ILLUMINARRPG: (6-2325)- CO Captain Sekal & CMO Dr. Quinna Solice

[Charles Gatling]

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

(USS Illuminar  - Deck 5 - Sickbay - Isolation Room 1 - CO Captain Sekal &
CMO Dr. Quinna Solice - 2325)

He had remained silently in the chair except to answer questions from the
nurse about the doctor's injuries with as few details as possible and
Vulcans were notoriously deft at avoiding adding extraneous detail. The
nurse finally gave up trying to pry out who had caused it and why. The
Captain certainly had the strength to cause them but from the looks of it
he was hiding the participation of someone else or Doctor Solice would have
had him thrown out.

“So, Good thing that Commander Verin and Ensign T’Mur are clear.”  Quinna
said.

"Agreed. And I expect that Ensign T'Murs report on your freedom from it
will be validated as well. This will also be 'good' news.”

“What are you thinking right now?”  Quinna wanted to sit up, but crossed
legs at the ankle.

He crossed his arms as he turned His head slightly. "I am thinking that too
many of my officers have been caught up in deadly events and that Roanoke
needs to be disposed of completely at the earliest available opportunity
Doctor."

“This goes much further than the Roanoke.”  Quinna started, “We all knew
about doing deadly events when we signed up.  No regrets.”

"You are correct. Roanoke needs backers to finance their depredations and
we have another mission to deal with first however the presence of that
organization in StarFleet, even spread out as they are believed to be
endangers the overall mission of the fleet and cannot be allowed. I have no
'regrets' doctor but I do understand the importance of removing those that
threaten my ship and crew and I will make every effort to do so."

Quinna thought for a moment.  “Sanchez does not know who else is involved.
But he said he needed to get to Altair Four.”

Sekal tilted his head showing interest. "Did he say why?"

“The Admiral knows it all.”

"An Admiral? Did he give a name?"

“I don’t remember a name, but there is a PADD amongst Sanchez’s things.  I
think it may have the information on the Admiral.”  Quinna said.  “He was
starting to lose it towards the end.”

Sekal pondered this for a moment. "I will instruct Mr. Weston to search his
quarters if he has not already done so. While the majority of the Admiralty
was sacked it is possible one may have infiltrated the current group. Was
there anything else?"

“Don’t you want to pursue this?  Send someone to gather more information?”
Quinna wanted to know what was going to happen next.

"I am pursuing it, doctor. As Captain I have many duties to attend to and
orders of my own to follow. As for Altair Four, I will add that to my
report and you may be certain they will be interested in hearing it. If
Illuminar can be spared to investigate directly you may rest assured that
we will do so. One ship cannot do everything which is why we exist within a
fleet."

“No I guess not, but…” Quinna was about to suggest she could move in where
Sanchez left off. “Nevermind, forget it.  You would never let me.  I
suppose…”

"Let you what doctor?" He turned to regard her fully with a look of
curiosity on his face.

“Continue on Sanchez’s mission.”  And it was out there.

"And what was Sanchez's mission Doctor besides murdering me and acting as
an infiltrator on my ship?" He asked.

“Well maybe ‘completing his mission’  is a poor choice of words.  But I
could take the lead back and find out exactly who this admiral that is
leading the rally for your death.”  Quinna said.  “Sanchez says he has
evidence against you.  We could get enough evidence to bring this, for lack
of a better work, Syndicate down.”  Quinna suggested.

"Doctor there is no "evidence" to use against me nor will there be. You
were subject to the ravings of a dying mind." He leaned back in the chair.
"And I can think of no logical justification for my chief medical officer
to use herself as a go-between on my behalf in defense of my actions. While
we do certainly take on an element of risk as members of the fleet there is
sound reasoning behind it as space itself is a hazard that has to be
managed along with the assorted conflicts that occur. The risks and hazards
you are volunteering for are unacceptable for the lead physician on my
staff."

