ILLUMINARRPG: (6-2045)- CO Captain Sekal & FO Commander Sienna Williams-Verin & CMO Dr. Quinna Solice & CTO Ensign T’Mur

[Charles Gatling]

Mission:  Death in the Shadows
Day: 6
Stardate:2446.02.06

(USS Illuminar  - Deck 5 - Sickbay - Isolation Room 1 - CO Captain Sekal &
FO Commander Sienna Williams-Verin & CMO Dr. Quinna Solice & CTO Ensign
T’Mur - 2045)

T’Mur, Sienna, and Quinna rematerialized in an isolation room without any
of the security or medical teams.  T’Mur was gratified as there had just
been too many people in their quarters, but it also meant that all of those
people had just been left alone in their quarters.  Suddenly T’Mur
remembered the door.

::Sienna, I am concerned about Kenna.  The door is not going to close.::

Sienna frowned and touched her comm badge, “Commander Verin to Operations,
please send a repair team to my quarters. Please be aware that my cat has a
collar that won’t allow her to leave the confines of my quarters but will
not stop her from trying.” Operations replied that they would deal with it
and not disturb her brat ragdoll siamese cat.

Then T’Mur turned her attention to Quinna, “Sit down Quinna,” she said.
She hadn’t meant it to sound like an order.  “I want to see how you are
doing before all of the medical people come in and do their … work.”

She lifted Quinna’s chin and examined the bruising that was forming around
her throat.  It would heal soon enough, but she could easily have killed
the woman.

“I am sorry Quinna,” she said, trying to sound sorry,but not certain if she
succeeded.  “Does it hurt much?”

Sienna frowned as she stood against the wall, watching her mate tend to
Quinna. She had to be here and they were awaiting the Captain.

“Ye..”  Quinna also nodded in the affirmative direction. Instead of
sitting, Quinna moved toward the medical cart.  She entered the code to
open the cart.

“Sit down,” T’Mur repeated, “I can take care of that.”  She moved over to
the cart and took out a hypo spray and a vial of an anti-inflammatory and
analgesic.  She showed the vials to Quinna before inserting them into the
hypodermic.  She wanted to assure her that she was not still trying to kill
her.

Quinna shook her head no and grabbed the hypospray.  T’Mur was close.  But
not close enough.  Quinna took a PADD that she stashed.  There was one
under every mattress of every bio bed.  Feeling weak she finally sat in the
chair and typed out that she was allergic to the med she was about to give
her.  Then Quinna reprogrammed the hypospray.  It was a  less effective
anti-inflammatory, but it worked.  She then administered it to herself.
She then wrote, “This will take a while.”

T’Mur understood.  She was not aware of Quinna’s medical record.  Why
should she be? She had learned most of her first-aid, and medical training
in the dojo.  Her teacher had shared wise words with her.  “If you plan to
hurt someone, you should also know how to heal.”  She would make a passable
medical technician, but she was not a doctor.  And Quninna had no reason to
trust her right now.

Quinna felt shame, she could not look at her friends.  She spoke but it was
barely audible, “What did I do?”

T’Mur shook her head, “That is not important right now.  You were,
apparently, under the control of a subversive personality that had been
implanted in your mind.  We will summarize and analyze the actions of that
personality later.  For now, let’s look at your present condition.”

She picked up the medical tricorder and began to scan Quinna’s neck.  The
damage had been considerable, but not permanent.  The pressure to her
throat had caused severe hematomas throughout her neck and down her upper
spine.  There had been some minor ligament damage.  With just a little more
pressure, she could have crushed one of Quinna’s vertebrae.

Quinna put her hands on T’Mur and made her stop scanning her.  Whispering,
“The commander ..check her first.  More… Important.”  Quinna leaned against
the wall next to her.  She closed her eyes to the light.  “Commander first”

T’Mur put her hand on top of Quinna’s.  “I am gratified that you see the
value of my Sienna as well.  And trust me, I WILL take care of her.  As
soon as your injuries are revealed to my satisfaction, otherwise I would be
unable to give her the care she deserves.”

She looked over at Sienna who looked on.

Quinna took a deep breath.  Quinna could feel her injuries were more
intense than T’Mur’s training.  “Doctor?....E….M...H?”  Quinna started to
drift, “Mich...ael..”

