Attention

Posted on Sun Nov 3rd, 2024 @ 5:04am by Captain Mira Rodale & Commander Kevin Lance
Edited on on Sun Nov 3rd, 2024 @ 5:11am

Mission: Starbase 364
Location: Starbase 364
Timeline: Present

On:
{USS Chuck Norris, Bridge}

Montgomery had already reminded Lance that he was confined to the ship, not his quarters he could do as he pleased on the ship.

Coming onto the bridge, he frowned. "Have you got a lock on her?" he didn't need to say who because he had sent orders ahead of his arrival.

Chin nodded. "yes and I got visual confirmation as well from base video feeds. Only, I am not sure she will be happy to know we are watching her workout." He was quiet for a moment. "I had no idea that movement was even physically possible."

Frowning, Montgomery looked at the screen. "Yeah, me either. She is.... flexible." Montgomery finished by shaking his head. "Just keep an eye on the people around her, not so much her." That should do it, he thought.

Chin nodded. That was easier said than done, he thought.

{SB364, Gym}

Mira had quickly changed into gray gym shorts and a sports bra. She dropped the towel and water bottle by the mat she would be using to do her stretches. Just a few before she went for a swim. The plan is simple. Be out in the open and easy to access. With any luck, Rashard would find out and join her. Then she could get to the bottom of all this BS.

It wasn't long before she felt eyes on her. That in itself wasn't unusual, but the feeling that came with it was. Mira was quickly tugged up from the floor by her arm.

"Withdraw your complaint form, now!" Rashard hissed at her.

Mira raised an eyebrow. "I filed nothing. Complaint or otherwise." She tried to pull her arm away, thinking her arm would hold a dark bruise print of his hand.

"You had to of. Only you knew all those precise details." Rashard yelled.

"I am telling you, again, I have filed no such complaint. Nor have I put you in any of my reports. I don't know what you are talking about." Mira frowned at him.

Angered far more than Mira had thought possible. She started to thinking something else might be at play here. He punched her in the solar plexus. Mira was glad she hadn't had breakfast, but she did throw up her coffee. While she was trying to breathe again, she saw the fist coming at her face. She could move out of the way, but...

The fist hit her cheekbone, and since she was faking not being able to fight, she didn't brace herself as she fell backwards, hitting the ground hard. Rashard followed her down to the floor. Mira remembered a few more punches followed by a woman's scream. A Caitian's hiss and a few angry Klingons before the weight of Rashard body was taken off her.
"Emergency medical beam out." was said by someone before she blacked out.

{USS Chuck Norris, Bridge}

At Chin's curse, Montgomery ran over to his console. "Did you record that?" He asked confused and angry.

"yeah, I got the whole thing. Why didn't she fight back?" Chin asked stunned.

Montgomery tugged on his jacket. "She gave him enough rope to hang himself. In everyone’s eyes, Rashard just attacked a small, defenseless woman. By not fighting back, he broke all the rules and she was only the victim. Then, of course, once this gets back to the klingon challenger, he will think her an easy target. That might make things easier for her."

Chin frowned. "She couldn't have planned this all out."

Montgomery shook his head no. "But she is using it to her advantage. At least. I hope so anyways. Where is she now?"

"Base station medical. They are.....operating." Chin frowned.

{SB364, medical}

Mira blinked one eye open to look around her. Why wasn't the other eye opening? she thought confused.

M’Niras was raging at Proll about something. All she could make out was something about Kevin having his permission to have a half-hour with ...... Oh wow he never used language like that before Mira thought fighting a smirk then winced at the pain in her lip.

Skalvunn was here. "She is under my care. It would be completely irresponsible for me as a physician not to report abuse as a witnessed it first hand in her mind. A Betazed colleague of mine is fully able to testify that Rashard was in complete control of his senses and mind while he committed these crimes against not only Captain Rodale but 15 other star Fleet officers and 20 citizens for pure entertainment."