“Obviously, I am replaceable.  Not needed.  I am living proof of that. But
this group, This Admiral and his minions are going after a prominent member
of the family.  And now they are after others.  They need to be stopped.”
Quinna was speaking from the heart and not the mind.  “However illogical
this sounds, you are family to me.”

He leaned forward in the chair with elbows on his knees. "Doctor humans
tend to see Vulcans as disdainful of life, cold and calculating and willing
to sacrifice anyone on the slightest provocation but that is far from the
case for most. The crew and his ship were of primary importance to my
father and it is the same with me. No one on my crew is expendable, none
are replaceable and none will be needlessly sacrificed. Were it necessary
to order one to the death to insure the survival of the others I would do
so without hesitation but not without questioning my own motivation."

He got quickly to his feet. "What happened when you were under the control
of the implant which I know to have existed, what you did has not and will
not be held against you. I have implicit trust in T'Mur and what she
experienced. Once again your offer to place yourself in danger for myself
and others is denied. We have others on board who are far better suited to
the task due to experience and training and you with your experience are
not replaceable in sickbay. Had you not been available I would not be
standing before you. The ones who are fomenting insurrection within the
fleet will be run to ground in time, it is only logical and they will not
find myself or any of the Admiralty a simple target."

Quinna may have respect for the captain, and she know as well as everyone
that he was not uncaring, but she did feel that he was not seeing her full
potential.  “You have to know, I respect you and your decisions.  I will
not promise to stay out of anything that will effect the family.  I really
don’t want to go beyond your orders.”

He had tested her resolve, now it was time to see if she was truly ready.
"Explain to me Doctor, give me a logical reason why I should allow you to
trace this lead back to its source, how you intend to do so and I will
reconsider."

Quinna looked at the captain.  She used her rational calm thinking voice.
She wanted to sit up, but the equipment would not allow her.  She did the
best she could.  “Well, first of all, I am already set in the perfect
position.  Whomever else is involved probably already knows about the
attack on Commander Verin.  I can maintain my distance and make it look
like I am isolating myself from everyone.  I assume that has already
gathered the attention of others. Sanchez told me enough, and if I can
access the PADD then we will know more.  You have secured this room so only
you and I will know the truth.  No one will have to be involved.”

"And if you are confronted?"

“That is part of the point.  We want them to confront me.  To ‘recruit’
me.”  Quinna added.

"Then you will bring Mister Weston into it?"

Quinna had to think for a second. “Why, he may be a liability in this.  He
is a burned ag… um.  No.  This should stay between us?”  She knew Michael
was an expert at this but she was not sure if anyone would approach her if
she was not alone.

"You misunderstand. You needn't bring him front and center into your plan
but he will be a valuable resource of information and tactics. You can also
use him as a middle man to report to me. You will need backup doctor and
without it I will not allow you to undertake this." His tone was flat and
final.

Quinna agreed. “I agree to this.”  Now all Quinna had to worry about is
talking to Michael.

Sekal turned as there was a knock at the door. "Come."

The nurse reentered to check the results of the neuro scan. While she
looked over the results he clasped his hands behind his back and waited.

"A clean bill of health Doctor." The nurse turned and smiled at Quinna.

Quinna was quick to remove the probes and sit up. “Thanks.  Can I go now?”
Quinna asked.

"You are stable and appear ready. When that shot wears off if you have any
trouble just let us know but there shouldn't be an issue. I'm releasing
you." The nurse gave her a small bottle of 10 pills. "Just in case you need
an anti-inflammatory and it's mild. Don't even think about ducking us if
you have trouble breathing."

“Really, would I do that?”  Quinna moved to stand up.  “I never think of
hiding out.”

Sekal moved from his place. "Good evening Doctor, I will see you tomorrow."
Then moved toward the door. "Luma you may remove the seal on this room."

(Reply: None)

(Posted by Kris Bailey. (Quinna)
And Charles G. (Sekal)






Charles Gatling
Commanding Officer
USS Illuminar
NCC 61240


"The light shines brightest amidst the deepest darkness."
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