Catching the doctor’s intention she stepped back and touched the wall for a
better connection.

::Luma I need the EMH.::

::Is the Quinna all right?::  Luma said concerned.

::She is injured and I do not have time to explain right now.  EMH…
please.::

The EMH shimmered into place in front of T’Mur.  “What is the nature of the
medical emergency.”

“Multiple injuries to the neck and throat,” T’Mur stated.

“You appear to be unharmed,” the EMH said, looking confused.

“Not me,” T’Mur shook her head, not being filled with confidence but
trusting to the programing, “her.”

She pointed to Quinna who was starting to fade into unconsciousness.

“Put her on the biobed,” the EMH ordered, and T’Mur complied, picking her
up easily and placing her on the bed.

She stepped back and let the hologram get to work, then turned her
attention to Sienna, starting with a tight hug.

“My love,” she said, “are you all right?”

Sienna nodded, sore and tired, “I am.  I’m sorry I had to have Luma snatch
you from your training session. I knew something was wrong, I just didn’t
know what was wrong.”  Sienna shivered, “It wanted me so badly. It tried to
tell me that you were not going to come for me.”  Sienna was shivering from
shock, though she didn’t realize she was actually shivering.

T’Mur squeezed her tightly, “I will always come for you.  I wish it hadn’t
taken me so long.”

Quinna laid still on the biobed, she moved a hand to cover her eyes when
she felt a sharp pain, “This is the worst experience ever?  How did I get
like this?”

“Hold still.”  the EMH ordered.  “How do you expect me to treat you when
you are moving about?”

Quinna knew why she hated the Mark I EMH.  “Why did we not upgrade him?”
Quinna moved to sit up.

“Lay down or I will sedate you." the EMH protested. "And I have been
updated with the latest medical techniques. If you have an issue with my
bedside manner you should take it up with the Captain."

With a bit of dizziness, Quinna did not argue.  She lay back down.  Her
brain was starting to cognitively become more coherent.  “I think I am
going to be sick.”

“Which is why you are here, now be still.”  The EMH said.  The EMH turned
back to T’Mur.  “She will be fine.  Now if you will move, I can tend to the
Commander.”

Sienna shook her head and stepped behind T’Mur, “I am just fine.” She lied.

“I will be the judge of that” The EMH moved closer.  “Let's take you into
the other room.”

T’Mur presented herself to the EMH with her full authority, “I don’t think
so.  We will all wait here for the captain.  You tend to Quinna, I will
take care of the Commander… if you don’t mind.”

“Actually,” the EMH began.

“Luma, prepare to terminate the EMH if he speaks another word to me,” she
said.

The EMH made a mute gesture to speak, but thought about it then went back
to work on the  CMO.

Then T’Mur moved Sienna to a chair and knelt beside her.  “Where are you
hurt?”

Sienna reached up to unzip her uniform top, pulling it back so that T’Mur
would see the bruises formed on her collarbones.  “I pulled a muscle in my
leg by straining to get around a chair. In my left thigh.  And I’m scared,
T’Mur. What if that thing got a hold in me? I want someone to make sure it
didn’t.”  She was still shivering from shock.

For the first time T’Mur realized that she might not be the one to check
that.  She herself needed to be checked that she was clear of the influence
of the personality.  However, she could still give physical comfort.
Slowly she bent over and looked at the bruises.  She leaned in and planted
a kiss on her clavicle.

“Does this help it feel better,” she asked, as she had noted that people
had done that with children and loved ones.

Sienna made a soft sound, “Mhmm hmm.  But I think I need more of that type
of medicine.”  Her eyes were haunted. This was what Admiral Winters had
been so concerned about.  That someone would have an implanted personality
in them. Sienna wondered how long Quinna had it in her.

T’Mur could still see the fear in her mates eyes, and knew she could do
nothing to alleviate it, just yet.  She did not even want to reach down
through their connection until she was certain that there was no trace of
the personality remaining.  That would require a mind meld.  But she would
have to keep trying to reassure Sienna that she was as safe as she could be
right now.

She put her hand on Sienna’s thigh, “And does it hurt here?”

“Only a little bit. It should probably have a hypospray medicine, not a
kiss. Where is the Captain? He should be here by now.  And who do we trust
to read the three of us? Alaya Hammons?” Sienna sighed, distress on her
face. She kept her eye on Quinna though.

