Posted Nov. 10, 2021, 11:56 a.m. by Lieutenant Commander Nicholas James (Chief Star Fleet Intelligence Officer) (Sage Pennington)
Posted by Civilian Kenzo B’tren-Hyrushi (Governor) in Some things never change
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Nicholas James (Chief Star Fleet Intelligence Officer) in Some things never change
Posted by Civilian Kenzo B’tren-Hyrushi (Governor) in Some things never change
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The flight took longer than expected. Hours upon hours passed. At some point the flight officer came back. He instructed Nicholas to ditch any Starfleet gear he was carrying and place it in a special container. He followed instructions. No reason not to. The flight carried on.They landed at a small facility and Nicholas was taken inside. It was a sparsely populated place. He was taken to a small surgical room. There he waited. And waited. It was very sterile in this room, a comfort medically, but not so much personally. He thought the room might be soundproofed. He couldn’t hear anything outside.
A doctor came in. She was tall and thin. She nodded to Nicholas by way of greeting. “Mr James. I trust you were informed by Governor Hyrushi as to the nature of our clinic?”
“Yes. Discreet operations, all that.”
“Then welcome. We were told you needed a cyberneticist. Tell me what exactly is wrong, and I’ll prepare an operation for you.”
“I am a section 31 operative, part of an experiment-“
“I’ve dealt with more than one of you. Do you want them removed or replaced?”
“Replaced.”
“Very well. Let’s get to work.”An extensive operation was prepared. The schedule was one month, during which time Nicholas would just be missing. Only Kenzo and a shuttle pilot knew where he had gone.
Every day was terrible. Awful. Horrible. The surgeries were just as bad as he remembered them from years ago. Day after day they made slow but steady progress. The doctor was careful not to rush things so as not to push Nicholas too far. Every few days, they took a day or two off. To let him recover a bit before diving back in.
A month passed slowly. One might say painfully.
“You’re done Mr James.”
“That’s it?”
“If you’d like more done, that can be arranged. But for what you originally requested… you’re done.”
“Thank you.”Time to head home.
From the OED Starport he sent Kenzo a message. I have returned. I’m back in business.
-Nicholas James
A message appeared almost immediately on his PaDD. Come to my office first thing. Much to discuss. I understand you are feeling much better. Congratulations.
Hyrushi, Gov.
Nicholas headed that way. He didn’t know if he felt different, but he looked the part. He wore a black suit, with a white shirt, and a black tie, no sign of Starfleet on his person. He walked down the streets, appreciating the views with quite literally new eyes. The place was much the same, for the moment.
He entered the Governor’s office, pausing at the reception desk. “Oh. Hello. I see the Governor has cleared some time for you. Go right in.” Nicholas nodded and went through. To most, he would have looked like himself, just out of uniform. Someone more familiar would recognize just how tired he looked.
“Good afternoon Governor. You wanted a word?”
-Nicholas James
Hyrushi sat at his desk and looked up as the doors opened. He stood and extended a hand as James mounted the two low steps up to the desk area and smiled. “Welcome back, Mr. James. How are you feeling? Other than tired. Please, sit. Would you like something to drink or eat?”
Hyrushi, Gov.
“A coffee, please. Caffeine is required for continued operation.” Nicholas sat down. “The whole thing went well. I believe the old components were incinerated, so until the old bosses track me down the hard way, we should be free and clear. Being a civilian does feel strange though. I’ve been in the service my entire adult life. How’ve things been here?”
-Nicholas James
Hyrushi tapped a button on the desk interface and then looked at James. “And even if they do, they will have certain… layers… they will have to deal with before they get to you. And, if everything goes as planned, you will know they are here long before they reach you. And to that end… how do you feel about getting to work Mr. James? Because I have a Colonial Intelligence Agency that needs both a Director and to be built from the ground up. Think you a ready to take on that task?” Hyrushi looked at the man, and let James’s emotions flicker through his own mind.
Hyrushi, Governor
It didn’t require much consideration. His own talents under more ethical direction, that was the plan. “I’ve been out of work for minutes Governor.” Nicholas paused. “what took you so long?” He leaned back in his chair. “Is it just me, or do we have anyone else working on this?”
-Nicholas James
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