ILLUMINARNRPG: [EXTERNAL] Re: ILLUMINARRPG: (2, 0045) CSO Lieutenant (jg) Jaton Alyl, Luma Lenai, and Ensign Bohb

Sat May 22 15:41:44 UTC 2021

Not any more.

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Subject: [EXTERNAL] Re: ILLUMINARNRPG: ILLUMINARRPG: (2, 0045) CSO Lieutenant (jg) Jaton Alyl, Luma Lenai, and Ensign Bohb

do we have a banshee here

On Saturday, May 22, 2021, 02:41:18 AM EDT, Spencer O'Dowd via illuminar-rpg <illuminar-rpg at startrekfreedom.com> wrote:

Mission: Death in the Shadows

Day: 2

Stardate: 2446.02.02

(USS Illuminar - Deck 2, Jaton’s Quarters - CSO Lieutenant (jg) Jaton Alyl, Luma Lenai, and Ensign Bohb - 00:45)

Jaton was tossing and turning. Unable to settle. The vision of Penny’s mangled corpse haunted his mind, defying him to sleep. No matter what he tried to concentrate on, his mind kept coming back to that same grisly sight. The sight of someone who reported to him, and depended on him, dead in his own department.

He sat up, frustrated. Over in the corner, his eye caught on Gunayu curled up in the corner. Indifferent to the world, the cat was fast asleep. But Jaton decided that maybe the cat could comfort him. He stood up, walked over, and carefully picked up Gunayu, laying the groggy cat next to his shoulder, stroking him gently. He walked back to the bed, and sat down. While petting Gunayu seemed to help, he was still on edge.

“Luma, are you there?”

It took a few moments for the Lenai’s focus to zero in on Jaton but that sense of her filled his Quarters. Even the non-empaths could tell when she was around, but the psi nulls could not. =^= The Jaton is not entertaining his Dieter?=^= Luma asked curiously, the largest gossip mongerer on the ship. =^= Why is the Jaton not resting? =^= She asked the expected question.

Jaton smiled wistfully at the idea. His Dieter. It sounded nice. But the smile faded quickly. He put the cat down in his lap, scratching the scruff as the cat curled up once again.

“I needed to be alone tonight. At least so I thought,” he said after a minute. “I take it you heard what happened to Penny?”

=^= Luma dislikes when one of her small ones embraces entropy, even if it was that Penny. It would be best for that Penny to have been transferred away. That Penny disliked Luma. =^= Luma paused for a few moments, =^= Why does the Jaton feel badly about that Penny?=^=

“Because she was my subordinate. And I should’ve been there to protect her. And I wasn’t.”

Luma paused a moment to replay the sensor logs, and the internal recordings. =^= Why was the angry canine with that Penny while she was at work? Our Sienna does not take her cat to work. The Jaton does not. Our Sekal does not. So why did she? Why did that Penny not use proper restraints on the angry canine? It is not the Jaton’s fault. =^= Another pause. =^= It is like when our Sienna felt bad because that Taya was harmed while she was in charge? This guilt ios a mortal small one thing?=^=

“I think that’s a fair assessment. I just can’t help but think that if I had been there a few moments sooner, I could’ve saved her.” Jaton sighed. “Every time I close my eyes I see her body lying in that lab, covered in blood. I have no explanation for her choices, but even still. I should’ve been there for her. I had been speaking to her only 20 minutes before.”

=^= It is uncommon to bring the angry canine with her? =^= Luma asked curiously. =^= Luma did not see it either, but she was concerned with other things? Luma is supposed to see all things but there are things she does not see.=^=

“It is rather uncommon, but I thought nothing of it. Maybe I should have. Maybe if I’d told her to return it to her quarters she’d still be alive.”

=^= The Jaton, Luma is not allowed to go back and fix this. Luma did not like that Penny. It is not worth your anguish. She was a small one, yes. But she was not a nice, or well liked small one. She should have been sent away from here when it was obvious she did not fit in. Perhaps when our Sekal awakens we can speak with him? Would that alleviate the guilt that the Jaton feels? =^=

Jaton nodded. “It might, but I don’t know for certain.” Jaton moved the blanket slightly, trying to pull it out from under Gunayu without disturbing him. “Can I give you a piece of advice, though? Among us small ones, it’s considered bad form to speak ill of the dead.”

=^= The Jaton will explain this strange custom? Why is it wrong to speak the truth? =^=

Jaton thought for a moment. “I’m not entirely sure. I suppose because it might offend the people who loved them.”

=^= Did anyone love that Penny here? =^= Luma’s voice was very curious as she asked. She trusted Jaton for some reason.

Jaton’s fiddling with the blankets inevitably woke up Gunayu, who looked at Jaton, annoyed. He got up, and began pacing the bed, but after a moment he focused on one corner, his hackles rising. A low growl emanated from deep within the cat, followed by a mean hiss. Jaton looked at the cat, perplexed. “What’s wrong?”