T’Mur raised an eyebrow at the suggestion of a kiss to make her leg feel
better but agreed that the hypospray was probably a more logical solution
to the issue.  She got up and went to the med cart and picked up a second
hypospray.  She still had the analgesic with her and inserted it into the
spray.  She came back over and laid the hypodermic on her thigh and pressed
the button to release the medicine.

“We will have to determine who we can and cannot trust when the Captain
arrives,” she said logically.

Certain that Sienna had received all of the medical attention she required
T’Mur went back over to observe the EMH, who look at her as if she were a
full grown Sehlat.  He looked at her as if to ask permission to speak.  She
nodded.

“What caused these injuries?” he inquired.

T’Mur looked at him blankly and replied, “I did.”

He gave a grunt of disapproval, “Why am I not surprised?  Well, despite
your best efforts, your friend will survive.  She’ll be in pain but she
will live.”

T’Mur looked at the EMH coldly, “Trust me, that was not my best effort.”

“Honestly, I have a swollen throat, tissue damage to my spine and such,
but you know that.  I am experiencing photosensitivity, and recovering from
an aneurysm.  And yes, I do hurt.”  Quinna spoke softly. Quinna had managed
to read that from the PADD she still had in her hands.  She then waved off
the EMH.  “What is the stardate.  It is 2446.02.04/05 right?”

Luma had directed Sekal to the appropriate room and he entered the door
with a quick step then looked about at the tableau. The Mark I EMH was
tending to his CMO while Commander Verin and T'Mur were talking to the
side. He moved to them first. "Report please and explain in detail what
happened."

"Dr. Solice came to my quarters about an hour ago.  She pushed her way
inside, which didn’t bother me. She’s my friend, so I didn’t think anything
of it at first. But something was not quite right about her, and I asked
her if she was ok. I finally found out that there was a personality calling
itself Rito or Rita controlling her. It kept offering me Quinna’s virgin
body for myself.  Then it wanted me to try and read Quinna, so that it
could take over me. It really wanted me.  I kept distance between myself
and Quinna, but she did something to put a quarantine seal on my quarters
and no one could get in. Luma could not use the site to site transporters
to get T’Mur through, so T did something where she literally broke the door
to our quarters down.  At that point security arrived, and put Quinna in
restraints and T’Mur and I melded to bring Quinna’s personality back to the
surface and I’m not sure what T did but somehow she destroyed the Rito
personality. At least we think she did.  The bruising on Quinna is from
T’Mur defending me.” The unspoken words were there, ‘Because I can’t defend
myself’.  Sienna was still shaking with reaction from the night. “We need
someone to make sure that the personality is not lurking before we trust
ourselves. It was awful, I’ve never experienced anything so violent and
lewd before.”  Sienna twined her fingers with T’Mur. “We were discussing if
Alaya Hammons might be the best choice to check us.”

Quinna turned her back to the others while on the bed.  She could not
believe what she heard.  She did not remember any of it happening.  She
found herself more embarrassed.  A tear slid out of her closed eyes.

Sienna realized that it was more of a ramble than it was a report after the
words had tumbled out, but she supposed that it did not really matter. The
Captain had the gist of the situation.

His head snapped toward the EMH. "Give Commander Verin a mild sedative."

The EMH turned his head toward him. "I'm a little busy Captain."

"Is your patient's life in immediate danger?"

"No."

"That was an order." The Vulcan snapped.

The EMH then did as told.

"Luma seal the room and begin protocol Zeta, Omega 5 on my order. All
authorization codes subverting Commander Overrides are to be purged
immediately. Begin process."

He then turned his attention back to Sienna who had received the sedative.
The EMH looked at him inquisitively. "You may return to your patient."

The sedative worked and Sienna relaxed, the tension leaving her body. T’Mur
shifted so that she was holding Sienna’s body up. The woman’s eyes closed
and the tremors faded. Her telepathic shielding came down some as she
relaxed.  “Thank you Sir. I did not feel up to handling this.”  She
whispered as her jaw unlocked, the drug going through her body.

"If this synthetic personality was intent on invading and taking over a
host telepath then we will not bring Mrs. Hammons into this, I will take
care of the matter personally as I will not be able to trust implicitly
that it has been dealt with until I have seen to it myself."

