ILLUMINARRPG: (03 - 1200, 1900) Security PO3 Hercules Devers

[Dieter Gregory]

Mission:A Cure Delayed

Day: 3

Stardate: 2445.10.27

(USS Illuminar – Deck 6 – NCO quarters – Security PO3 Hercules Devers – 
1200)

Devers stood there, his kit bag open. He’s packed light, just his Muay 
Thai shorts, mouthpiece, his mongkhon and pra jiad, a few pairs of 
causal clothing and sundries.Zipping up the bag, he swung it over his 
shoulder.

“You sure about this Herc?” Collier asked.

“It is a tradition that my Kru passed on to me.When he would travel, he 
would seek out to learn from the locals.He felt that more knowledge was 
better.This is the first time I’ve made it to Vulcan and I would be a 
fool to pass up the opportunity to study at the Vulcan Institute For 
Defensive arts.Masters of both the ponn-ifla and kareel-ifla study there.”

Collier chuckled, “And what do you know about those?”

“Nothing, that is the point,” Devers said.“You go celebrate on the town, 
I’ll see you when I return.”

Collier grabbed Devers arm, “Take it easy, I won’t be there to talk you 
out of any situations.”

Devers chuckled, “And you, as I won’t be there to carry your drunk ass 
home.”

The two friends released and headed off in their separate directions.

(Xen’Tal – Shuttle port -- Security PO3 Hercules Devers – 1900)

Stepping out of the shuttle port, he saw the sign directing him to the 
inn.There was only one in in Xen’Tal.The evening heat was oppressive, 
but not humid like it was at the gym of Kru Petchyindee.

Entering the inn, he moved to what appeared to be the desk.An older 
Vulcan sat there.“Welcome in peace, traveler,”the man said.

“Peace to you as well,” Devers responded. “I have reserved a room.”

Although there was a computer terminal there, the man took out a very 
old looking book.He opened it and scanned it with his finger. “You are 
Hercules Devers of Earth?”

“I am Sir.”

“And what brings you to Xen’Tal?”

“I come to learn.”

“Not many Humans come to Xen’tal to learn.It is been years since the 
last one set foot here.Are you prepared?”

“I am.”

“Very well.Here is your room.There is a small meal at 2000.Traditional 
Vulcan. This is a serious place, there is no type of bar or other 
recreation for outsides.”

Devers nodded, “Thank you. I require little.”

“2000 hours Mr. Devers.”

“I am honored.”

Devers headed to his room, which was spartan.A bed, a refresher and a 
small desk.He set his bag down and stretched a bit, working out the 
kinks from travel.Checking his clock, he had a few minutes before 
dinner.This would be a time for him to make an impression, show he was 
serious.

In the small dining room, there was a long table.Around the table were 4 
Vulcans.Devers moved to take an empty seat, nodding to the Vulcan to his 
right. A female Vulcan came out of the back with a large bowl.Behind her 
came the old man from the desk carrying a plate of fruits and vegetables.

The woman began serving a broth from the bowl.It smelled like a memory 
to Devers.The soup thatKru Petchyindee wife would make for the fighters 
of the gym. He took the bowl and nodded.“Thank you.”

He watched as the man passed the tray around, and how each of the 
Vulcans took from the tray.Devers did his best to mimic their 
actions.Finally, the old man and woman sat down.As one, the Vulcans 
began to eat.

The meal was consumed in silence.The soup was spicy and flavorful.The 
fruit and vegetables were simply prepared, the flavor popped in his mouth.

The meal concluded in silence.As everyone stood up, Devers jumped up as 
well.He watched as his 4 dinner companions left the room.Devers looked 
around and started gathering up the dishes.

The woman came over and put her hand on his.“You are our guest, let me 
do this.”

“Thank you, but my mother would have my hide if I didn’t help out, 
please let me help.”

The woman smiled, “Very well, when you have gathered the dishes, go 
through that door,” she pointed to door in the wall.

Hours later, Devers had helped out the woman, who’s name he learned was 
T’par.Her husband was Jekkos and they had been running this inn for over 
50 years.

Finally, Devers made it to his room, he laid down and was quickly asleep.

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