HADESRPG: (1 - 0820) Archeologist Dr. Kassandra Jones & Zero

[Todd Holladay]

Mission: Sequester
Day: 1
Stardate: 2446.09.03

(Starbase Freedom - Level 19, Civilian Berthing Corridors - Archeologist
Dr. Kassandra Jones & Zero - 0820)
Kassandra was in the area for the Archeology Conference on Trill that
started in a few days. She took it upon herself to show up a few days early
to get acquainted with the area. Reserved a pair of quarters on the newly
appointed Starbase Freedom, one for herself, and one for Zero.

She met zero a few years ago when she hired Zero and One, a Binar pair, to
run the book for her digs, translation clerical duties. An accident at a
dig site sometime last year and One perished. The loss of One was a neural
shock to Zero. Too far from Binar to send them home intime, an emergency
cybernetic procedure had to be done, Kassandra volunteered to link herself
with Zero accepting a neural implant in her left parietal lobe. She likens
it to having your kid brother or sister tag along in everything you do.

Zero's voice sounding something like a computerized child did nothing to
dissuade that notion.

"Why exactly did we show up early?" Zero inquired.

"To get the lay of the land before the conferences start...." Kassandra
said off handedly.

"Doctor Jones," Zero chided. "I can feel your emotional state. There's more
to it."

"It's nothing, don't worry about it." Kassandra tried to change the subject.

Zero remembered the approach in the warp shuttle; they were able to see the
outside. "This wouldn't have anything to do with ships outside would it."

"No, not at all," the doctor lied.

Zero's eyes narrowed. He accessed his back up memory on his waist and
brought up the image. "USS Hades......" He held up a finger in a
*gotcha *moment.
"You're here to see that Marine, aren't you?"

"Fine, yes," she admitted. "Are you happy?"

"No," the Binar admitted. "You could have just told me."

"It wasn't just that," she added. "It's why I'm excited about this
conference. I think of it as a bonus."

"That makes sense," he said. "If we enjoy it or not we're linked, we can't
hide anything from each other for long."

"I'm sorry." She said. "Shouldn't happen again. We got some settling in to
do, your room is up there."

(Reply none)
(Posted by Todd)





-- 
Todd Holladay
SGT, IA ANG (Ret)

" It's made of our shit, you know. That's the base material that we use in
our replicators. We deconstruct it to the atomic level and then reform the
atoms. [takes a bite] It's pretty good for shit. And we don't have to
commit atrocities for it." - Admiral Charles Vance
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