Posted June 7, 2021, 4:08 p.m. by Civilian Kenzo B'tren-Hyrushi (Governor) (James Sinclair)
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Nicholas James (Chief Star Fleet Intelligence Officer) in Seeking Allies in Unlikely Places (Tag Hyrushi)
Posted by Civilian Kenzo B’tren-Hyrushi (Governor) in Seeking Allies in Unlikely Places (Tag Hyrushi)
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Nicholas James (Chief Star Fleet Intelligence Officer) in Seeking Allies in Unlikely Places (Tag Hyrushi)
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Nicholas unclipped his rank pips and set them on his desk. He changed out of his uniform and donned civilian clothes. It had been a day. He had decisions to make. Decisions that had pressed on the back of his mind for months, itching his conscience and soul. He stood at the replicator and requested a box. Just… a box. He stuffed it in his jacket pocket and considered what he was about to do.Nicholas walked out of his home and down several streets. Such as he was, he drew little attention, but he hoped no one was watching. Coming to the Government building, it was after hours, everyone would be gone, he needed to get in under his own power. he went around the back, found a service hatch and crawled in. It was quite the maze, but he got into the Governor’s office, sat behind the desk, and waited.
Morning came, and when the door opened Nicholas said “Good morning Hyrushi. You’re a tad late.”
-Nicholas James
For his part, Kenzo seemed non-plussed by the man’s occupation of his chair. The advantage of being who and what he was, emotions were detectable even through doors.
“Mr. James. I would say this is a surprise… but we both know that would be a lie. Perhaps you could let me sit in my chair, you can sit like a welcome guest, and you can regal me with whatever diatribe you have teed up for me? And please… wipe off the desk. I don’t know what ventilation shaft you crawled through to get here, but don’t leave the detritus on my things, thank you very much.” and he shooed the man away from his chair as if he was nothing more than an irritating toddler.
Hyrushi, Governor
“Your desk is fine.” Nicholas rose and switched seats with Hyrushi. “I would never use anything as pedestrian as an air vent. A Jeffries tube, certainly.” He sat silently for a moment. “I need your assistance Hyrushi. I need a doctor. One from… alternative channels.”
-Nicholas James
Now that was unexpected. Hyrushi stopped in mid-sit, and his black eyes locked on James. After a moment, he slowly maneuvered himself into his chair… his eyes never leaving James’s face. His emotions were genuine, and conflicted. Even looking deeper, he sensed no outright hostility… just a desire to find direction.
Hyrushi took a breath and then said “So. You accost me in my office, accuse me of being some kind of terrorist, then a few days later you break in to the same office and ask for my help? You will of course excuse me for being hesitant to believe that this isn’t some elaborate and yet wholly inept attempt to bait me into doing something… let’s call it ‘uncharacteristic’.”
Hyrushi, Governor
“Understandable. I’ve had some experiences in the last few days. The culmination of a career that…” Nicholas stopped himself from oversharing. “I’ve been trained to operate certain ways, think certain ways. But I don’t think the organizations I serve share these views they instill. I need to remove certain medical apparatuses attached to my body. Starfleet doctors would make charts and records, which would be read. Maquis doctors might be persuaded not to.”
-Nicholas James
The only reaction from Kenzo was an slight rise in one eyebrow. “Mr. James… as I said to you before, in this very office… I am not Maquis. While I can appreciate your desire and drive to find whatever remnants of the organization still exists and eradicate it from existence, I can assure you that I am in no position to lead you to them… and to be honest? Even if I believed your desire was not some Intelligence plan at play and I knew the information you are asking for I doubt that I would divulge such to you. Partly because I don’t believe you, partly because I don’t have what you are asking for, and primarily because I simply don’t trust or like you enough to help you even if I could. So now that we have established the baseline… is there anything else I can not be of help to you with today?”
Hyrushi, Governor
“I don’t care if you’re maquis or not, I don’t really care if anyone is. I just need to stay record free. And I will pay generously to do so.” Nicholas sat back and considered what he had left to say. He closed his eyes briefly and turned off the iris color filters, leaving only the cybernetic truth. “Let me tell you a, entirely hypothetical, story. A branch of the federation sweeps the wreckage of Wolf 359, picking up what remains of the destroyed borg technology. They study this, thinking that they can utilize the advanced technology within federation species. So they round up some people in early adulthood. Inject their blood with nanoprobes, ram cybernetics in different body parts. But most importantly, re-educate them. They teach these young people that they’re an instrument through which the safety and security of the federation is maintained. It is their responsibility to go as far as necessary to pursue that end. Now later one of those agents discovers it’s all been a damned lie. Starfleet seems determined to keep him in a box. This box. But I- he can’t unsee some things. The only way out short of dying is to remove the stuff in his body. He knows one person who has both power and anti-establishment contacts. So he goes there. Make sense?”
-Nicholas James
“Oh absolutely. Save for the part where he had previously gone there uninvited, made unfounded and derogatory accusations, and now expects the person who May have the power but certainly not any ‘anti-establishment contacts’ to now use those things he was previously demeaned and derided for to help him.” Kenzo replied. He leaned back and focused on the Intel agent. For a long time he just looked at him, no words coming forth. Finally, he spoke.
“But… be that as it may… that one person would certainly find the thought of such a ‘nobel and altruistic’ organization such as the United Federation of Planets, even just a branch, conducting such horrific and wholly illegal experiments such as that on anyone… willing or not.” He leaned forward and said “I tell you what. That operson most certainly does not have what he is asking for. And for that I am sorry. But… and this is non-negotiable… if you were to bring that person documentation… absolute proof of what happened to… that hypothetical man… and who was responsible for it? Then… then perhaps that person could help him at least find someone who could help him. Maquis, no. But someone. And the price will most likely be high… and not in money or credits. So he should be prepared for that. Does that make sense?”
Hyrushi, Governor
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