Impending Peril

Posted on Sun Mar 12th, 2023 @ 8:39pm by Ensign L'johk Adams & Lieutenant Commander Tiandith 'Tia' Tobru & Lieutenant JG Lyras

1,158 words; about a 6 minute read

Mission: Episode 5 - Objects In Motion
Location: Medical Facility - Olifumi

ON

The speeder ride across the dunes had been invigorating, or so L'ojhK had thought. The wind whipping by at speed, the suns setting in the distance as a small town came into view, most likely this Olifumi that Zav had mentioned before. The hybrid started to slow the speeder to a more acceptable jaunt just before they entered the narrow streets of the old town. Despite it being so close to Voltar City and the bustle that engulfed that place, this town was quiet... Almost to quiet.
"I think we are here Tia!"

Zav was sweating profusely, he wasn't enjoying this one bit, though the way the woman who held his life in her hand well, he didn't dare piss her off. "Take two streets down, then make a left." he sputtered out.

"And how do we get in? Lyras asked through gritted teeth. "Are we pretending to donate? Do we barge in?" His face looked haunted, the memory of having killed still fresh and clearly bothering him. Despite the gash having been healed, he still felt the burn in his arm and his cheek where the Kzinti had clawed him.

"You are going to be going there for a pick up." Zav responded. "They are expecting someone." the Tellarite shifted slightly.

"I'll make the pick up." Tia said simply. "It makes no sense all of us being there. Easier targets should things go wrong. You two can take up better positions to watch my back in case things go wrong."

"What about me? Can I leave?" Zav asked thinking his job was done.

"Oh sweet little thing. You're coming with me. You've set up this pick up have you not?" Tia asked.

Zav nodded nervously.

"Then you are my guide to make contact." Tia smiled before becoming quite serious. "Also, if you've crossed me then you will be the first to fall." She patted his shoulder reassuringly.

"I'm not happy about you going in there alone!" the Klingon hybrid added as he followed the directions given by Zav. "How about we leave Lyras as our getaway driver and I come in with you?"

A few streets over from where they needed to be and L'johK brought the speeder to a stop, parking it along the side of the street in front of an apothecary.

"Perhaps I should go in," Lyras pointed out, "I am the doctor after all. Would you know what to ask for? Or look for?"

"If I can interject something?" Zav having a slight whine to his voice, as he was rather nervous. "All of you come with? It wouldn't do good for your boss not to have the two of you with her." referring to Tia as the boss. "I am just the go between. But come along we need to go in, and we can get what you need, yes?" Zev having an eager and pleading look in his eyes.

His eyes then focused onto Lyras. "You are a doctor, then lets go get what you need. I am ready to go inside." one more time he looked those he was with. "All of us we go"

Lyras glanced at his companions, having a very funny feeling about this as he sensed something he couldn't quite place. "He seems very eager, does he not?" he queried, "but we really do need this information." He paused, drawing in a deep breath. "Perhaps I should go, or at least go with you."

Tia pinched her nose. The Tellarite was radiating deception and even if she wasn't an empath it was not difficult to see, or read. "The Doctor and I will go in then, with you Zav... and you will provide overwatch cover." she pulled L'johK to the side.

"He is clearly leading us into a trap." she whispered. "I had no doubt he would be and there are plenty of slavers who would make a 'killing' on our talents. I know you are unhappy about not coming in but I'd feel safer knowing you had eyes on the surrounding area for when we are ambushed making this pick up. Do no be miles away, be close and ready to strike." she squeezed the man's shoulder before turning back to Zav and Lyras.

Lyras nodded slowly as he moved to get out of the vehicle once it had come to a stop, checking the security of the only weapon he allowed himself to carry. It wasn't immediately visible, but it was a comfort to him to know it was in place and within easy reach just in case. He picked up is medkit and slung it across his shoulder. "I am ready," he said as he waited for the others.

L'johK was not happy, clenching his jaw he nodded his understanding of the order as his eyes took in the surroundings. Too many open places with no cover, no where for him to conceal himself in plain sight so he opted for a rooftop position. Grabbing up his Mek'leth, a older model of Dominion rifle and checking his hand held weapon he made a move for a side street with the intent of climbing onto of the building to wait!

Zev gave a piggish grunt, seeming to relax that the big guy, L'johk wasn't coming with them. "Well, lets go." having climbed out of the vehicle. He seemed impatient, as he wanted to get out of the watchful eye of L'johk.

He stepped over to the door of the place, and gave three raps, a pause then two raps. A small window opened and someone was looking outwards. "Password."

Tia could tell L'johk wasn't happy but truth be told he didn't have to like the orders, just follow them. She needed someone out of sight to watch their backs and frankly he was the better choice of two. She certainly couldn't pick herself, and she had thought about it.

The door was large and clunky looking. A heavy door that looked like it could take a lot of damage and it was their only way in.

Password... "Let me in, or I'll break your nose?" Tia heard a small scoff and a light chuckle from behind the door. She then looked at Zav.

"Red Collector." Zav spoke simply and clearly.

The door clanked loudly and opened.

Lyras held back, letting Tia and Zav go first. He looked around taking in the facility with genuine awe, something which made him look young and inexperienced. But, also made him look more non-threatening and perhaps underestimated. He looked more relaxed than he really felt, that much was certain.

From his vantage point on the roof across the way, through the scope of the rifle, he watched his team mates... His friends dissapear into the dark of the buildings interior. This felt wrong but he had to follow orders. His finger was clutching the trigger ready to strike at the first sign of trouble.

TO BE CONTINUED...

 

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