Sienna simply nodded, seeming to doze a bit, “You should probably start
with Dr. Solice then.”

Quinna found her voice, “There is another way.  Neuro testing.  I performed
the testing on Commander Dieter a few days ago.  He was clear.”  Quinna
refused to turn to the direction of the others.  “Sorry the lights are too
bright for me to see, but you are not too loud for me to hear.”  Taking
another breath, “I do not like anyone in my head.”

"Very well, you will not have it forced on you Doctor. EMH have the
equipment brought in immediately. Luma unseal the room." He tapped his
combadge. "Security send two officers to Isolation room 3 in medical, no
one is to enter or leave it without my authorization."

=^= Routing them now Captain. =^=

"Lights at fifty percent." As the lighting softened he moved around the
biobed so that Quinna could see him then halted before her. "Do you
remember anything that might have initiated this doctor? Any kind of
trigger perhaps or event?"

“I don’t know what day it is.  All I remember is waking in pain and
Sanchez’s death.”  thinking harder. “I know I awoke in Commander Verin’s
Quarters.  Security lifted me up and bound me.”  Quinna hoped they believed
her as she really knew nothing but remembering what was said that she did,
She was not sure if they would.

"You say you remember the death of Sanchez…" the CO prodded, attempting to
gain more information, "... what about his death do you remember? Any
thoughts or impressions? Even emotional ones might be helpful."

Sienna sat dozing, half listening to the conversation, her head now on
T’Mur’s shoulder.  She would need the cliff notes version later to refresh
her memory.

“Ummm,” Quinna slowly sat up, “Sir, I was in Sanchez’s Room, He died and I
let him go in peace.  Then I exited the room, I remember screaming out in
pain, and nothing.”  Quinna supplied she then remembered something,
“Captain, what are you doing out of your room?  It is not time for your
release.”

The voice of the EMH spoke before he did, he had appeared again on the
other side of the biobed. "Her memory is faulty Captain."

"I am aware of this." Speaking to Quinna then. "You released me from
sickbay two days ago doctor."

“Excuse me?”  Quinna was confused.

The EMH spoke again. "The doctor was found in Sanchez's room unconscious
and unresponsive. The nurse called me in for a consultation then requested
the presence of Doctor Hezuela. After she was commed to sickbay I left.
Medical records also show that Doctor Solice regained consciousness then
attempted to leave the room but collapsed and her heart stopped beating.
Doctor Hezuela presided over her resuscitation. As an additional note the
doctor had a device attached to her temple which appeared to be linked with
a similar one on Sanchez."

Quinna was starting to get angry.  She would deactivate the EMH but
instead…”And that still does not explain how I got from there to the
Commander’s quarters.  I know what happened with Sanchez and this is a
personal conversation with different people.”

Sienna’s sleepy eyes opened for a second to focus on Quinna, “What do you
mean?” Her voice was slightly slurred as she asked.

The EMH was completely nonplussed. "This is a report to the Captain on
events pursuant to the time at which your memory was shown to be faulty and
is appropriate to the situation. If you disagree then you have the right to
an appeal however I assure you my report will be ruled as admissible. The
neuro scanner will be here shortly. I will be available when it arrives or
you may call in other medical personnel. It does not matter to me." With
that he vanished.

Quinna  put her hand on her forehead and shook her head.  “Damn EMH.  I
wasn’t contradicting him. That egotistical Hologram.”  Quinna made a few
confessions, “Captain, remember the other matter where you said I should
not get any more involved in, well I got more involved.”

"More detail would be appreciated." He deadpanned.

It was time for more confessions.  “I used a piece of technology developed
by Dr. Bashir to talk to Mr. Sanchez over your attempted assination.  At
first I thought it was all connected.  When the brain started to
deteriorate faster, I had to talk to him.  He talked to me.”

"Do you remember any of what was said?"

“Yeah, I do.  He has a PADD in his belongings that contains information.
Also someone had to kill him.  So he is not the only one onboard, but he
has no idea who else is onboard.  It is more information than that but I
need more time to recall.  Some things are fuzzy.”

He nodded. "We will talk more about this later. After you have had time to
collect your thoughts."

A young human nurse came to the door, bringing the equipment that was
needed to check Quinna for implanted personalities. The security officer
looked to the Captain for permission to let Nurse Ferell into the room.

The Captain nodded. "Let her in."

