Colonel Addison MacKenzie - Vaporized
Addison MacKenzie
(( Corridor to Tertiary command processors - Deck 15, USS Artemis ))
All things considered, the Colonel MacKenzie and Mediator Jovenan had faced relatively little resistance as they made their way through the bowels of the Artemis in their attempt to overtake the ship. As they approached their next objective, it wasn’t until they rounded the final junction leading to the Tertiary Command Processors that they heard a voice from behind them.
T'Gol: Ah, Captain MacKenzie, it's you.
Col MacKenzie: We were just on our way to secure the tertiary command processors – we think the crew of the Desdemona will be targeting sensitive areas of the ship.
T'Gol: ::smiled:: Understood madam. But there is a problem...
Both security officers reached for their phasers on the belt.
T'Gol: ...a real captain MacKenzie a moments ago called for security...on deck eight.
Col MacKenzie: That MacKenzie is the captain of the Desdemona. You can confirm with Commander Adea – he was with her.
At least, it was part of the plan. If this MacKenzie had discovered their Genkos, it was likely that another pair of security officers were having the same conversation about mistaken identities…
Col MacKenzie: Please. Call Commander Adea to confirm. We’ll wait.
She was irritated, but they had little choice but to play along. She kept her eyes on Jovenan, the woman clearly becoming more and more nervous. Addison focused her mental energy at the Edo woman, hoping that it would be enough to signal that it was in the woman’s best interest to remain silent.
T’Gol: Very well, ma’am. Please, remain still for a moment.
The security officer tapped his badge with free hand.
T’Gol: =/\= Ensign T’Gol to Commander Adea. =/\=
Adea: =/\= Come in. =/\=
T’Gol: =/\= Sir, there is an individual on Deck 15 claiming to be Captain MacKenzie, can you… =/\=
Jovenan: She lies! She’s an imposter!
God dam-
Adea: =/\= Shoot the Edo! =/\=
And then Jovenan screamed. Well, so much for subterfuge...
Adea: =/\= If anyone has eyes on Mediator Jovenan, kill her. =/\=
She did the quick calculus in her brain, but it wasn’t long before her thoughts were interrupted by a new voice to the party.
Dakora: Starfleet Intelligence, put your hands where I can see them!
Addison pointed her weapon at Jovenan and fired, vaporizing her instantly. The poor woman didn’t have time to scream.
…good.
MacKenzie: Commander Dakora! We think Mediator Jovenan and their cyber man were attempting to gain access to the Teritary Command Processors! We haven’t come across him, but she was obviously trying to get you to think that I’m their MacKenzie.
She raised her hands, holding the weapon outright, fingers away from the trigger. She knew he cared for his MacKenzie the same way in this universe that they shared in hers, but it had obviously manifested itself differently here. Hopefully that would play to her advantage.
MacKenzie: Again, I ask that you check with Commander Adea, who can confirm my real identity…
She wondered where the hell J was… They were running out of time.
...and options.
J/Dakora/T’Gol: Response
Tag, and TBC!
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Colonel Addison MacKenzie
Commanding Officer
CIC Desdemona RNS-601
V239601AM0