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What's Done In The Dark

Posted on Fri Aug 11th, 2017 @ 4:54am by Lieutenant Kazyah Linn & Ensign Ahira Kasamoto

Mission: S2E1 - Secrets
Location: Kaz's Office
Timeline: MD 100; 1223 hours

Kaz sat in his office, his fingers drumming on the top of his desk as he waited for one of his staff to arrive. Having more than a singular Starfleet Intelligence Officer aboard a starship was quite rare, three was practically unheard of. And because of the ship's stagnant position lately, there wasn't much for the department to do. Kaz even tried to get his two underlings reassigned elsewhere, not wanting to deal with them, but his request had been denied twice.

The chime at his door rang.

"Enter," he said, his voice thick with annoyance.

Not, in any way being telepathic, Ahira entered the room with a smile. The smile froze on his face. He could read body language and his boss' body language spoke volumes.

"You know," he said evenly, "you always seem to be in a bad mood when I'm around. Have I done something to piss you off?"

"You're very overly confident to think that you have the power to affect my emotional state," Kaz said, turning towards the computer screen on his desk. "Sit."

"Just reading your body language," Ahira replied as he followed the other man's orders and sat.

"Being observant is fine, Ensign. But don't feel the need to comment on everything you observe." Kaz pulled a PADD away from the Computer terminal and slid it across his desk to the man. "We have an alien vessel on board. "I need you to interface with it and download the entire memory banks. I also need a detailed schematic of the vessel and I'd like for you to analyze it and give me a few recommendations as to how we can destroy it. And you are to not be seen doing any of this. Understood?"

Ahira took the PAdD and looked at it. "I'll do what I can, but analysis is not my strong suit. I wasn't aware the Captian wanted the vessel destroyed. Why all the secrecy?"

"We don't answer to the Captain, and it would be good for you to remember that. We are representatives of Starfleet Intelligence." Kaz slid another PADD towards the young man. "Also, you ask too many questions and you talk a lot. Mind your mouth. We're supposed to be listening, not blabbing our secrets to the world."

Kaz's gaze fixed straight onto the man. While it wasn't said out loud, Kaz was sure his point was being communicated clearly.

"I'm not babbling secrets to the world I'm discussing things with a colleague. And with all due respect sir I have to ask are we talking about Starfleet Intel, or Section 31?"

"Does it matter?" Kaz asked, standing up. "The point is, as a member of Starfleet Intelligence, you have access to highly classified information. You are not at liberty to speak of things that should not be spoken of."

"I'm not going to speak of it to anyone else. I'll come up with a plan and be ready to put it into action. I'm just a little concerned with going over the Captain's head.

"Who said I was going over the Captain's head?" Kaz asked, leaning on the desk. "You have no idea what the Captain and I discuss. And you aren't privy to the orders she gives me. Or the orders that Starfleet Intelligence gives me. Because at the end of the day, you report to me. You follow my orders. And I have given you orders, Ensign. Is that clear?"

"Crystal sir," the hybrid officer said, his expression turning neutral. He'd never been a very trusting individual, both his childhood and recent past gave him strong reasons not to be. So, he didn't fully believe the other man. But he knew better than to argue. He'd pick his fights and this wasn't one he wanted to take on. At least at the moment. "Anything else sir?"

Kaz stood back up, a pleased look on his face. "No, that will be all. I'd like this information as soon as possible. We have a very tight deadline."

"I'll have it to you by the end of day tomorrow."

"You have five hours." Kaz turned around and faced the large screen that adorned the bulkhead behind his desk. "You're dismissed."

Ahira nodded, pivoted on his heel and exited the room.

 

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