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Post by Lt. Anise Shelaas on Apr 6, 2009 1:02:13 GMT -5
Her hold on Yuna grew a bit, and she wanted to tell her what happened to her specifically.
"Here's....what he did...to me....."
She didn't know if it would work, but she gently put her hand to the back of Yuna's head, and tried to focus enough to show her what she went through.
Unsure if it would work or not, the memories she was trying to share were when she was in the same predicament as Yuna was in, strapped to that incredibly ice-cold chair, praying she would not be raped by their monster-size captor.
The scene then changed to where she had snapped into action in doing research to be able to get out of their predicament in the Observation Lounge. She had asked the computer to put on some soft music from her own personal database so she could think clearly. She had just barely started her first search for data when he had forcefully worked his way into her mind, asking her what she was listening to.
That first intrusion was exceptionally strong, prompting her to rise as if about to be attacked physically. Her response was to say it was music, but to add that one customarily made themselves known before just getting into someone else's head.
Very shortly afterward, her head had started to throb from it, and he further continued his conversation, while she was desperately trying to work. After she had compiled her notes, one last wave had hit her, and the pain had become intolerable, despite her attempt to keep some kind of mental shield up, which had collapsed easily from his work.
Afterward, she had collapsed after calling for the doctor. The next thing she knew was that she woke up in Sick Bay, under the doctor's care, and found out that she had suffered quite a neurotransmitter imbalance from her experience. One of the neurotransmitters involved was isoboramine, which is responsible for mediating synaptic functions between host and symbiont.
As she was not joined, she had no idea how that one could've been affected. Despite claiming to be okay, she was still fighting off her headache, although thankfully it had greatly lessened.
When she was called to the transporter room when Yuna came back, she had an intense animosity toward the clone that beamed in with her, and had she been alone there, she would very likely have shot him.
She tried not to send it all at once, but in gradual spurts so as not to risk overwhelming her Betazoid crewmate.
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Post by Captain Candela Greene on Apr 6, 2009 17:15:04 GMT -5
No, she's investigating the Tholian connection. Seems Juraans last power play to give the Syndicate Zentradi weapons, has worked. Last thing we need is another conflict with the Tholians. Mind you they are claiming they own Cestus IV. Apparemtly this stems back to when we rescued Melina 128 on Wrigley's Pleasure planet. The Syndicate knew that information was on the Avatars computer. Which means there.s a leak in Starfleet HQ. Luckily, we got some intelligence, and I need you to take a small Away Team to Denias III. They believe there may be a Protoculture factory on the planet. If so, we need to find out. The Crusader has to meet with the USS Japan in the Onias system. Seems they found where the Orions have found their stash of Zentradi Technology. From what I hear, their engines convert Protoculture, to Omega, and somehow, they can cause a controlled energy release.
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Post by Lt Yuna Tremayne on Apr 6, 2009 18:01:03 GMT -5
She felt Anise's grip tighten a bit as she continued crying. Anise whispered to her that she wanted to show her what R'ufral had done to her. She almost told her she didn't have to, that she already understood what she had went through, but she nodded against her shoulder, letting her know that it was ok
She felt Anise's hand go to the back of her head, underneath her brown colored hair and in a moment, she received an image of a nude woman strapped to a chair. At first, she thought it was her but upon closer inspection, this woman had spots, like that of a Trill and she knew that she was looking at Anise. It somewhat relieved her that she is not the only one that went through the experience, that the experience, the fear, the feeling of helplessness was shared and she was not just singled out among the crew. In another frame of mind, she was also upset that this one done to the women of the ship. She then thought that Captain Greene was also captured and forced upon. Any respect for R'ufral that she gained with him when he started listening to her, vanished> While strapped to the chair, she could sense the fear that Anise felt while strapped, feeling she would be forced upon by their captor. it was the same fear she had and she could sympathize with her
The Scene changed and Anise was back on the ship, and she was busily researching a way to get out of the predicament that they were in. She was in the observation lounge and listening to music so she could think clearly. Yuna heard the music and pondered briefly if she had heard it or not
R'ufral decided to make his unwelcome entrance into her mind. Even curious, that was still wrong and extremely invasive, especially for Anise. She frowned a bit, wanting to slap R'ufral all over again for what he done. Anise told him herself that it was rude to pry into someone mind without knowing them first, but he continued his prying
She winced slightly as she actually felt Anise head start to pound from his brand of telepathic thought-casting. He didn't realize he was too strong for her or he didn't care.
