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Side Sim - Honeymoon Packing List: Lingerie, Swimsuits, Handcuffs, And Some Light Espionage

Posted Nov. 27, 2023, 2:45 a.m. by Lieutenant Commander Dr. Solomon Kane (Research & Development) (James Sinclair)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Alexis Kane (Assistant Chief Medical Officer) in Side Sim - Honeymoon Packing List: Lingerie, Swimsuits, Handcuffs, And Some Light Espionage

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Dr. Solomon Kane (Research & Development) in Side Sim - Honeymoon Packing List: Lingerie, Swimsuits, Handcuffs, And Some Light Espionage

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Alexis Kane (Assistant Chief Medical Officer) in Side Sim - Honeymoon Packing List: Lingerie, Swimsuits, Handcuffs, And Some Light Espionage
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The ambulance actually did go to the hospital. The patient was admitted. Was seen by a doctor and was treated for everything Alexis said was wrong.

Only she and Kane weren’t there.

Well, someone was there. Two someones. One was a beautiful woman in a dress identical to Alexis. One was a crazy haired guy in a tux with some tattoos. But the real Kane and Kane; they were thousands of kilometers away on board a sleek and very fast Vulcan courier ship currently crewed by them and them alone.

Kane was in the pilot seat and tapping at the console. The engines outside glowed a brilliant yellow … and the ship vanished into warp.

Kane looked at Alexis and said “Okay… shall we go meet our guest?” and he stood up and gestured to the back cargo hold.

Kane

“The sooner the better.” The only pause Alexis made was to slip the strappy heeled shoes off. Ridiculous, pointless, illogical things. Why anyone would choose to wear those things was beyond her. She walked barefoot through the ship into the cargo bay. She walked straight to the cryotube and walked around it. She set the back of her hand against the casing. “We need to get this hooked back to a power source. It’s probably fine for a couple more hours, but then it will start to thaw. We don’t want to do that before we’re ready.” She knelt down and slipped open an access hatch. “So maybe a couple of days. It has a UPS on it that should be good for a bit. Right now all the readings are normal.” Then she moved over to the equipment, examining what Solomon had grabbed not saying anything, but letting her mind sort, catalogue, and process everything.

Alexis

Kane nodded and said “No problem.” He went around and moved the equipment back into as close a configuration of how it was in the lab and found the power control system. He laid on the deck, connected the power and then made sure the flow of energy was steady and the monitor was in place. “There. And this just about exactly how it was laid out in the lab. And this-” and he held up the drive, “- is everything from their system. I pulled two copies from their core. One for Intel, and one for you. That way Intel thinks they are getting the only copy.” He handed her the driver and then slid another into a Diplomatic pouch. “We’re dropping that off in two days, then we can get back to the Ogawa.”

Kane

Alexis watched the other machines turn on and go through their cycles. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary and their readings seemed to coincide with the cryo tube. She took the drive, tapping it quietly into the other hand as she walked around the various equipment and then paused in front of the tube and watched the body that was suspended there. She turned abruptly. “Well we start by reading then.” There was no need to try and recreate from scratch unless they had to. The body seemed stable enough for the moment. It wasn’t like they had an extra lying around to give Dalton if they screwed this up. She scanned the bay, found their bag from the hotel lying among the rest of the equipment and pulled out a PaDD and hooked the drive up to it. “That’s going to take a bit for the PaDD to process.”

Alexis

“Use the ship’s computer, then. It’s all encrypted and we’ll wipe it before we return it.” Kane suggested. He then began to study all the equipment. He then looked in the cryotube. “You know, it fossnt looks her… Dalton, that is. We’re gonna have to biosculpt it. It’ll be bad enough having a new body. A new face might be more than she could handle.”

Kane

Alexis took the drive and hooked it up to the computer in the bay. It only took the computer a small handful of minutes to process the entire drive and allow it to be opened. “It shouldn’t be hard to sculpt it. It would be like cosmetic surgery. As long as there is nothing programmed in the body to prevent that. If so we’ll have to disable that. We’ll get her personnel file photo and use it to adjust.”

Alexis was reading through the base theories used for the replication. “They are using a combination of Soong’s work with positronics to create the nervous system, and then cellular programming, very similar to the borg, to enact an almost genetronic replication of the rest of the body. So instead of a synthetic body it’s biological.”