“Lets’s just do this so it can be cleared.”  The Quinna thought about how
Dieter he felt ….  How did he feel.  She kept thinking.

The young human nurse came in, pushing past the security officer with a
soft huff. “Sir? Who am I setting this test up for?”
Quinna looked at Ferell, “That would be me.”  Quinna said.

Sekal moved to a chair and sat down though he remained alert to what was
going on in case he was needed.

The nurse moved over to Dr. Solice and set up the test, placing the
electrodes on Quinna’s forehead, and settling the  light mesh over Quinna’s
brain. She linked the electrodes to the system box, then looked towards the
Captain who seemed to be in charge, “It would be best to sedate the
patient, Sir. It allows the test to get the best readings if the patient is
not conscious. It will take about three hours for it to fully run. It’s not
quick but it’s thorough.”

“Ferell, the test will work fine with me being awake.  Don’t you think I
have slept too long already.”  Quinna was now afraid that when she woke she
would not be where she slept and doing something she was not aware of.  She
also did not let anyone know she was scared.

Ferell kept her attention on the Captain, but she knew that she was going
to pay for this later.

"According to Ensign T'Mur the doctor should be free of any influence. You
may do the test with her conscious."

“Thank-you,” Quinna said with a sign of relief.

“Yes, Sir.” Ferell activated the test, “Lay back and try to relax, Dr.
Solice.”

Quinna complied, slowly.  She took deep breaths and closed her eyes.  She
started thinking about Michael, pasta, and cheesecake.

Sienna looked out through lowered eyelids, trying so hard to hold onto the
current situation, but the stress plus the sedative had her slightly out of
it.  She leaned against her mate, half dozing. She too wanted to be checked
out but she trusted Sekal to allow him to read her. He would know that she
had been curious about the vulcan mindmeld. That curiosity had been
satisfied with T’Mur, but it seemed that Sienna would be getting a long
wished for curiosity.  Sekal would know her better than her parents did,
and that was not a terrible thing.  It was so hard for her to keep her
thoughts on topic.

“Captain,” T’Mur stepped up to the CO, “I had the greatest exposure to the
personality of Rito after Dr. Solice.  It is logical to assume that I
present the greatest risk after her.  Perhaps you should check me first.”

His eyes were penetrating. "My thoughts exactly Ms. T'Mur."

T’Mur nodded and took a deep breath.  She had spent most of her life
avoiding melds, but in the months since her treatment she had embraced the
telepathic nature of her people and practiced the skill as much as
possible.

“Are you sure it is wise to Mind Meld?”  Quinna opened her eyes and turned
her head.  It was the first time she looked at the people in the room.
Everyone had been keeping their distance from her.  Despite the fact of how
anyone felt about her right now, still cared for them.  “With recent
treatment for Panar, a mindmeld could cause a recurrence of the condition.”

T’Mur did not turn her face.  “I appreciate your concern, Doctor, but I am
certain that not only is this the best course of action, I am completely
safe.  I have melded with Sienna and there has been no sign of symptoms of
the Pannar syndrome returning.”

Quinna shrugged and turned away.

"Are you prepared?"

“I am,” T’Mur replied calmly.

He lifted his right hand and placed fingertips at her left temple as he
began the process of lowering his mental barriers. T'Murs control had
hardened noticeably in the time she had become bonded to Sienna. There was
no deluge of emotional content in the surface contact, only the feel of
another mind near enough to touch. His left hand with his small finger high
on her right cheek, the other fingers splayed across the upper portion of
her face to her forehead touching sensitive pressure points that would give
him access to her thoughts. He spoke as he leaned closer. "My mind to your
mind, my thoughts to your thoughts."

He met the surface layers of her thoughts and passed through them, in this
way their shared consciousness becoming one slowly and with delicate
finesse. He had accomplished much in his time with the monks at Mount
Sehlaya and though not a master he was practiced in the discipline.

She could feel the wave of his thoughts slip through her own, as he
intertwined his thoughts with hers.  It was a gentle cohesion, not at all
like the forced meld of her youth.  It was… effortless.  There was no push
through, only a natural connection.  Her mind was connecting to his as
well.  His basic surface thoughts became hers, hers became his, until they
arrived at the logical conclusion.  There were no thoughts that were hers,
no thoughts that were his, there were only thoughts that were theirs.

