From: Lord Ihcalam (swiften_at_yahoo.com)
Date: Fri May 23 2008 - 21:45:11 PDT
"127"
Location: Shiv
Scene: Captain's Suite
Stardate: 2.80523
Home Reality
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The Red hair was smooth and kept, longer, near the shoulders at this time, but
the cocky grin would be recognized 6 sectors away if anyone outside had seen
it. Jaxsper Lawrence was easily recognizable, even if his choice of fashion was
far different, and the cruel look in his eyes.
He rang the servant bell and waited impatiently as the tray of items he'd
requested were brought in. The mistress would be coming off duty soon, and he
had plans for her. He looked at the picture of his brother, who was now dead by
the hands of the Dominion, and smiled warmly at the only person he'd felt any
emotion towards. He'd loved that little shit, especially after that night when
their bitch of a mother had gone out to whore around, and her husband, their
stepfather, had decided he'd take his frustrations out on the young boys. He'd
gotten Jaxsper, and was finishing up as Joshua had returned with a rather large
knife. He handed it to his older brother, and smiled when it was then driven
hilt deep into the chest of the bad man.
After Jaxsper had released the knife, Josh had gone over to the dying man,
twisted the knife while still embedded, then removed it. They wiped the blood
on the man's own clothing, and set fire to the house.
After, they'd become wards of one of the more prominent families in the area,
the Aspinalls. Jaxsper even had relations with one of their sons for quite some
time, even into adulthood. It wasn’t until Peter started changing into a weak
willed fool that Jaxsper grew tired of him, and slit his throat in his
unsuspecting lover's sleep.
Now, years later he'd found someone worthy of himself in the arms of Captain
Byrne, someone who wasn’t afraid to play, or try new things. They fit well, and
when one of them wanted a little something different they were able to choose
from the crew, only allowing the scientist to be beyond their wishes.
Now the mistress was coming, and something different had been planed. This was
fine with him, as he'd felt the desire as well. He walked out of his room, just
as the mistress was finishing tying their guest to the bed. "Ahh our friend has
arrived" He stated, his tone cold. This night would be much fun for him.
Normally not for the friend but the mistress liked this one, so he was
prevented from fulfilling all of his darker desires. Sure, the guest would
survive. Probably, but the mistress wished her relatively unharmed. And for his
mistress he would hold back.
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Location: Pnarran War Cruiser Occasus
Scene: Control Deck
Alternate Reality
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"My Lord, we have found the proper reality."
The dark lord checked the clock. "27 Minutes to spare."
"Yes m'lord. The Terran vessel is on the 77th tier, branch 92."
"We can reach them with our transporter?"
"Well…"
"Your tactic of stalling is annoying to me. You will answer my question." He
stated angrily as the messenger clutched as his throat gasping for air.
"Yes m'lord" he choked out and gasped as he was released "the ship is in a
uncharted reality, the jumper can reach it, but only someone of m'lords power
would be able to make the journey. We cannot put you directly on the terran
ship, but if m'lord wishes, we have taken scans of the area and found what
appears to be a native terran space station where one of the Pirates seems to
be located. We could jump you to this station."
"Very well, I will prepare. You will be ready in 45 to move me over."
"Yes m'lord"
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Col Bret Maverick
USS Patriot NCC-5781-A
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V Adm Adam Heyting
Public Relations Office
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V Adm Nathan Hathaway
Chief of Starfleet Engineering
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Maj Hunter Williams
2/5th Regiment Commander USS Vincennes
Task Force 44, Group Shadow
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