Cmdr. Cliftpn / jpost / Gavin under duress / tag Gavin

[Steve Bruin]

 *** Starbase ***

ooc: JP ... thanks Mer!

(Gavin is walking about the base)

   Two men, both outwardly human, carefully eyed Gavin from a distance and kept track of his every move.  In order to carry out their task they would need to be in close proximity to their target, and also alone with him.  What they planned required total privacy in order to be successful and also to avoid alerting anyone else on the base.

   After shadowing him for several minutes, taking great care to remain unobserved, they saw him walking toward a turbolift and seized their opportunity.  Gavin stepped inside the lift and both men quickly followed him, the three of them were alone and this was a perfect situation for what they intended.  As the lift began to move toward a different level, the man standing behind Gavin produced a hypo from his pocket and shoved into the back of Gavin's shoulder.  The tranquilizer took effect within seconds and Gavin collapsed, being supported by both men by either arm.

    ***  some time later ***

   The room in which they had taken Gavin was empty, no furnishings and just a metal chair that was secured to the floor.  Gavin himself was still unconscious, but bound by both arms and legs to a chair that was too sturdy to be broken.  Some minutes later Gavin began to mutter and open his eyes, still groggy from the sedative.

   The taller of the two men, a light haired man with blue eyes noted what was happening and realized it was time to awaken their victim.  

WHAP!  He slapped Gavin hard across the face.

Thug#1:  Wake up!  Come one, wake up!  We don't have all day!

WHAP!  He smacked him again across the face.

Thug#1:  smiling : Good, glad to see you're awake. How about telling us who you are, I mean really are.  Starfleet Intelligence?

Thug No. 2 remained silent, eyeing Gavin with a somewhat strange and analytical expression upon his face.  He showed little if any emotion and seemed to be awaiting an order from his partner.

Thug#1: Yeah, we know where the real MacLaren is, on some starship somewhere, what we want you to tell us is who you are and who you work for.

Gavin: If ye wanted an introduction, there are more civilized means of making an introduction. 

Thug No. 2 merely stared blankly at Gavin, while the first goon rubbed his fist and smirked.

Thug #1: Looks like we have a comedian here.

WHAM! He punched Gavin hard in his mid-section, causing severe pain.

Thug #1:  How did you like that punch line?

Gavin: Ye're right bout one thing.  Commander Colin MacLaren MD serves as Chief Medical Officer on the USS Odyssey. I have never claimed to be him. Now just who are you and for whom do you work.

::Gavin was getting really tired of being slapped by men too cowardly to try to strike him in an even match. He knew he was still groggy from sedation, but even asleep, he could send a message to Colin. Identical twins often had uncanny ability to communicate with each other even when not partly Betazoid. He sent out a call for help even though he wasn't sure just where he was.  Colin and Johanna would figure it out.::

Thug #1: Never mind who we are.  Right now we're the people that can either kill you, or set you free.  Just listen, Mister, all we want to know is who you work for and how much you know about Senator Silva.  You are your friend followed her, had her arrested and from what we understand, your partner just paid her a visit.  So who?  Are you Starfleet Intelligence, Galactic Bureau of Investigation? Maybe some private outfit who somehow learned something and wanted to cut yourselves in for a piece of the action?

Gavin: Ye are making things verra bad for yourselves and whoever is stupid enough to be paying you. All ye had to do was ask. Just as I have never claimed to be Commander Colin MacLaren, I have never claimed to be in Starfleet.  I am Ambassador Gavin MacLaren, senior diplomat for the United Federation of Planets. Ye would be surprised at how vicious they can be with anyone violating diplomatic immunity.  It is the one, long standing rule that even sworn enemies within the Federation agree upon. 

Thug #1: Looking very, very sarcastic :  Okay Mister Diplomat, whatever you say.  You wanna do this the hard way, we can take that route too.

Gavin: If ye go any further with this, ye'll be hunted down to the end of the farthest galaxy. Och, and did I mention that my close friend, Commander Clifton is like a blood hound when he wants to find someone....and then there is my sister, who is captain of a starship....all those weapons it carries. She's verra fond of me, ye see. D'ye ken about Scots? From time immemorial, they've been renowned as being verra clannish. Hurt one of them, and all their relatives will track ye until the ends of the earth to get revenge. So, I suggest that ye bring me back to where ye found me.

Thug #1: Oh, that just scares me right to death.  You know, I don't think you have any idea what you've gotten yourself involved in.  We can make you disappear without any trace whatsoever, I mean it's not like we haven't done it before, and as for your buddy Clifton ...

   A slow, sadistic smile came across the mans face.

Thug#1:  Let's just say, I hope you bid him a nice good-bye when you last talked with him, because quite soon now he won't be any problem to us whatsoever.

   Stepping away to an open doorway leading to an adjacent room, muttered a few words to someone inside and returned his gaze to Gavin.

Thug #1: I told you we could take the hard way, so now I guess you'll find out what that is.

Tag: Gavin

   From inside the adjacent room a third person appeared, wheeling in some kind of device on a rolling cart.  This new person was dressed differently than the 2 goons, the third person wore baggy, black coveralls that covered their entire body.  Humanoid definitely, but hardly recognizable due to a face mask covering their face, dark goggles covering their eyes and a black scarf wrapped about their head to cover their hair (assuming they had any hair to cover).

Tag: Gavin

   The new person situated the cart near Gavin and then retreated to a far corner of the room, as if worried that some clue to their identity might be revealed.  Walking over to the machine Thug 1 activated it and then set about untangling some wires.

Thug #1: Don't fret, Mister Diplomat, this will hurt you a lot more than it will hurt me.

Tag: Gavin

   At that point the goon set about attaching a few contacts to either side of Gavin's head, each one wired to the machine much like a device that would take an EKG.  Once he was finished he took a few moments to make some adjustments and then switched on the terrifying machine.

Tag: Gavin

Thug #1:  Okay, so let's start with your name.  Your real name, this time.

Tag: Gavin

   Painful energy coursed through Gavin's body, putting him in a state of pure agony for a few moments.

Tag: Gavin

Thug#2 stepped a bit closer to the machine, eyeing the read-outs in a very close manner while No. 1 kept an eye on Gavin.

Thug #1: Do you work for Starfleet Intelligence, or some other Intelligence group?

Tag: Gavin

   Again agonizing pain shot through Gavin's body.

Thug #1: Why were you trailing Senator Silva?  Where did you get any information on her?

Tag: Gavin

Gavin MacLaren

Senior Diplomat

3 unnamed thugs

simmed by

Steve

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