EXETERRPG: (16 - 0948) -MS - Benedict Wetherby

[Mark Howard]

NRPG: A massive thanks to Jackie for helping to introduce Benedict. He’s a
work in progress, and I haven’t precisely figured him out yet, so please
bear this in mind when reading this. His mannerisms aren’t ironed out yet,
or his patterns of speech. I should mention, I have it in mind that he’s
almost pathological shy, but as I say, bear this in mind.



RPG:



Mission: The Flames of Purity

Day: 16

Stardate: 2445.09.16



(USS Exeter  Bridge –aACSO Benedict Wetherby - 0948)



"Do it."



Benedict nodded in reply. He was out of his depth, these kind of rapid
decisions were not his specialty. He was a physicist, slow, methodical and
a careful approach was his forte.



~Here was a lesson in entropy in its rawest.~ He mused.



The implanted crystal was something that his ordered mind would never have
thought of in a million years, he tapped out the command that would send
the tiniest of signals across the system, to tiny fleck of crystal that had
been surgically implanted in the First Officer’s skull.



Benedict liked logic, and simple, but the Bridge was a centre of chaos, but
as he observed, he realised that it was chaos in its most beautiful form.
Order and response, order,  countersuggestion. Here, an order was followed,
all threads lead away from the young man in the centre chair, who wore the
burdens that belied his age, but all under him weren’t afraid of making
counter ideas to any orders from what he had seen.



There was a key piece missing though, and they all felt it. And the key
piece he was now sending a message to, via a fleck of crystal that she had
had implanted in her skull prior to this mission.



That alone said enough about the type of people that he was surrounded by.



He’d met and spoken to the First Officer a couple of times, and found her a
frighteningly intelligent young lady, her family had a certain reputation,
as indeed did Commander Williams’. Although In Bracken he could see a layer
of pain in her eyes, that she perhaps thought that no one saw. Now though,
here she was, kidnapped and held captive...in who knows what situation, she
had still managed to get two messages out, a tricorder reading, and a
precise gps target for an away team.



He looked at the file. He wasn’t an engineer, but it seemed that it wasn’t
the co-ordintates for a rescue, from what he had seen of Bracken, that
wasn’t her M.O.



~No, this is a target to attack, not rescue.~



“Ss..Sir…” He managed. His words tripped over themselves when he was on
edge. “Ss...Signal away. C..crystal initiated.”



(Reply Trip IYW)



“Ssir...I..I..d....don’t know the Lieutenant as well as yourself or others;
b..but these coordinates are not where she is. These are a short way off,
these I th...think are targets to hit. Th..they s...seem to coincide with
structures in the file she sent us. Sorry Sir.”



(Reply Trip.)



“Understood Sir.”



He continued monitoring his station, any ideas about his own abilities, had
been seriously tempered by the blinding raw talent that she shared a floor
with.



Frost at the helm called out cutting across everyone. “Aye Sir. Planetary
sensors, coming in high standard orbit, on my Mark.” A couple of seconds
passed. “MARK!” Benedict watched as her fingers danced over the helm
controls. The confidence in her ability oozing out of every fibre of her
being. He had been on the ancillary station earlier when she had taken
manual control of the ship to line up a shot for tactical. She was another
supremely confident Officer.



~and her hair is amaz…~



He screwed his eyes up, and released them, trying to force himself to
relax, thoughts began to settle in his mind. That this wasn’t for him, He
knew his abilities, and the raw talent that encompassed this area merely
proved that he had far more limitation than he realised. Looking sadly at
his screen, he became aware of Ensign Frost, who after bringing the ship in
to orbit had briefly stood up and stretched herself, turning and smiling in
his direction. Nodding back out of politeness, he returned to his scans.



(Reply tags as above if appropriate.)

(Posted by Mark (SPC Wetherby)
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