Title: More Questions Than Answers: Room Service, Part One
Stardate: 2000101.03
Location: USS Eagle
Setting: VIP quarters

LCDR Valentina Tsiolkovsky, the Acting Chief Engineer, is working in one of the VIP rooms to finish the modifications that Rear Admiral Flayton had ordered. The door to the room is open and has an engineering cart set outside of it.

Val is utterly disgusted with this type of assignment and wants to get the real work done. She is working alone in the room and cursing these "housekeeping duties" and mentally lists her impressive degrees and scientific papers. She sarcastically wonders if Starfleet wants her to leave mints on the pillow while she is in the room.

Suddenly an ensign she does not recognize bursts into the room."Vhat (What) do you vhant (want)," she asks, startled, dropping the alignment probe she was using. It sinks deep into the plush carpeting.

The man wearing the ensign uniform looks angry and trapped. Upon seeing her, he changes his expression instantly. "I am sorry to trouble you. I got lost in these hallways. I just transferred on this morning," he stammers while edging closer to Val. The man who is smiling so nicely at Val is really the third intruder. He knows that he has run out of options for escape and needs a hostage. Security will have him cornered soon enough.

Continuing to stammer, as if he were groping for the right words, he inches closer. Suddenly, when he judges the distance to be about right, he lunges in an attempt to grab her. They struggle for control. It is not as easy as he had anticipated.

"There was one good thing about the thick carpeting," she thought as she hit the deck with a loud thunk, striking her head solidly. She is stunned for a second and then springs up, her blond hair flying, her jaw resolute, teeth clenched and her mind set. Now it's her turn. She aims a savage snap kick at his knee. He dodges at the last moment and absorbs the vicious blow with his thigh. Pain shoots up his leg, but he is still standing.

The intruder maneuvers and gets the advantage on her. He hits her hard in the mouth, knocking out one of her teeth and loosening several others. But that only made her madder and more determined. Meanwhile, the Chief of Security arrives outside room and finds door locked.

LCDR Tsiolkovsky had studied and excelled in the hand to hand combat courses she learned at the Academy and had spent the last three years working to improve her skills. But this is not enough, the intruder had at least ten more years of training than she did. He clearly held most of the advantages, but she had a quick mind to compensate. More importantly, though, she had the advantage of being mad. As anyone who knew her mother and father could report, this was a dangerous thing. She had inherited a temper from both of them that was to be avoided at all costs. And Valentina had a headstart on being mad before the intruder arrived.

She slams her fist into his midsection, square on his solar plexus. He gasps and grabs the probe lying on the floor. He gets up quickly and lunges again for her, bringing his right hand out to strike her with the probe. She grabs his right forearm, capturing it in a hold and brings it swiftly down over her knee. With a loud "snap", the probe sinks into the plush carpeting once again.

CDR Bond was now able to override the lockout and enters. But Val and the intruder are too close and move too fast for him to get a clear shot.Her assailant counter punches her with the other arm. Val reels for a moment. Then she thinks of something that even made her madder. Perhaps this is the saboteur who had damaged her precious ship. POW! She deals him a particularly hard and vicious blow. Then he counters and she grabs his arm. She flips him easily and then moves closer. She stands above him, putting her well polished boot over his throat to crush it. "Move and I'll khill (kill) you," she says spitting out a second tooth.

As LCDR Valentina Tsiolkovsky tries to catch her breath, she finally notices that CDR Bond has entered the room."Vell tavereesh (Well comrade), don't just stare there. Are you going to do cleaning of room or shall I get him ready for forensics?" Val asks Adam. Val ran her tongue over her gums where her missing teeth used to be. She felt a third tooth wiggle in her mouth. Part of her hoped this scum moved.

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