JP Lt. Cmdr's T'Lea & Indobri - Kidnapped! Part 2
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Part 2
((Lightside station – Corridor 538-46D, Maintenance Section))
Karise had lost sight of T’Lea. She knew the woman had come this way, but where she had gone, Karise couldn’t know. And then she was nearly knocked senseless by a telepathic shout.
((Kensale Shuttle))
T’Lea folded inwardly and away from the man she had captive in his seat. She reached for her head in searing pain, and then felt a boot plant itself in her chest and kick her away. Normally such an impact would have hurt, but it was nothing measured up to the agony lighting up her neural pathways.
When the torture finally subsided, the Romu-vulc glanced up through stinging eyes and saw Marot shaking out his wrist and rubbing his neck. His phaser was now in the other hand, and aimed at her.
Marot: ~~Sit the frak down. Now.~~
And make it easy for him?
T’Lea: No.
He didn’t need to skim her mind this time. He already knew the end result of her statement, and so he shot her.
Down T’Lea crumbled to the deck landing unceremoniously on the floor.
Marot: Damn it. This would have been so much easier if you had just sat down.
He stuffed the phaser in the back of his belt, and reached down for T’Lea’s unconscious body. With great effort and a rather humorous struggle he managed to get her upright and start to move her toward a soft luxury recliner. He was almost there when an unexpected guest appeared in the shuttle door way.
Karise had been able to determine the direction the mental shout had come from, so once she recovered her bearings, she scrambled in that direction. Whatever or whoever had done that had been desperate and could be injured. She found herself outside the door of a rather impressive looking shuttle. She stepped to the door to see if she could see who had shouted and saw a rather strange sight. T’Lea was being held by a man who Karise couldn’t recognize and it appeared she was unconscious.
Indobri oO Was it T’Lea that had shouted? But it didn’t sound like her. Oo
Karise didn’t like what she was seeing and decided she needed to do something. Clearly T’Lea was injured and was going to need some medical attention anyway.
Indobri: Um...Excuse me…
Marot froze with T’Lea in a rather curious embrace. How was he going to explain this?
Marot: Oh. Oh, thank the gods. ::over his shoulder at the console:: There was a short. She said she wasn’t feeling well, and then passed out. Help me get her in the chair.
Indobri oO Well, maybe it was her then. I should look her over, at the very least. Oo
Indobri: Let me take a look at her.
Karise stepped all the way inside and reached for T’Lea’s limp form.
Marot: Who are you? What are you doing here?
Grateful for the assistance from the cute woman, Marot literally handed T’Lea’s body over to her, which put all the difficulty on Indobri and allowed him enough time to make a decision about what to do with her.
Indobri: I’m a doctor. Her doctor, in fact.
Marot: Huh. Well that’s lucky. But not for you.
He pulled the phaser on her.
Marot: Take both comm badges off and throw them out the door.
Karise froze at the sight of the phaser, doing her best not to panic. Clearly she had accidentally stumbled into something untoward. She had a quick flashback to the shared delusion and wondered just how much of T’Lea’s alter ego was really consistent with her true personality. Not that this was her fault. Karise was going to have to think fast if she was going to stay alive. She carefully laid T’Lea down, so as to not injure her any further than she already was.
Indobri: Okay, easy. I am sure we can work things out here.
Marot set the phaser to kill, and gave the weapon a firm point at Indobri.
Marot: I need her alive. Not you. Get rid of the communicators and you live. Simple choice.
Indobri: Alright.
She slowly reached down and took T’Lea’s comm badge, then removed her own. Standing slowly, she moved around him, careful to keep him and the phaser in view.
Indobri: :: as she spoke, she used her voice to cover the sound of her activating one of the comm badges :: What do you want with T’Lea?
He strengthened his aim.
Marot: Ask me again.
Indobri: Alright, I will get rid of them. But we’re both Starfleet officers. You don’t really think you’re going to get far after kidnapping two of their officers, do you?
Karise tossed the comm badges out, hopeful that whoever had been listening had heard enough to know they needed assistance.
Marot: Now why did you go and do that?
His mind brushed her motivations, which was surprisingly easy considering a Rodulan’s telepathic abilities. Did she want him to know, or was she truly that weak?
No matter, while yanking the woman away from the door, he struck her across the face with the phaser, allowing him time to seal the hatch.
Indobri: Ahhh. Take it easy.
Marot: Now sit down and strap yourselves in.
That phaser had really hurt and she wondered if he hadn’t knocked a few teeth loose. Karise moved back over to T’Lea and carefully lifted her and strapped her into a seat before moving to the one next to her and strapping herself in.
Indobri: There. No more need for your demonstrations of strength.
Marot: Thank you for your cooperation.
He pulled the trigger unleashing a heavy stun.
Karise barely had time to register the beam of red light before she lost all consciousness.
Marot: Should have done that in the first place.
With a shrug he checked the seat belts, and then headed to the cockpit. The two would be out long enough to meet the faux Bajoran Captain and complete the deal.
TBC in Part 3
Lieutenant Commander T’Lea
Historian/Archaeology Specialist
USS Juneau
Author ID I238301T10
&
Lt Commander Karise Indobri, MD
Chief Medical Officer
USS Juneau NX-99801
A239412S10