Alexis

Kane thought a moment and then nodded in appreciation. “Makes sense. And it think it makes it almost easier building a nervous system from scratch in this case, using the conciousness matrix as the framework. Kinda like cheating on an exam. You k ow what the answer should be, but you use the way the question is asked to dictate how you show your work.”

Kane

She flipped through the different files until she got to the genetic coding. “Look at this. They start with a blank DNA strand and then program in the nucleotides for whatever genes they want the body to express.” She whistled low. “Cybernetic cloning. If we had a sample of Dalton’s DNA, I could reprogram the whole thing. Well from the very beginning anyway. It would be her. They could make a living breathing exact match for anyone. No wonder Intel wanted it destroyed.”

Alexis

“They didn’t. They wanted it themselves.” Kane said, his voice holding the singular edge he saved for the shadowy puppet masters of their ‘alternate employers’. “Makes me even happier that they won’t get it, now.” He paused and thought for a long moment. “You know… Sinclair had all of Dalton’s things stored. Five’ll get ya ten there is some of her DNA in there somewhere.” and he looked at Alexis and grinned.

“Feel like pulling another heist?”

Kane

Alexis turned to look over her shoulder at him. “I thought you would never ask.” She turned back to the schematics and saw the error they had made, why the body was still in the tube. They could fix it, but could anyone else in Intel? “I don’t have to wear this dress for it do I?” She tossed that out as she tapped away at the information she had on her PaDD.

Alexis

Kane grinned behind her back. “You don’t have to wear anything, if you don’t want to. Although I won’t begin to describe how distracting that would be.” He then thought for a moment and had an idea. “You know… we could always just pull a sample from Fleet Medical. They keep samples for DNA comparison of remains purposes. Might be easier and more efficient than stealing her stuff… although a lot less fun”

Kane

“Fleet Security will have a blood sample too since she is listed MIA.” She was staring at the file on the wall, having two separate conversations. One with him and the other with herself over what she was reading. “It might not be such a good idea to steal from the new XO. Especially given how close he was to her.” That was a simple bit of logic. He wasn’t family, but Solomon told her how Sinclair paid to keep her things stored and how protective he had been when Solomon asked about Dalton. “Getting the records from Fleet would be faster and give us more time to work.” She paused and scrolled through another few pages. “We may have to steal those records anyway if we don’t want anyone asking why we need them.”

Alexis

Kane thought for a moment and then said “We don’t have to steal them. We just won’t use our names to pull the file. I… OH NO! Even better!” and he turned and spun around to look at Alexis. “So Dalton is coming back, right? She’ll have a body, be alive and have a life and all that. But administratively she’s been missing… plus all that time in the Saracen’s computer; which she and Sinclair said meant most folks thought she was an AI, not real. So… if she just pops back up inna body, there will be a TON of questions. Investigations. And she will likely be tossed in a hole and examined and poked and prodded while they try to figure out what to do with her. So… what if she was never actually dead? Her concioussness in the Saracen was a copy. A full blown copy of her. That would explain why Sinclair was convinced and so was she, because it was real… just not the real. And the real Dalton was always in her body, so there is no reason to have to investigate her… just whomever kidnapped her off the Saracen. It sends Intel looking for bad guys that sort exist, makes her a living breathing person as always, covers for everyone who said her conciousness was real, and let’s her come back no strings attached. We didn’t steal a body… we rescued a Star Fleet Officer.”

Kane

After a moment of him rattling on, Alexis turned to look at him. Her face clearly said she thought he was muttering gibberish or having some kind of fit. It took Alexis several times of replaying what he said for her to comprehend what he was saying. That was a new and humbling experience for her. She knew he was brilliant, more so than her in some areas. It had never made her feel stupid. He didn’t mean it that way, and it actually amused her. She blinked once and shrugged. “Okay. You plan it and I’ll make the body work.” She looked over her shoulder at the specs, “Well, we’ll both make it work.”

Alexis

“On it. I’ll start back-logging some comms in the files we took, make them think that the group was operating for a heretofore unknown entity.” He chuckled maliciously. “Oh, that’s gonna make somebody really mad. Intel will offer to cut them a deal if they just give up the bad guy… only there is no bad guy to give up. They’ll get hammered even harder, as they should… selling shit like this is wholly awful, and Intel will go off ona wild goose chase looking for somebody that doesn’t exis…” and his voice trailed off. He got that look… the one that said whatever was going on in his head was going to be an absolute nightmare for someone that he particularly didn’t like. “Oh… oh yeah… this is gonna be wonderful.” He sat down at the terminal and began working. “Ask me… just… just ask me what your husband is up to.” He said with a grin that said he was enjoying his work far too much for it to be legal.

