Commander Wil Ukinix - Private Universe (Part 1)
Wil Ukinix
((XO’s office, Level 3, Amity Outpost))
Amity’s affable and earnest XO was welcoming the newest Medical Officer, the hybrid Vulcan/Human T’Pel.
Ukinix: How was the trip out here?
T’Pel: :suppressed a strong urge to chuckle, she felt the edge of her lips begin to curl, but maintained her composure.:: It was...enlightening, sir. In all honesty, it was my first long trek through space. The accommodations were ::she paused for a moment:: adequate.
Wil smiled a little when he sensed amusement in T’Pel. oO Definitely half human. Oo
Ukinix: Fair enough. Oh, and normally you’d be checking in with Ambassador Vataix. Given this is a Federation Diplomatic Corp outpost, she’s our commanding officer. But the Ambassador is recovering from a mild concussion after travelling back early from Idrustix, a colony planet being settled by three houses of Betazed. So - ::smile, sing slap of thighs:: you get me!
T’Pel: Understood, Commander.
Wil smiled and handed over the PADD he had picked up earlier from his desk, which contained a large amount of orientation material. On it was a picture of Ikaia Wong, the Chief Medical Officer.
Ukinix: This is Lieutenant Wong, our Chief Medical Officer, we’ll get you to meet them soon. Did you have a specialty field at the Academy?
T’Pel: ::hazel hues glanced up from the PADD to Commander Ukinix:: I specialized in Xenobiology/pathophysiology during my medical studies at the Academy, Commander.
Wil nodded, making a mental note of those specialisations.
Ukinix: We’ll also need you get an apartment in the habitat ring sorted. ::Small handwave:: But we’ll get to all that later. We’ve got a little puzzle going on at the moment and we might get you on duty straight away to help us out. Before that though, do you have any questions for me?
T’Pel seemed to ponder for a moment as she looked at the PADD, before placing it down on the table.
T’Pel: Just one, Commander...Tell me more about this puzzle?
A smile formed across Wil’s face, before he clasped his hands on the table and leaned forward just a little.
Ukinix: Straight down to business, ay? Fair enough. ::looking up:: Computer, replay video from mezzanine from earlier, focus on Tri’lea Polgonz and unknown associate.
The computer gave out a confirmation chirp, before a flat holographic display appeared out of the wall. Zoomed in near Janaran Fountain was Tri’lea, and the unknown woman – or, at least, person who had female appearance. Green squares appeared around their face, the computer showing it.
Ukinix: On the left is Daughter Ascendant Tri’lea Polgonz, a noble from Betazed. She spends a lot of time here, as part of our Betazed’s colonisation efforts on the planet Idrustix. As for that other person? Dunno yet. A fresh pair of eyes is always good, anything of interest to you?
T’Pel: Response
The console on Wil’s desk began to repeatedly chirp. It indicated a high priority message, meaning he had to check it. He casually stood up from the table to walk towards his desk while responding to T’Pel.
Polgonz: ::Tapping at console while still speaking:: The other puzzle piece is that Ambassador Vataix came back early, and-
Wil cut himself off abruptly, as he read what was on the console screen that was visible only to him from behind his desk:
STARFLEET COMMAND AUTOMATED ALERT
Classified Protocol Access Required
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ATTENTION: Commander Wil Ukinix, First Officer, Amity Outpost.
THIS IS A PRIORITY ONE AUTOMATED ALERT.
You are about to access a highly sensitive and classified protocol issued by Starfleet Command. The contents following is of utmost importance to the safety and security of the Federation. By acknowledging this alert, you confirm your understanding that strict confidentiality and adherence to the protocol are mandatory.
FAILURE TO COMPLY MAY RESULT IN SEVERE PENALTIES BY STARFLEET.
Please take all necessary precautions to maintain the integrity and security of this information.
The colour from Wil’s face drained for a moment.
T’Pel: Response
Ukinix: ::Tapping at and looking at console:: Um-
He was unable to answer T’Pel in any real way, very clearly distracted by what he had just read.
After entering several on-screen silent authorisation codes into the console, his pupils dilated when the next screen appeared:
PROTOCOL PARALLAX
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SUMMARY
Protocol Parallax is a highly classified operational directive issued by Starfleet Command. It addresses the identification, containment, and assessment of individuals originating from an alternate reality parallel to our own.
The computer has automatically triggered this protocol based on a recent tricorder reading and transporter log analyses, which indicate a high probability of the presence of these individuals within our space-time continuum.
This protocol outlines the necessary steps to be taken upon detecting these individuals, ensuring their isolation, and initiating a thorough investigation. The objective is to determine their origin, assess potential threats to our universe, and implement countermeasures to safeguard the integrity of the baseline continuum.
As the First Officer and Starfleet's highest representative on Amity Outpost, you have been entrusted with the responsibility of executing Protocol Parallax. It is imperative that you strictly adhere to the procedures and guidelines outlined in the following sections. Failure to do so may jeopardize the safety and security of the Federation.
Remember, the details contained within this protocol are classified and should only be shared with entrusted, authorized, and relevant personnel. The sensitivity of this information demands the highest level of confidentiality, to which they must be informed.
Wil blinked his eyes for a few times, before standing and looking at Ensign T’Pel again. He gave her a quick smile in an attempt at reassurance, before tapping his combadge.
Ukinix: =/\= Ukinix to Carter, Iovianus, Wong, Hopper and Reade. Report to the situation room in ten minutes. Priority one. Ukinix out. =/\=
He chewed his bottom lip a little, before looking at T’Pel once more.
Ukinix: Ensign, you’re definitely getting straight down to business. Something’s come up, can you head to the Situation Room on Level 6? I’ll meet you there with the rest of the crew to brief all of you.
T’Pel: Response
Wil smiled, and stood at relaxed attention from behind his desk.
Ukinix: And welcome aboard, Ensign. Dismissed.
TBC…
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Commander Wil Ukinix
Starfleet attaché and First Officer
Amity Outpost
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