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Gearing Up (Part 1)

Posted on Fri Jul 27, 2018 @ 12:52pm by Ketacyn Aumar
Edited on on Sun Nov 25, 2018 @ 8:30pm

Mission: S01E02: First Unity
Location: Langley Station - Tier E - Vink's No-Tel
Timeline: MD06 2200 Hours

Ash came out of the bathroom in just a towel, drying his hair with another, leaving the perpetually mussy dirty blonde locks even messier. He had been pleasantly surprised that Vink’s No-Tel was actually not that bad. Water pressure and hot water had been great.

Ash stood at the foot of the bed, staring at Rilasa as she lay there, perfectly still, her green eyes closed. She had turned off her holo-disguise. She was no longer Human, but obviously Romulan. The red hair was still there, but it was a short and spiky pixie cut. Beneath her closed lids, her eyes were still green, but of a hue that indicated they were not natural. Her arms and legs were a transparent synthflesh that showed the metallic cybernetic limbs beneath. At her collar and along her limbs were small lenses, advanced experimental holo-emitters that let her change her appearance. Her head lay on a pillow, but under her neck, settled at the base of her skull, was a black box plugged into the station power. It was charging the reverse engineered Borg nanites that flowed through her.

Rilasa wore only black athletic underwear and support bra, leaving what was left of her body bare. Ash admired the hard, firm tones of her muscled torso, but it, too was marked by scars, the surgeries that replaced her internal organs with bio-mechanical synthetics to make her better, the perfect soldier. Ash sat on the edge of the bed and traced a finger gently along a scar that spanned Rilasa’s abdomen, caressing her skin.

Rilasa’s hand shot out in a crushing grip and her eyes opened.

Ash winced and waited for the Romulan to release his hand, then shook it to get the tingling out.

“Sorry. You are still beautiful, Ril,” Ash murmured. “Feel better?”

Rilasa took a breath and nodded, sitting up. “Yes, all these Borg parts are beautiful,” she said dryly.

Ash smiled. He leaned in and stole a kiss.

Rilasa was a bit surprised .It had been a long time since she had been touched in such a way. She found herself kissing him back, her memories going back to their time together on Iawu, when he seduced her to get intel on her father…

Rilasa pulled away and grabbed Ash’s throat. His eyes opened in surprise and he grabbed at the synthflesh of her wrist. But his strength was no match for the cyber-limb as she lifted him off his feet. Her green eyes flashed with the unnatural coldness of her programming.

Ash gave up on Rilasa’s wrist and grabbed her face. The Romulan woman gasped as she felt him in her mind.

Rilasa, calm down. You don’t want to do this. Fight your programming, Ash’s voice in her mind spoke, soothing her. Remember why we’re here. A young face came to the forefront of her mind.

“Nali…” Rilasa whispered.

Ash gasped for air as Rilasa released him. He coughed and smiled.

Rilasa stared at Ash coldly. “You play with fire, Danrisa,” she warned.

“I always did like the heat,” Ash teased back.

Rilasa grabbed his throat again, though with more control this time. She pulled him to her and kissed him hard, bruisingly, her other hand tearing away his towel as she turned and pushed him onto the bed.


An hour later Ash finally got up from the bed, his sore muscles protesting. He watched Rilasa pulling on the tight black bodysuit she usually wore. It hugged and enhanced her feminine curves, holding things in place, but left her arms and legs bare.

“We have things to do. No more dallying,” the Romulan woman said sharply. With a thought, the small ports on her arms, legs, and collar lit and her form shivered. The Romulan was gone, and the Human had returned, now in a nondescript slacks and tunic.

“Not sure I had much choice,” Ash said with a satisfied grin. He dressed quickly, just as nondescriptly. “I reached out to some friends, found a contact that might be able to hook us up with some weapons,” Ash told her. “A place called The Lonely Star.”

“Quaint,” Rilasa said drolly, slipping a few knives around her person. Station weapon scanners were set to detect energy weapons or chemical propellants. Most low lifes liked to still have some sort of protection on them, and unless they tried to go to a sensitive area of the station, the knives wouldn’t set off any alarms.

Ash slipped a few knives about his person as well. “Not quaint. More like a dive. But the owner is an El-Aurian that trades in information and connections.”

Rilasa nodded. “And she’s attractive, I suppose?”

Ash shrugged. “Never met her. Contrary to popular belief, I haven’t slept with every woman in the quadrant.”

Rilasa actually smiled.


Mysterious stranger
NPC Megan DuBois

Mysterious stranger
NPC Megan DuBois


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