He then looked over towards the corner Gunayu was focused on, and immediately felt his heartbeat triple in pace. He screamed, scrambling out of the bed, and sinking into the opposite corner. His eyes were fixed on the figure across from him: Penny was standing there, silently. Her face and her uniform were covered in blood.

Trying not to hyperventilate, Jaton called out desperately. “Luma, are you there? Please tell me, am I the only one in my quarters?”

Luma had grown quiet for a moment, thinking about what Jaton had said until he resummoned her attention, =^= Luma is here, the Jaton. There is nothing on sensors. May Luma use the holographic emitters to enter the quarters?=^= She sounded thoughtful, almost as if she didn’t trust her own sensors.

“Please. Then you might see what I’m seeing,” Jaton replied, his chest still heaving.

Luma appeared in his quarters, turning towards where Jaton was looking. Today she looked like her true form, just minaturized. She looked like a snowflake. A dancing one. =^= Luma senses on the high em frequency a slightly out of phase impression, but nothing that she can ‘see’ even with the proper eyes of the holographic construct. Luma senses the EM frequency as a ripple in the subspace strings.=^= Luma sounded pleased with herself. =^= What does the Jaton see with his mortal eyes?=^=

Jaton raised an arm, shaking, and pointed in the corner. “There, in the corner. Look!”

Luma continued to look but she did not see what he did. =^= The Jaton is being … ‘haunted’?=^= Luma sounded confused but she continued to scan.

“It’s Penny. Penny’s standing there. Covered in her own blood!”

=^= The Jaton should pick up his tricorder and make notes about this?=^= Luma prompted. She continued to scan, the upper part of her snowflake body inclining towards the corner. =^= The Jaton’s feline senses it?=^=

“Jaton Alyl, why did this happen to me?” the thick Scottish brogue cut through the room.

Gunayu leapt off the bed and retreated into the corner with Jaton. He hissed again.

“Penny,” Jaton said, slowly feeling for his tricorder on his bedside table, “I’m so sorry. I got there as soon as I could.” He found the tricorder and began scanning. He glanced down at the readings, and his eyes went wide.

“Luma, there’s something there. I’m not imagining this. A definite energy pattern.”

=^= Yes, the Jaton but Luma can not SEE it. =^= A moment passed. =^= Or hear it. Other than loud, annoying screeches =^=

Penny took a step towards Allyl pointing with an accusing finger.

“You,” she said stabbing at him with her words, “you were no there in ma uur of need. And ma Wee Beastie. I’ve been betrayed I tell ye. Betrayed.  Was I really that bad a woman?”

“Not at all. If I could have gotten there faster I would have. How can I help you? What do you need?”

“What do I need,” she screeched. “I need peace.  I need to understand. Why did nae one ye love me?  What was so horrible aboot me?”

Luma turned towards Jaton, =^= The screeching is louder, yet not in a language or words that Luma can comprehend. Perhaps Luma should summon one of the small ones to assist the Jaton, like The Bohb.=^= Luma was interested but she couldn’t understand the spoken words, which was probably a good thing.

Jaton whispered back to Luma. “Please do.”

He then turned back to Penny. “I cannot begin to tell you how sorry I am that this happened to you. But I don’t have those answers for you. I wish I did. I wish I’d known you better. Maybe I could’ve helped you more.”

Luma bowed her head part of the snowflake and summoned Bohb via ship to ship transport. Since they were both male, clothing was optional. =^= The Bohb will look with his mortal yet different eyes and help the Jaton figure out what is occurring because Luma can neither see nor hear what is occurring and these blind spots are ANNOYING. =^= The Lenai spoke through the speakers before returning to her analysis.

“Could you have loved me?” she asked, hope in her voice.

There was a chime at the door and a pounding. A muffled voice shouted into the room. Suddenly the door opened. Standing in the doorway was a large primate wearing plaid pajamas.

“What in the world is going on …” Bohb’s voice trailed off.   “Ummm… I’m assuming you’re seeing what I’m seeing?”

=^= The Bohb. Luma can not see or hear. =^= The Lenai was definitely a bit grumpy about the situation.

“Yes. It’s Penny. She just appeared in my quarters. Scared me half to death. I don’t know how to help her,” Jaton said, slowly standing.

=^= Luma can most assuredly tell the Jaton that Penny is NOT here. That Penny has properly embraced entropy and the psychic stench of her is not present. =^= Luma was not feeling kind currently, =^= The only psychic scent present is that of the Jaton.=^=

Bohb pulled out his tricorder from a pocket of his pajamas and began to scan.

“Luma, darlin’,” Bohb called out, “you are reading the electromagnetic spectrum emanating from that corner?”

=^= Yes. The higher frequencies. But not much more than that.=^=

“Jaton,” Penny called out, “will you love me?” She stepped closer.

