.

Bonviva’s children had been even easier. They simply walked out of their house with him. Why wouldn’t they when Mr. Jax had come for a visit while on leave, was promising fudge sundaes and pizza and time spent at a fun park. He had told them he needed to go back to his ship for something, and while Dahlia was slightly suspicious of it, went anyway.

All children had been stripped of all possessions. It wouldn’t due to have his hard work come to an end, by a concealed transporter transponder, they’d been provided simple hospital smocks to put on when they woke up. The Admiral had thought that taking the Davidson children had been over kill, but conceded the point when Chris reminded him how close these two families, and their respective mothers are, and if they just took the Bonviva kids, then her other bond-mate may take it upon herself to cause problems.

A stack of various MRE’s were left for the kids if they were hungry, nutritious yet fun foods he thought they all would like, as well as beds for each of them and toilet and shower facilities.  And entertainment only computer was also left for them and LJ’s guitar was there too. The kids were set for an extended stay. And would be kept healthy as long as their parents followed instructions.

On Bajor a neatly written script letter pinned by a dagger to a wooden door where the owner of the home would find it as soon as she walked in. ‘Your children are safe. As long as you stay on Bajor, and don’t interfere in anything off world, they will remain so. No matter who asks you stay put and they will be returned to you’.

On Earth a text message was sitting in Xana’s Office, and home computers. ‘Your children are safe and are being cared for. As long as you do as I say, they will remain that way until they are returned to you. You will take a leave of absence from your duties, sighting a much needed vacation. You will take a transport to Risa, and enjoy a very long vacation basking in the sun, or whatever you blue people do. You wont report this and you wont say anything to anyone. If you follow these instructions your kids will be just fine and will be returned to you or your spouse.’

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USS Apparition NCC-20401
Scene: Co quarters
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[[Bridge to Captain Lawrence, Incoming message for you, public civilian channel from someone naming themselves Ta-Ta’s]]

“Pipe it through.” He replied, getting out of bed, and walking towards his desk. His suite was smaller than those on the cruisers and explorers, but it was comfortable enough for him and a guest from time to time. He activated the wall console, and started reading the text message, accusing him of taking her kids, and how could he. At the bottom of the rant, the message was calmer, and claimed she knew he wouldn’t do something like this to her, but it was his handwriting. It closed with a plea to help find the kids, that she was stuck planetside because of the note.

She had said it was his handwriting. She would know. One of the people that could duplicate his writing precisely was one of the ones kidnapped. Either that had him write it, or… “Computer, All information for Commander Christopher Lawrence to my terminal.  Official and unofficial records. Tap into all Intelligence databases. Alpha psy clearance.” As he waited for the computer to give and results. He wondered just what the hell was going on.  And why take a retired person’s kids.

TK Williams
Capt Jaxsper Lawrence
Cdr Christopher Lawrence
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