She physically gasped aloud when she felt the more intense pain strike Anise and she had to raise her own empathic shield or risk being overwhelmed. Telepathically, she saw Anise' collapse and subsequent call to sickbay before she fell unconscious
For a moment, she saw nothing but darkness but then the scene cleared and she was floating about the bio bed where Anise was laying, unconscious and then she started coming too. The doctor telling Anise that she had a neurotransmitter overload, especially where it would concern her host, if she had one.
She hugged Anise a little tighter, giving her comfort and strength. When the scene shifted again, She saw herself through Anise's eyes, how she wore that armor that R'ufral had placed her in. She remembered feeling animosity and hatred coming from Anise when she saw her from the Transporter room and knew it was aimed at R'ufral. She would have most likely shot him where he stood, if she had not been so ordered to escort him to the bridge. Again, She wouldn't blame the Trill Security Chief
When the images stopped, she continued to give comfort as she embraced Anise. "I am so sorry that you had to go through that, Anise. He is gone now, so he can't hurt you, me, or anyone else on this ship. If this is any comfort, I wish to show you something" She then sent her the image of her telepathically slapping R'ufral after repeatedly telling him not to invade her mind. It was then he finally got the message and stopped entering her mind without permission
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Post by Lt. Anise Shelaas on Apr 6, 2009 19:33:00 GMT -5
Having stopped the images, she had felt Yuna's hold on her strengthen, and she welcomed it, as it was something she sorely needed, although she was still sobbing, but not as intensely as she was minutes before.
Really finding her voice, at long last, she responded to the gentle reminder.
"I truly hope he or his kind never show up again... I don't know how to defend against that kind of attack..."
She then saw the images given back to her, and admittedly winced as she was giving her newfound skills enough of a workout that it was tiring and starting to hurt. She was hopeful that this time, with some rest and not using those skills nearly as much, she could recover more easily, as this was nowhere near as intense as her first telepathic experience had been.
Yet, for the first time since she left the bridge, she could giggle a bit at that.
"Serves that jackal right..."
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Post by Lt Yuna Tremayne on Apr 6, 2009 20:58:08 GMT -5
She heard Anise as she found her voice, she hoping that R'ufral and the Zentrati do not make a return trip into their space. She would not know how to defend herself against that sort of mental attack "I hope so too, Anise. Not just for us, but for all women everywhere. Who knows what they would do"
She continued to embrace the other woman, not really wanting to let go, since she was drawing comfort as well from her. When she sent her vision of mentally slapping R'ufral, she felt her wince and sensed that she is beginning to over tax her telepathic abilities
She did, however get the desired reaction from her. She giggled a bit, liking the fact that Yuna had slapped him silly "It does indeed. It will show him that women are equal and shouldn't be used as breeding subjects, to do what he wants and discard later. Enough on him. I sense you are starting to over use your telepathic center. You should rest that part of you. As much as I enjoy talking telepathically, I do not want to see you back in sickbay again, because of me"
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Post by Lt. Anise Shelaas on Apr 6, 2009 21:21:18 GMT -5
She nods slowly, and sniffled a bit to get herself to fully stop her sobbing spree.
"I think that's a good idea, too... My head is starting to hurt again, but thank the Guardians, it's nothing like what 'he' put me through."
She would slowly pull her face out of Yuna's shoulder, and would look at her, after wiping her eyes once again to clear her vision.
"I have never received this kind of help before... I'm.... at a loss for words..."
She tried hard to come up with something, even though what she finally did come up with barely phasered off a rough edge of the iceberg of her feelings.
"Thank you, so much.."