Penny should be pleased that Luma couldn’t hear her.

“Penny,” Jaton said, trying to sink further into the corner, “I regret not being kinder to you in life. But you’ve gone beyond something that I can handle. I’m sure you were more than worthy of love in life. And I wish you had experienced that. And for that I’m truly sorry.”

Suddenly Penny shrieked. “You son of a …, nane o’ ye loved me. Nary a one. Yer all horrible people using poor Penny fer yer pleasure and then casting her aside. I’ll show ye sorry laddie.”

Penny continued to move forward menacingly. Suddenly Bohb stood between her and Alyl. He held up his tricorder and tapped on it. The tricorder began to emit its own whining sound. Penny stopped and backed up a step. Then started forward again.

“I’ll show ye all aboot love … and hate.”

Bohb continued to make adjustments to his tricorder until the sound disappeared and all they could feel was the electromagnetic vibrations being emitted. Suddenly Penny stopped in her tracks. She glowed momentarily then shimmered into non existence.

Jaton stepped out of the corner again, and breathed a sigh of relief. “Thank you, ensign,” he said, turning to Bohb. “So what do you think that was?”

Bohb shrugged his shoulders and patted Jayton on the the shoulder. “She was a total bi***. Beyond that I can only think that the accumulation of so many conflicting emotions created an electromagnetic facsimile of the woman at the time of her death and it was looking for someone who was feeling something about her to latch onto. Congratulations, that was you L T.”

=^= Luma could not see or hear that Penny but is not pleased that the Jaton was her chosen prey. =^=

Jaton hung his head. “The poor woman. Life didn’t deal her an easy hand, did it? If only she’d known some more kindness maybe things would’ve been different.”

=^= Luma has known many species of the small ones and all of them have people like that Penny.  The Bohb may make changes to the shields if needed to keep the bad EM energy out so that the small one Jaton may rest. =^= Luma was trying to be kind and understanding.

Jaton nodded. “That might be for the best. In the meantime, I should try and get some sleep. Though after that I don’t know how well that will go.”

=^= Luma desires to point out that the feline has ceased acting aggressively. Perhaps that energy is what made that Penny’s canine react badly. The beast was already quite fouled tempered. =^= The Lenai bowed her head again and brought a small, very real, very valuable bottle of terran whisky from the storage pantry and gently placed it on the bed via site to site transporters. =^= Does The Bohb desire a ‘lift’ back to his quarters?=^= Luma obviously respected Bohb, you could hear her capital letters as she spoke of him. Fondly.

“”Ummm, I think I’ll walk thanks,” Bohb said, “it will help me relax to get back to sleep.”

He looked at Allyl and nodded. “Looks like you got some serious drinking to do Lieutenant. I’ll leave you to it.”  He headed to the door then turned back. “By the way, nice PJs.” Noting that he appeared to be wearing nothing but what appeared to be tight underpants. Jaton blushed.

At that he left the room.

With that, Jaton climbed back into bed. He took the bottle of whisky and took a slug of it.

=^= The Jaton will go speak to one of the counselors tomorrow. If Our Riven were here, the Jaton would not be resting. The smell here is not correct but perhaps after rest it will resolve.=^= Luma dissolved in a glittery show of prismy light that faded as she went off to tend to other tasks.

“Wait, Luma, please.” Jaton said. “Will you stay with me until I fall asleep?”

Luma coalesced again into her crystalline form then tilted the top half of the snowflake.  =^= The Jaton would like to see Luma’s project? =^=

“Your project?” Jaton asked curiously.

Luma did that head bowing thing, then a rather voluptuous 50s era pinup body but with vulcan ears, bright pink hair, purple eyes and light green skin. The clothing was equally as bright and form-fitting.  =^= It was suggested that Luma learn how to interact better with the confused small ones by appearing like them. Luma has been combining the traits of many small ones.=^= A tail swished around her legs, banded in pink and purple. =^= Luma did well? =^=

Jaton’s eyes went wide. “Well my my. You certainly look unique.”

=^= Luma is pleased the Jaton approves. But Luma is not sure how to fit any more species on this form. =^= Caitian ears appeared to match the tail, but the other vulcan ears were still there as well.

“There is an old saying. Less is more. I think if you try to add more species, it will be overwhelming,” Jaton said haltingly, trying to find the appropriate words. “Then again, I’m a scientist. I think you look best in your true form. I find it most important to always be true to yourself.”

=^= The Alyl has wise concepts.=^= Luma quickly became herself again,

Jaton curled up into bed, pulling the blankets up over himself, feeling sleep begin to take him. “And that, Luma, is why we don’t speak ill of the dead.”

=^= If’n the Jaton says so. Luma does not see how one has to do with the other. The Jaton likes the music of the flute?=^=

Luma modulated the piped music from the speakers until it was at a low level, sweet little lullabies played by flute that had the hand of Sienna all over the music.

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