A female doctor leaned over her, blocking her view of what was going on. "Good afternoon, Captain. Your being prepped for surgery. We will have you fixed up in no time."

What? What surgery? She frowned as something was placed to her neck and the world went dark on her.

The doctor nodded. "5 broken ribs, concussion. orbital fracture." It's a good thing that man was pulled off her." The woman cursed reading the rest of her reports. She was already on medical leave.

{Rak'neroj Bar, Klingon Enclave}

"How do you want it done?" the woman asked.

"Quickly and with as little commotion as possible," the man answered simply.

"I would have thought that you would want him to suffer," observed she.

"I do but it's more important that he die," he admitted. "I'm not sending a message. The more it looks like an accident the better for all concerned."

"You don't want to attend to this yourself?"

"I am already in enough trouble," he replied.

"What you are asking is not very honorable," the woman pointed out.

"Oh spare me a lecture on the Klingon’s warped definition of honor. You're either avenging Lady Rasmehlier or not."

The woman narrowed her eyes as she considered the man. She had thought him simple and naive like most humans. Clearly he was much more devious and dangerous than she had given him credit for.

"I accept the contract," said she, "He will be dead within a day.

"I will transfer the credit to your account," the man answered before he withdrew.

{Starbase 364 Infirmary}

Kevin sat beside Mira bed in the recovery room. He had no official standing as a family member and was still technically restricted to the ship. When she had been incapacitated by Rashard's assault, he had been appointed temporary commander and lifted the restriction upon himself. Admiral Proll had, surprisingly happyly Kevin granted an exception that allowed Kevin to remain with Mira.

The next time Mira opened her eyes and looked around, things were really blurry and she felt groggy. Mira was pretty sure she was still in base medical.

Her hand weakly went to her cheek. It took a few times but she touched it. There was some kind of device on her cheek. Probably something to speed bone recovery. She had a larger one on her ribs as well.

Yeah, that meeting had not gone as planned at all. She at least hoped charges were brought against Rashard. If not, she would file them. IF he dropped his on Kevin, then she would drop hers. That should work, her muddled brain told her. How much time had passed, she wasn't sure. She had promised Kolar a trip to the Holodeck.

"Good afternoon, Captain." the nurse told her as she straightened the sheets around Mira's body. "Before you ask, you are healing nicely, and your children are now on your ship as well. Last I heard, Kolar was napping.”

Ok, that was all good. Feeling Vaytoc nearby, she relaxed. "OK Wake me up when Kolar's done with his nap so we can go on safari." Her words were slurred.

The nurse chuckled at that request and looked at Kevin smirking. She was was about to tell her that she would need more time than that to heal, but Mira add “I need to get dressed and file a report.”

“Captain you need to stay right here and get well. Your ahhh baby daddy is here.”

Mira struggled to open her eyes again “he is? Tell him to take me home.” Mira felt her hand being held. It felt warm.

She licked her dry lips “I “

“You need to rest. I got you," a male voice said.

Mira nodded “but I got to go on safari. I promised.” Her voice was soft and confused.

“We will. As soon as you sleep off the meds they gave you," Kevin reassured her, "Until then, I told Kolar that I would take him for a run across the roofs of Paris."

“ok. Don’t leave me.” Her voice grew weaker until she was sound asleep again.

"I'm not leaving you this time," Kevin promised.

The nurse shook her head “If you have medical on your ship I can transfer her to there."

"Yes. Please see to the arrangements," Kevin asked.

"She should heal just fine from her injuries but Doc
Skalvunn wants two more sessions with her to make sure the connection with her symbiont is strong. You will see that she gets to them?"

Kevin nodded in the affirmative.

"The Doctor is willing to treat her on the Norris.” With that information imparted she went about her duties.

:off

Captain Mira Rodale
CO USS Chuck Norris

and

Commander Kevin Lance
Executive Officer
USS Chuck Norris