ILLUMINARRPG: (7-1600, 1610)- CO -- Captain Sekal and SO- PO3 P’Rah

[Charles Gatling]

Mission:  Death in the Shadows
Day: 7
Stardate:2446.02.07

(USS Illuminar-- Deck 5 --  Transporter Room 1 -- CO -- Captain Sekal --
1600)

The transporter chief looked none too happy despite the 2 security guards
who were bunched up behind the CO. Lieutenant Lee had gone pale upon
hearing the Captain was beaming down and had assigned him an additional
shadow. Their orders being to throw themselves between Sekal and an
attacker if necessary. Sienna had been displeased as well and tried to step
in but he had firmly ordered her to remain on the bridge to watch over the
ship. Had they had their way he would have been bracketed before and behind
with "red shirts". As it was Steven Hammons and the massive Klingon Galk
had been assigned to his protection detail and were armed to the teeth.

Galk stood behind him with a scowl on his face while the human appeared
uncharacteristically serious. God help anyone who so much as looked at the
Captain cross-eyed.

The three stepped to the transporter pad. "Energize." Sekal spoke and the
trio were soon broken down into energy and whisked to the planet's surface.

(Regulus-- Federation Base Ceti --  Main level, Brig -- CO -- Captain Sekal
and SO-- PO3 P’Rah -- 1610)

The three had been shown to the holding area after a short wait. Their brig
was now holding the erstwhile pirates Illuminar had transported down but
they were of no consideration to him now. Instead someone else had happened
upon his radar and forced him to change his plans for the evening, a
Caitain who he had just been informed was assigned to the ship. There was a
proviso attached however, first he had to fetch him aboard. Upon beaming
down Sekal had found out why. It had elicited a curse from Petty Officer
Hammons and a snarl from Galk.

P’Rah stopped his pacing with the arrival on the Captain.  His eyes
followed the Vulcan’s movement. “Captain…”  He said in an undertone.

Sekal had stopped before the cell and observed the Caitian silently for a
moment as though he had not heard. His eyes took note of the beings
disheveled appearance and missing extremity. The guard who had led him here
fidgety nervously and his two bodyguards kept their eyes moving, never
stopping for long with their right hands near weapons. "Mr. P'Rah I
presume."

P’Rah’s eyes raised.  He was wondering why the Captain had stopped with
him, “Yessss.”  He answered with a hiss at the end.

"I just received notification from StarFleet Command that you have been
assigned to my ship. I find it fascinating that the new officer coming
aboard is currently "cooling his heels" as the euphemism goes in a brig on
the planet's surface. Do you perhaps have an explanation for this?"

P’Rah’s pleas had gone on deaf ears.  He wondered if it would here.  “This
time I was not fighting.  I was stopping it.”  P’Rah anger became more
apparent, “Not like anyone cares.  Or even bothered to check the video.”

Sekal turned to the guard. "Is this true?"

The man's face reddened. "Now look here Captain, this one is a constant
trouble-maker and we have 3 good eye witnesses."

"And who are these eye witnesses you speak of?"

P’Rah spoke up, “Anyone without black fur.”

The guard glanced over at P'Rah with a glower then turned his attention
back to Sekal. "Eye witnesses and injured parties that's who."

"And what did your security team find when they arrived? Mr. P'Rah in
conflict with these injured parties?"

"Yes. Absolutely."

"Did you as Mr. P'Rah claims refuse to consult the video of the incident?"

"Yes the ruling was that there was no need!"

The Vulcan crossed his arms. "Then I suggest you do so now while I wait
here." There was a vicious growl from behind his left shoulder as Galk
leaned slightly to his left to see around the CO. The guard blanched and
backed away.

"Yes sir, I'll be back momentarily."

Sekal turned his attention back to the Caitian as the turnkey retreated.
"Now Mr. P'Rah. As to the claims that you are continually involved in
conflict?"

“Look, Captain, I own up to everything I do, good or bad. It has been
almost a year since I was last detained,”  P’Rah started.  “I was breaking
up that fight.  Those furless out there do not want to know the the truth.”