They thought back to the encounter, could feel Sienna adding to her
strength as she completely encircled and began crushing the life from the
malignant, pernicious synthetic personality. Little knowledge could be
gleaned from it, to invite it to initiate further contact would have
brought disaster. :: A logical conclusion well considered.::

A deeper search could find no lingering trace in their mind. All that was
left were questions. Curiosity was what drove them. But there were no
answers. Nothing left to answer them. They were satisfied.  There was no
trace of the personality remaining. The only question they could answer was
if there had been enough contact with Sienna to make that transference.

Sekal began slowly to withdraw, gently untangling himself from her
thoughts. The process was long practiced and deft. He rose through her
mind, brushing the bond with Sienna but not disturbing nor intruding upon
it. He opened his eyes and raised his head, his forehead had lowered until
it had nearly touched the back of his hands. When he had regained the
surface and came clear he paused for an instant to ensure his exit was
clean. Ripples in her consciousness were non-existent. Satisfied he removed
his hands in reverse order and stepped back. "She is free of it."

T’Mur nodded, “I concur.”

Then they both looked at Sienna.  “I can easily reach into Si… Commander
Verin and give you the information you wish, but I know you would not be
satisfied without firsthand knowledge.”

"Correct. I must know for myself that she is uncompromised. As she is
partially sedated it will not be a difficult task."."

Sienna sat quietly,  her head leaning now against the wall but her focus
was on the two of them. "Go ahead, Sekal. I trust you." And she did,
despite the slight slur of her words. "Need to be sure." The last word was
more slurred than the others. There was no fear in her and with the
sedative her shields were as far down as they ever got.

He pulled a chair close before her and sat down. As she sat up toward him
her placed his hands just as he had placed them on T'Mur. He could sense
her mind just beyond a whisper of mental shielding as he dropped his own.
He prepared for the meld carefully in the event he was to meet up with the
implant, his own mental reserves bolstered by logic should be enough to
keep it at bay. And he had other reserves to call upon should it become
necessary.

"My mind to your mind, my thoughts to your thoughts." The last of Sienna’s
shields had fallen and tendrils of his thoughts began to merge with hers,
reaching outward to encompass them both. Two beings became one in thought,
one slightly dazed by the tranquilizer and the other seeking anything that
did not belong.

Sienna had practice with mind melds due to T’Mur and did not resist at all.
Of course part of that was the sedative that was leaving her slightly
dazed.  Her view of the incident showed that Dr. Solice had touched her
twice. Once in the earlier part of the encounter when the implanted
personality Rito wanted to seduce Sienna. The revulsion of that brief
physical contact had shown her that something was going on with Quinna. The
second had been the one where she had gotten her bruises and it was
prolonged. But her shields had held, and when she was assisting T’Mur she
had been mostly the oomph that had powered T’Mur’s obliterating the
personality.  Rito had been so focused on taking over Sienna that T’Mur had
been able to trap and destroy it.  She was free of the taint of it, and had
done a decent job acting on her instincts to shield the other two women so
that Rito could not infect either of them.

He searched for a moment longer then satisfied. ::You did extremely well.::
With that he began to withdraw slowly, taking care not to disturb her bond
and cause no disorientation. Once their minds were again separated he
opened his eyes and removed his hands as he leaned back in the chair.
"Commander Verin is free of it as well." He looked over at T'Mur. "It is
unnecessary for the two of you to remain. You may return with her to your
quarters."

Sienna smiled lightly as she heard his words, that she did well. Her eyes
closed completely in sheer exhaustion. In order to get her to their
quarters, T’Mur was either going to have to carry her or use the site to
site transporters, she was incapable of walking. Sienna had used the last
of her energy and was tapped out. She needed sleep and food.

T’Mur picked Sienna up in her arms like a child.  She nodded to the
captain. As much as walking through the halls with her mate in her arms was
appealing it was not logical.  ::Luma, please transport Sienna and myself
to our quarters.::

They shimmered in the transporter effect and then were gone.

Having taken care of that matter Sekal then picked up a chair and carrying
it to the side of the room Quinna was facing and sat down to wait.

(Reply: Any)

(Posted by Kris Bailey (Quinna)
Al Muir (T'Mur)
Mel Gatling (Sienna)
And Charles G (Sekal)


Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240


"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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