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One Month Prior - Vonn and Marshall... Together Again

Posted Feb. 24, 2021, 12:26 p.m. by Chief Warrant Officer Kodek Vonn (RTF Commander) (James Sinclair)

The doors to the Intel Captain’s office slid open silently. “You know I hate it when you do that.” he said without looking up. “I had the damn door locked for a reason.” The figure that entered the room was known and familiar… but no less out of place in a Starfleet Intelligence Black Site. Kodek Vonn, Breen, former bounty hunter and underworld operative, now Starfleet Intelligence asset. The imposing figure walked in and stood in front of the desk. “You told me to come. I came.” the unnaturally emotionless synthesized voice said from the helmet.

Finishing up, Captain Grant Marshall looked up… and up some more… and then got an exasperated look on his face. “Nine hells, Kodek… sit down. I’ll get a knot in my neck trying to look up at you.” The Breen slowly complied, settling themself into a chair. Marshall stared at the figure for a long time in silence before speaking. “Thanks.” Marshall said sarcastically. He tapped a few commands into his desk interface and then slid a PaDD over to Vonn. “The Brass was impressed with your work on the Swift. Well done… including tracking down that abducted prisoner.” and he he leaned back and smiled a wry smile. “Is it true you glued the suspect to the outside of his ship in an EV suit and threatened to do a re entry burn to get him to give up where the prisoner was?”

Vonn didn’t move to reach for the PaDD. They didn’t move at all, as was typical for them. Only the voice coming out was any indication the suit and helmet were anything but decor. “I don’t make threats.” was all they said. Marshall laughed softly. “No… no you don’t.” he said, speaking from his years of experience with the armored figure. He thrust his chin towards the PaDD and said “Your next assignment.”

Vonn made no move, but the voice said “How long am I going to be indentured to you, Marshall?” The Captain locked Vonn with a steel-eyed glare and smiled wickedly. “Well, I dunno Vonn. How long do you think it will take you to work off the vast array of charges I could levy against you, hmmm?” The helmet didn’t move, and no sound came from it. Marshall stared at Vonn for almost a full minute, then chuckled. “Now how the hell am I supposed to win a staring contest with you? You don’t have any eyes I can see. How do I know when you’ve blinked?” and he laughed at his own humor. “Just read it. You might actually like this. It’s a bit more… proactive… than your last post. Comes with a Commission in Starfleet, too. How about that, eh? We’ll make a real boy out of you yet. Or girl. Or whatever the hell you are.” and the smile disappeared. “Now read the damn file.” The last sentence was gruff, definitely an order.

Vonn didn’t move immediately, but finally reached out with their right arm and set their fingers on the PaDD’s display screen. Small power indicator lights lit up softly on the brace on their right wrist and the PaDD activated and the display began scrolling rapidly. Marshall scowled and said “Behave. Only the files I marked for you.” After a few moments the screen went blank and the hand withdrew. “Questions?” Marshall asked.

There was a long moment of silence, then Vonn’s voice said “I do not wish a Commission in Starfleet. If I must hold a position of authority, I will agree to your rank of Chief Warrant Officer. That should suffice to give me any needed authority. Additionally: I will require the use of my personal weapons. Non-negotiable. Lastly… This Captain Cobb. He will likely try to kill me at some point. I will defend myself.” Marshall smiled wickedly…

“I would expect nothing less, Kodek.”

Vonn / Marshall


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