The Vulcan's gaze didn't waver. "We will know for certain momentarily. As
for the rest, there will be no preconceptions on Illuminar if you are
innocent of this charge. Let it be known however that I expect discipline
and decorum from my crew and should that be broken there will be
repercussions. I assume you understand and agree with this?"

“I am not going to be rolling on my back and purring if that is what you
mean.”  P’Rah said.

"I would not expect you to act like a housebroken pet Mr. P'Rah, only that
you comport yourself with respect for your shipmates. I would also expect
them to treat you with that same respect. And if they do not they will
answer to me. Is this agreeable?"

“You don’t have to worry about me.  What is this job you want me to do?”

Before Sekal could speak the guard came back red-faced with a padd which he
handed over. Hammons intercepted and activated it. The guard looked at him
questioningly as he inspected and then handed it over to the CO. Sekal
started the file and watched it for 2.3 minutes before looking back at the
guard. The scene was playing outside a building where P'Rah happened upon a
vehement disagreement. He was attempting to push the parties apart when a
free-for-all started with him as the target. The Vulcan looked up. "Have
you reviewed this?"

The guard began minutely inspecting his boots for scuff marks. "Yes sir."

"Then I suggest you release him."

"I will have to get authorization."

"I will take care of the matter while you are releasing my crewman." He
tapped his combadge. "This is the Captain, connect me with Commander Jaris
immediately."

P’Rah’s softened his demure as he heard he was about to be released.  No
one had listened to him in the past.  So he wondered what was the catch.
Last person what seemed to care ended up selling him to a cargo ship.

“Why are you doing this?”  P’Rah “I never received orders.  It makes me
wonder, what do you want with me?

Steven Hammons grinned at the Caitain as the CO was speaking with the
commanding officer of the base. "It sounds like you've been hanging out
with the wrong people. This is StarFleet and the Captain is a stickler for
doing things the right way, you'll find that as long as you do your job you
will be treated fairly and if anyone tries to give you any guff…" the grin
faded, "...they will wish they hadn't tried. He takes care of his crew Mr.
P'Rah."

The force field came down at the orders of Commander Jaris and Sekal
thanked him then signed off. The turnkey looked like he wanted to be
anywhere else right about now.

"Mr. P'Rah you will be entering my security force aboard the ship and your
immediate superior officer will be Lieutenant Keung Lee. You may report to
him tomorrow morning at 0700 for duty."

The irony of his new position did not allude him.  P’Rah felt it was
probably the best fit for him.

Steven Hammons gave a chuckle. "Welcome to the USS Illuminar Petty Officer
3rd Class P'Rah, I trust your time with us will be exciting."

With the bow of a head, “It is my honor to serve.”

"Then let us go retrieve your belongings…" the Vulcan spoke, "... so that
we may return to the ship and I can turn one of my 'babysitters' loose for
other duties."

Agreeing to the Captain, P’Rah started to lead the way to the little hole
in the wall which he called anything but home.  “You do not seem like a
typical Captain.  Are you use to broken cases like me?”

"A typical Captain? I am unsure of your frame of reference. My crew is a
collection of disparate individuals bound together by duty to StarFleet and
the Federation. They have their own goals and frame of reference but they
are united in a common purpose and as long as they continue on that course
they are afforded every right and protection. That is at the core of
Federation values and I uphold it strictly as it is my duty."

After a short walk, in a not so nice area, the group reached a door.
Inside was barren, a table, a chair and a bed was all that was needed.  A
replicator that was malfunctioning flickered in the background.  P’Rah
pulled his Starfleet back out from under the bed.  He pulled open one
drawer of his belongings and packed them.  There was nothing else.  He
traveled light. “That is it.  I own nothing else in this hovel of a
place.”  Then he remembered one thing.  He stepped into the bathroom and
pulled a panel off the wall.  He pulled a box and shoved it in his bag.
“Now I am done.”

Hammons and Galk squared their shoulders as Sekal tapped his combadge
"Transporter room, four to beam up."

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(Posted by Charles G (Sekal, Hammons, Galk)
  And Kris Bailey (P'Rah)



Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240


"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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