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Devil in the Details

Posted on 25 Oct 2017 @ 6:40pm by Commodore Gregory Farragut & Lieutenant JG Zavia Riis (Kerion)

Mission: The Encounter 3X03
Location: Sickbay
Timeline: MD 1 Evening

"So when is the judge going to let you out on bail?" Farragut cocked his head toward Remak's office in the back of sickbay. He sat on a small stool next to Lieutenant Kerion's biobed in the main ward of Sickbay.

"I'm ready," Zavia responded with as much enthusiasm as she could muster. Her voice dropped a bit as she added, "I'm myself most of the time now, or my new self."

Greg wrung his hands. It was his order that imposed the symbiont permanently on Lieutenant Kerion. Even though he didn't commit the violation, his choice ratified the actions of her attackers. It took everything to maintain eye contact with her. "And who is this new self of yours?"

“Zavia Riis,” she answered as if it were as obvious as asking what color hair she had. The diplomat in her could see the concern in her Captain’s eyes. “In this case, I would have said yes. Preserving the Symbiont is of the utmost importance to my people.”

"Do you have any idea why they did this to you?" Greg asked.

Zavia shook her head, “I’m starting to get images, flashes of what happened to the previous host.” Her face turned rather grim, “The Cardassians are creative with their means of interrogation.”

"What do you remember about him or her?" Greg's brow furrowed.

"Just flashes, mostly pieces of the interrogation. But, there are times that I remember not being in control of myself. Almost like I can think and am aware of everything that is happening, but it's like I'm watching a movie."

"Like the symbiont was exerting control?" Greg ventured, leaning forward on his stool. "Do you know what the last host was doing?"

"It wasn't me, Zavia, but the previous host," the engineer began. "He could feel himself and the symbiont as one, but there was another presence. A presence that took control of his body." He voice sounded more dark than normal.

Greg's eyes widened. "Do you think he was one of the parasites?" If the Cardassians were chasing the same clues and had the same data, their own investigation may have been further along then their own."

"I do," Zavia said coldly. "I don't remember much, but I feel that he had a mission. A big one from a big ship."

"A Starfleet ship? Or a Cardassian ship?" Greg pressed. The friend in him didn't want to push Zavia too hard, but he needed answers. Anything that could stop this threat was vital to their effort.

"Starfleet," Zavia responded quickly. "I don't have much on it, but the interior looked like ours. Same era build."

Farragut muttered a curse in Cantonese under his breath. They'd be going toe-to-toe with another Starfleet vessel. He had hoped it wouldn't come to this, but after the destruction of the Maine it was a possibility he couldn't ignore. " you..." Greg shook his head. "I'm sorry. You've been through a lot."

"It's ok," she reasurred him even though her face was pale and the skin under her eyes was dark purple. "I worked too hard on this ship to see someone else blow it up."

"So...what do you do now? Do you need counseling to help sort through it all or does it just take time?" Greg asked.

"It just takes time, but I'm sure a talk with the counselor would be most appreciated," Zavia answered. "Some of what happened to me before the scrambled mind is a bit... unnerving."

"What Doctor Davik pieced together was...unsettling," Greg admitted with a heavy sigh. "I'm sorry we didn't get to you sooner, Lieutenant. I know this isn't something you wanted, and I'm sorry I had to...well...affirm it."

"You didn't have much of a choice, but I appreciate it," Zavia responded. "Thank you for dropping by."

Farragut smiled weakly. "Anytime, Lieutenant."


Commander Greg Farragut
Commanding Officer
USS Endeavour

Lt. JG Zavia Kerion
Chief Engineer (NPC)
USS Endeavour


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