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Riding Along The Edge

Posted on Thu Feb 13th, 2020 @ 10:44pm by Captain Rueben Gregnol & Chief Helmsman Eden Bowers
Edited on on Sun Feb 16th, 2020 @ 8:52pm

Mission: Mission 10 - Temperance
Location: USS Temperance, Main Sickbay
Timeline: MD 13 20:00
729 words - 1.5 OF Standard Post Measure

It wasn’t hard to find Zakiel when the man was half feverish from ignoring Ponn Farr and was in need of medical assistance. The slamming of cabinets and curses were hard to ignore to say the least. The engineer knew what he needed but the ship did not seem to have a replicator working and the compounds were not available.

"Are you okay?" Ona asked. She stayed back a ways just in case he wasn't. She'd never had much reason to fear Zee but every once in a while he did make her a little nervous.

"Yes and do not worry. You will not have to worry about me with this. Not the first time I have handled it." The woman muttered over his shoulder as he tossed another empty container aside. The ship was useless, to say the least nothing was going to work for him at all.

"Alright then," She stood back with her arms crossed and watched him dig for something. "I've made a mess of things haven't I?"

"Which mess?" He asked cheekily as he turned looking a little wild as he moved into the light. A slow grin crossed his face as he had found a sedative that would work on Vulcan's.

"The ship, have I screwed up more than one thing lately?" Ona asked, not liking his tone at all. She was feeling particularly vulnerable at the moment for a couple of reasons and he was joking around.

“You did not screw this up On. It was not going to go well with me as a liability. I will take responsibility.” He frowned having a moment of clarity. “What is wrong?” He mumbled. It was not her fault at all, things happened.

"Feeling sorry for myself I guess," she said sucking in a deep breath. She was certainly glad Zee did not blame her. "I will pass." She wanted to hug him, but in this condition she didn't want to make things worse.

"Of course it will. You are a strong and capable leader." He reminded her thinking back to when she had been pretty much in charge of s Starfleet Vessel and how she had worked her way up to where she had in Sons Of Cheron. No one else had help her do that.

Ona nodded and slid the wall to sit on the floor. "Do you mind if I stay here? Did you find what you needed?" Zee was the only one she was able to relax around. She never let her guard down for the others.

"Stay where you want On." The man murmured as he held up what he had found it was sedative. "I have one shot. Do I use it on me or the Vulcan I found on the other ship." He mumbled not at all in his right frame of mind. He would never have suggested something like that any other time.

"You found another Vulcan?" Ona said, a little bit alarmed by the admission. "Nothing happened right?"

Zakiel looked at the woman and rolled his eyes. "No. But I scare you like this. I did last time." He reminded her pocketing the sedative.

Ona shrugged. "I can handle it." It was the truth, she'd had to handle everything thrown at her. Sure, she still broke down sometimes but she got back up. That's what really counted.

"I am not having you scared. I would rather die." He muttered looking at her for a long moment before he turned away and sighed. This was getting him nowhere at all, he needed to decide.

"I'm not scared," Ona repeated. "But tell me what you want to do and I'll do it." She was pretty certain she did not deserve this level of devotion from a man. It had only become clear to her lately how much he really loved her.

"I do not think you can right now. You need to be focused on these outsiders." He told her bluntly. One of them needed to focus on the cause otherwise there daughter would grow up in a world similar to the one that was pretty much destroyed.

"You're absolutely right," Ona said, sighing. She turned quickly and walked away from him, so tired of the push and pull of their relationship.


Zazkeal 'ZaZa' Elms
(PNPC Gregnol)

Ona Silang
Future Commanding Officer
(PNPC Bower)


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