Making plans

Posted on Mon Jan 6th, 2025 @ 8:17pm by Captain Mira Rodale & Lieutenant Commander Awal Kronnelti & Lieutenant Betaras K'ner

Mission: Red Matters
Location: USS Chuck Norris
Timeline: Present

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{ Briefing Room, USS Chuck Norris }

Mira's fingertips rubbed her forehead as Murphy and K'ner's comments echoed in her brain. They may not be in this universe. She had actually thought that a few times but discarded it.

"Yeah, but that would mean that this plan of theirs started when I was 19." Mira shook her head as she stood again to walk over to a side table with a few pots of coffee on it. Pouring herself another cup, she added the sugar and cream. She then took a sip while sorting through her thoughts.

"Ok, let's look at this idea." She turned around to face them, bringing the pot with her she refilled Kevin's cup and placed it down on the meeting table for anyone that wanted more. "If that was true, then it would explain why only certain ones of us were taken off the base." Mira nodded trying to think back to that time. “We were all put into one cage and kept from the other slaves.” She sat down. “It was days before we met up with that other ship. A small group of men came to look at all the slaves. They were dressed differently then I have seen Orions dress. One of the men got excited at seeing ... Me. He wanted all of us but the slavers seemed to want more money then they had agreed to. When the buyers couldn't come up with the extra Latinum, they were shoved outside the cargo bay. I did hear them say we were all going up on the block he had that time to get whatever my price would be."

She rubbed her forehead again. "I do know that my price was what they had planned on getting the lot of us. But there had been another Orion man bidding against the guy."
Kevin's hand slipped on top of hers, then gave it a little squeeze. Mira realized her whole body had become tense. So she made the effort to relax. "After I was bought they separated all of us. Once on their ship, I heard one of them say it would still work. They could make it work with this one. But I think they needed more of us. Their plan was to try and buy back as many as they could get."

K'ner made some more notes that scrolled off the side of her HUD. "Anything distinctive you remember about these individuals? Uniform? Ship patch? Accent?"

Mira frowned. When she had been younger, she hadn't been all that observant. It was a trait she learned out of necessity later. Yet there were a few things now that she could look back on with the help of her symbiont. Because she wasn't there anymore, it was like she was looking at someone else's life now. a very odd feeling. "Well, the material of their clothing was something I hadn't seen before and looked like they were rich. But, since they couldn't pay the increase in price, I brushed the thought of them being rich off. Most of them were in nondescript civilian clothing, while Most Orions wore leather. So when they had fabric on, I thought it was odd. One had a pendant." Mira closed her eyes, trying to remember it. "it looked like a sun, but only half a sun like the bottom was cut off or a setting sun. You know how the land cuts it off from view and it looked like it was made of Latinum. I did see it again when I was taken aboard their ship. Only, it was a large wall hanging. It looked like Latinum as well, but the points were tipped with stones. Blood rubies, I thought.”

She rubbed the back of her neck. It was odd, but even today, she could feel that area stinging from the mark they had put on her. The Federation doctors had removed it of course. Yet it still felt like an invisible mark that just wouldn't go away. Once she had made friends with one of the doctor's on the base, Mira had told the woman about the phantom feeling but nothing was found. It was in her imagination that once marked a slave, you stayed one she thought bitterly. At this point, she realized she had gone quiet. "Pheromones weren't as strong either. The female Orions give off a pheromone that turn men into slaves for them. While the male seems to give off one that makes you feel fear or it does me. In Klingons, it makes them more aggressive. But these guys ?" Mira shook her head. "I didn't feel bombarded by the pheromone. Don't get me wrong, they were violent and vicious. I couldn't even remember how many beatings I had taken those two weeks I was with them. The wrong move, looking around too much, not moving fast enough when told to do something. The list was endless. They had acquired one of the other girls about that time. That was how Kolar had tracked them down. He had gotten a few names and locations and was systematically going through the names and places, tracking us all down.”

"Do you have access to that list he was using? We can do a search on the symbol... sounds like a lot of hits but maybe with the other information we can quickly whittle that down to a manageable number... anything to give us any clue what to watch for. We've been hit from every side, and from nowhere, so it's not like we don't have experience reacting in force!" K'ner smiled ever-so-slightly.

Mira nodded. "I do have the list....... " She smiled, fondly. "Kolar gave the PADD he used, at that time, to me as a gift. I think he was trying to be romantic. Or trying to prove how much he went through to find all of us or me in particular. It is in my trunk. Luckily, when I was presumed dead, my commanding officer packed it in there. Right now, it's in my quarters. I never really looked at it. For me, it just brought back bad memories."



Mira turned to Murphy. "I'll need someone to go through all images we downloaded from the mirror universe." Then, she looked at K'ner, "unless you know of someone that is good at that?"


The lights on the ship flickered and went to emergency lighting. "Well, crap." Mira frowned. They were hours away from the base they planned to get more anti-matter.


Kronnelti mans his station and hisses, we'll have to hold off on those thoughts he said. Let's see who or what they want.

Shields are only at 60% should I put them up? Asked Awal
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Lt Betaras K'ner
Hazard Team Combat Medic TL-B / CMO
USS Chuck Norris

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Captain Mira Rodale
CO USS Chuck Norris

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Lieutenant Commander Awal Kronnelti
Chief of security and tactical
USS Chuck Norris