Kane

Alexis watched him, her gaze intense. Anyone else would think she was looking at a specimen in a maze. She laughed as he started to work. “What is my terrifyingly brilliant husband up to?”

Alexis

Kane grinned. “He is currently creating, from scratch, a shadowy figure that exists only in my mind. He is going to be a rumor… a whisper… and an excuse for anything we need to lay blame on someone for. He is responsible for kidnapping Dalton. He is the leader of this little lab we busted. He will be a criminal mastermind of the highest order and we will never want for a convenient nemesis again.” and he laughed wickedly.

Kane

Alexis really laughed then. “They won’t know the difference. As a society we are so reliant on computers and technology they won’t even be able to fathom that it doesn’t exist. We’ve become dependent on computers and believe they are god like and infalible.” This particular opinion of Alexis’ was well known and drove the medical staff and cadets bonkers. She insisted they know how to run every test by hand and wouldn’t allow them to use the computer until they could perform each flawlessly. Computers could give you data, but they couldn’t interpret it or make allowances for outside influences they weren’t programmed to factor. They also broke or were used incorrectly.

She walked over and stood behind him, watching a moment. “So next time we want a vacation, this criminal mastermind will be up to no good again and we’ll have to go track him down?” she laughed again.

Alexis

Kane chuckled. “Yeah… and the wiley bastard will have just left. So we will, of course, have to do our due diligence and try and round up any Intel we can. It could take days… weeks if we really like the place.”

Alexis shook her head, amazed at what her life was like now. She walked back over to the console where she’d been working and began to go through the systems on the pieces of equipment they’d taken with them.

He tapped a few more minute in silence and said “Hey. Pull the DNA for Dalton. Use your regular credentials. Tell the system is for comparison and verification purposes.”

Kane

“Yep,” was her only reply. She was engrossed in the readouts and function of one of the pieces of equipment and was adjusting the setting and parameters without making them permanent. She paused long enough to walk over to the main ship’s console and request the information and put in her credentials. “It will take about 40 minutes by subspace. It’s not in the basic LCARS files. It has to be retrieved from medical. It’s got to bounce around.” Asking for a confirmation was much faster, but they were sending the whole data file not just a simple yes or no to a match.

When the computer beeped the arrival of the file, Alexis dumped it onto a chip and then handed it to him.

Alexis

Kane took the chip, made some modifications, extrapoloated the lertinent data, and went to one of the consoles they had ‘borrowed’. “Now if I am right… this thing here is the neural network synthesizer. So in theory… if I put this little baby in this little reader here…” and he slid the chip in. The console began to activate and displays and readouts came to life. Kane grinned. “Week, maybe two, and this baby will have generated a DNA-specific neurological network capable of hosting an implanted conciousness. Unless I have totally misread all this. So… we’ll see.”

Kane

Alexis had another disk with the same information. She was working at a different console programming a host of nanites. When she finished she called him over. “Solomon check this. These nanites program the blank DNA, but they were programmed to ignore already programmed cells. I rewrote it to remove the already established DNA and insert Dalton’s. If it doesn’t work, there will be a mess we can’t fix.”

Alexis

Kane shrugged. “Ok. So which is worse? Dying, or being trapped forever as an actual conciousness inside a matrix you have zero control over?” He looked at Alexis. “I’m not one to play god. And I think we need to tell Dalton that when we try this… it’s either gonna work or it’s gonna kill her; but it’s her choice. And then we go from there. All we can do till then is giver her the best chance we can.”

Kane

“Of course we will tell her. It has to be her choice. But if I can get the DNA reprogrammed now, we won’t have to wait for the process to complete when we get back. Then it really will be her body. We can focus on the transfer. She has been through enough; she should be able to look in the mirror and see her own face.” She loaded the reprogrammed nanites into a hypo vial and walked over to the cryotube. She slipped it into an access port and released the nanites into an IV like tubing that fed into the suspended body. “Now we wait.”

Alexis

Kane nodded once. “Yeah. I’ve got alarms set so if anything seems weird, the computer will alert us. Let’s get outta here. I want to get out of this tux. Makes me feel like a lawyer.”

Kane


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