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OUR STAR TREK PBEM STORIES: AT WHAT PRICE TO KEEP THEM SAFE?
Title: At What Price to Keep Them Safe?
Location: Pandora's Box
Setting: CO's Office
"He's here," the Yeoman said over the comms.
"Let him in," said the Captain. "Then enjoy a long lunch. Return half an hour
before the next meeting, " he ordered.
"Yes, sir," the Yeoman replied.
Dr S'Traht entered. He brought a stack of padds and other things besides his
Captain Kamranov secured the room. Neither his Yeoman nor anyone else listen
would be able to listen in or enter.
Dr. S'Traht didn't waste time on greetings, put his things down, and opened his
tricorder that was hanging from a strap on his shoulders. He began scanning the
Captain. He knew the Captain was comfortable around Vulcans and there wasn't a
lot of time to waste on the usual conversations to make Human patients feel at ease.
"Not going well?" he asked, looking at the readings.
"Been worse," the Captain replied.
"I'll see what I can do to fix that," the old Doctor said.
"Been difficult keeping them (all the identities) all straight. It's hard to keep a handle on Nikolai some moments. When do all the memories for him, er, me come back?" he asked.
"I am not sure. Your encephalitis and accident seems to have altered the
expected time table," he explained.
"There so much I can't remember but I seem to be able to recall technical and procedural type items fine. You sure I am married?" he asked.
"Yes," said the doctor. And that you have a son," he added quickly.
Nikolai shook his head.
"Some of this will remain hidden for their protection and safety even after you successfully resume Kamranov until you leave
the service," the doctor reminded.
"I know. Just seems there should be something more," he said.
"Give it time. If it helps, she's young and pretty with golden ringlets of hair.
You married her four years ago next week. Your son is two, also blonde with ringlets," he said.
Captain Kamranov shook his head.
"I'll give you something else to help with that and ... It will suppress more of
Dulles," he said reaching into his medical bag.
"I have one more meeting with someone from the Victory. I'd like to at least
have what little I can recall of my time there available," Captain Kamranov
"I don't think that's a good idea," the old doctor said.
"Proceed then," the Captain said.
Dr S'Traht injected him with the hypospray. "Your stomach and head?" he asked,
already knowing the answer from the tricorder readings.
"Yes and yes," the Captain replied.
The old doctor anticipated that before he left Sickbay and took out an another
preloaded hypo. "About fifteen minutes," he said. "Don't want to give you
anything too strong. After the rest we need to be patient and let this take its
course. Then decide if anything further is needed. I know how you take longer to
"All right. Proceed," he ordered.
The doctor hypoed him again. "Your Yeoman said it was your lunch break.. ." he
started to say, deliberately over emphasizing looking around and seeing none.
"Yes?" he replied.
"Soup?" said the doctor knowing what a number the memory drugs were doing on the
"Yes," Nikolai said reluctantly. Then it sounded good as he thought about soup... soup with chunks of...
"Plomeek?" S'Traht asked.
"Yes," the Captain replied. He was going to say something else but that thought
like a dream evaporated as the drugs started to work when the suggestion
Dr. S'Traht went to the replicator, got it and some tea for the Captain. "Ill
wait and see how it works. May I join you?" he asked setting the Captain's soup
and tea out.
"Of course," the Captain said.
The doctor helped himself to the replicator and made himself his lunch. He sat
down with one of the padds to work on reports, while he waited to how the drugs would work on the Captain.
Captain Kamranov went back to his terminal to read over the person file of his
last person to meet to day from the victory Lieutenant Llewellyn Moreau, Chief
Communications Officer. He looked over it again and knew he was missing the
insight he had before lunch. Nikolai switched over to the personal notes he had written to try and fill in some of the additional new gaps in his memory made by the latest injection.
The Yeoman returned and sat down at his desk. He buzzed the Captain to make sure
he knew of his return.
Dr. S'Traht arose. "May I?" he asked noting the Captain was deep in thought. He
picked up his tricorder.
Captain Kamranov shut down the screen. "Proceed," he said looking up.
The old doctor scanned him one last time. "Best we can do for now. You should
clear your schedule tomorrow if you can," he said.
"Depends," the Captain replied.
"Call again if you need me," the doctor said.
"Vhill do. Spahceebo (Thank you). See you after the shift," Captain Kamranov replied absently,
unsecuring the room.
"Good," said Dr. S'Traht, noticing a couple of things besides that the Captain would come to Sickbay later to see him. He picked up his things and left.
The Captain buzzed his Yeoman. "All set," he said.
"I'll be right in," the Yeoman replied.
He entered as he had the other times to go over the information with the Captain
on who was coming next to meet with him.
"Last one from the Victory, sir," the Yeoman told him and pulled up a photo.
"Lieutenant Llewellyn Moreau. Communications Chief. Her mother is Yvette
Moreau, one of the leading independent linguists and interpreters in the
Federation. Father is deceased, no siblings. Unmarried, no children and no
record of any significant other in her life," he continued. "She's an expert in
Linguistics and body language and holds a specialty in design and repair of
communication equipment. She speaks more languages than I can list in a timely
manner, and understands more than that. She has what they call, a natural ear.
Give her enough examples of a language and she can pick it up. She has a degree
in both modern and dead languages, and a degree in Anthropology. She'll most
likely see this sudden TAD assignment as a positive move and a challenge. Her
personality is bright and friendly. She's French, sir. On the outside she
appears very superficial, but she's quite a passionate and intense woman. Very
into her work. She graduated top of her class out of the Academy and excelled
in Communication Specialist School. Her former CO's have had nothing by high
praise for her work. A couple of them didn't want to let her go," he added.
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ACEO,Lieutenant Commander Piper Chayton
COMMO, Lieutenant Llewellyn Moreau
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VLO, Sublieutenant Yunarra
AIO, Ensign Molly Ferweiler
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