Get to together

Posted on Tue Mar 24th, 2026 @ 6:58pm by Captain Mira Rodale Lance & Lieutenant Commander Awal Kronnelti & Lieutenant Betaras K'ner

1,084 words; about a 5 minute read

Mission: Into the mirror
Location: Harbinger
Timeline: Present

ON:

{Mess hall, Harbinger}

Mira raised an eyebrow, again at Cable’s last comment. “Bring up Reaper's name to me again and you will be joining him in the Detention cell.” Mira says as she stabbed another piece of fruit with a little more force than necessary out of annoyance.

Lt. Chek Thobol moved up behind her. “Captain? Are these humans bothering you?” His voice was low and chilling. If it was directed towards her, she would have had to suppress a shiver.

“Yes, but nothing I can’t handle. They have a few more minutes and you can toss them out the mess hall.” Mira voice was soft as always and it took a moment for sandman to look down at his food. He started eating.

Cable cleared his throat. “Understood, Captain. There is an Orion male that we could get information from. Nothing happens in this part of space that he doesn’t know about.”

Mira frowned. “He would be too much trouble to get. We are going after this man instead.” She turned the PADD around to show them a image of Vaakin.

Cable frowned, but gave a shrug as if to say if that was her plan then fine. “If you plan to bring any humans to the Orion home world, they will need an disguise. As will you. I would recommend no Betazoids, as with the Caitians, they are thought of as food. You should go as An Orion.”

Mira narrowed her blue eyes. “I have no plans on walking around in their skimpy clothing. Besides their pheromones will not work. The Orion male will know I am not one."

Cable chuckled. “The women are the ones in charge, wear what you want and not all Orion females can give off that stuff. Once we get to the mirror universe, none of them can. The ones that are born with that ability is killed. The Terrans don’t like it.”

Mira frowned, but looked down to her PADD. Makes sense to be green when just about everyone else is.

Cable tried again, “In order to get information at of him, you will need to Torture him. Are you able to do that?”

Mira only frowned, again. Darn it, if this kept up, her face would be stuck in a frowned for the rest if her life.

“Have you tortured anyone before?” He asked her.
No, darn it, but she couldn’t ask one of her crew to do something like that. She had never asked her crew to do anything she couldn’t do herself.

Awal cleared his throat, I've been tortured before, I know their techniques.....I can do it


Mira smiled at her brother pushing plates and PADDs out of his way for him to put his tray down and join her.

Then ,she turned her head face back to Cable. “You two might be Sec 31, but we are Star Fleet.” At a few Klingons disagreeing grunts. “Or Klingon, both work with honor. The man may be a criminal, but I am not going to torture him to with in an inch of this life.” She tapped her fingers on the table as she thought. “Something that gives pain without damaging the body. Pain sticks?” She asked Awal, while picking up her raktajino to take a sip. “Or the possibility of mind torture? If we can get a program right it might work. I want my son and Kevin back.”

Cable shook his head. “Your son, maybe, but that man of yours went off with that Odinskus of his.” He pushed a PADD over to her. Picking up the PADD, reading a report that someone filed asking for an divorce and a transfer.

Mira narrowed her eyes. “Now, this is interesting. Kevin is man enough to Tell me personally, he is done and moving on. He knows I wouldn’t force him to stay with me and the kids if he wanted to leave. He would also know that I wouldn’t be chasing across TWO universes to find him if he told me. So, because of that, this information is BS.” She dropped the PADD on top of the others on the table next to her plate. Chin might get more information out of that if not, maybe security would.

Cable chuckled. “What more does he have to do to get you to understand he has moved on? It’s clear to me.”

“Well, you’re an imbecile, so your opinion doesn’t matter.” Mira told Cable before she turned to Awal. “We take one of the Klingon shuttle’s down to Liktor find this guy. Knock him out and bring him back to the ship. How much practice have you had at using those pain sticks?”

The grin as if I can do anything was what she got from her adopted brother and perhaps he could.


{ Medical ]

Billingsly looked on distastefully. "Really?"

K'ner twirled the rod around in her hand, feeling the balance as she explained how it worked. "It can be reinforced and used as a baton as well, but that's just a minor side benefit from its intended purpose as a painstik.

"What's not readily apparent, is it is quite specific to its target to get maximum effect. Different creatures have different nervous systems, different biorhythms, differences in synaptic processing that can either dull or even enhance the effect. The user should really pay attention to this or the intended outcome may not be as desired."

Billingsly snapped up her jaw when she realized it was hanging open. "And this is like, a normal thing?"

"It has been part of Klingon history for a long time. It has ceremonial uses, as well as the less savory uses for punishment and, sometimes, extraction of information. This too is in the historical texts I sent you. Look up Ritual of Twenty Painstiks, or Rite of Ascension. While not light reading before you hit the rack, perhaps, it does highlight the types of conditioning that most Klingons go through in their lifetimes."

Given her reaction thus far to the device Awal wanted prepared, K'ner shifted the subject to its mechanics, and adjustments to be made in conjunction to a bio-scan, in addition to the generic settings. She seemed calmer and more receptive when K'ner explained it in medical terms, like any of their other gear.




OFF:

Lt Betaras K'ner
Hazard Team Combat Medic TL-B / CMO
USS Chuck Norris

&

Captain Mira Rodale Lance CO
USS Chuck Norris

 

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