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Post by Lt Yuna Tremayne on Apr 6, 2009 22:23:21 GMT -5
She told her it was a good idea that she stop using her telepathic abilities for now. Her head is starting to hurt again but nothing like the pain that 'He' put her though. Yuna knew who she meant by 'He'
Anise then started to pull away from the hug and she let her go. Yuna watched as Anise sat back and wiped her eyes then looked at Yuna
"I have never received this kind of help before... I'm.... at a loss for words..."
She just gave her a bright smile of understanding. Anise then thanked her but as she lowered her empathic shields, she could tell that her thanks goes much deeper "I am only to happy to help out a friend, Anise. As we shared this experience, I doubt we each could have dealt with things on our own. Sometimes it is best to share your experiences, whether good or bad, with someone that has went through the same thing. That way when they say I understand how you feel, they will mean it. I'll be happy to help you out anytime you feel like you need help, Anise"
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Post by Lt. Anise Shelaas on Apr 7, 2009 0:06:48 GMT -5
She came closer once again, and hugged Yuna once again, happy for the level of understanding present. To further express her gratitude, she would kiss her on the cheek.
"I am sure if either of us had to work with this by our lonesome selves, it would've taken.... far too long to heal...
I'm a firm believer in sharing good experiences, but this is the first bad one I've ever shared... To be honest, I'm grateful I did choose to share it, despite how I felt.."
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Post by Lt Yuna Tremayne on Apr 7, 2009 0:34:54 GMT -5
Anise came closer and gave her another hug and she happily returned the hug as she happily helped out a friend in need of emotional support. To Yuna's surprise, Anise kissed her cheek. She smiled at that, enjoying the affection
I am sure that If we were to have worked that out by ourselves, we would need the aid of a counselor to help bring out the emotions and the feelings that we felt and that could have most likely taken months with a good counselor. I don't believe we have a counselor aboard"
She nodded a bit against her shoulder "I too like to share the good experiences but often times it is also good to share the bad ones too. I feel that way, you know who will stick by you and who will be there for you in bad times, as well as good. Don't you agree?"
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Post by Lt. Anise Shelaas on Apr 7, 2009 11:19:59 GMT -5
She would nod again as she listened to Yuna's response as she slowly pulled away. She had been given help to overcome something that otherwise would have easily taken months, as had a previous traumatic experience, and she was extremely grateful.
"I think you're right on that, with being able to find out those who will stick with you through thick and thin. I hope that more on this ship feel the same way as you do. That way, we can all look out for each other."
Changing her thoughts around, thankful to have finally gotten her own wild emotions sorted out, she remembered they were en route to Starbase 140, and wasn't sure completely what would happen there.
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Post by Cdr Teshurr on Apr 7, 2009 12:07:22 GMT -5
It looks everytime we think Juraans is done...he show his ugly head and trouble is right behind him. And if you are right and this has anything to do with the Omega Project that could spell doom for us all.
Captain.....Who do you want on this away team?....I would like to have Redman and Love if possiable. And maybe just one more. I don't want to bring anymore then a total of 4. I want to be able to get in and out of that factory without being notice.
And if you want us to go by shuttle...I think we should get our hand on something not Federation....Don't you agree?
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Post by Captain Candela Greene on Apr 7, 2009 13:56:15 GMT -5
She ponders her thoughts of a fourth crewman, Knowing what is on hand, and what is available she turns her back to him, and paces to the Viewport, as she sees the stars stream by. If your going to take someone, take Lt Tremayne. All we have to fit this mission is the Orion Avatar. A Type IX will never make the trip. At least with a Delta Flyer you have range, speed, and some technology to keep you all well hidden. She turns back to him, and quips. We meet with the Japan by 0900 hours. We will possibly be there for the entirety. meet us at those coordinates by 0900 the next day. If you don't, we will come in looking for you. Mind you, I don't want you confronting the operation. Just confirm it, and what is it's nature. If they are producing Omega, we call the fleet to wipe it off the face of Denias III. Is that understood?
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Post by GF ACTION on Apr 7, 2009 14:01:59 GMT -5
As the Crusader, and Ptolemy warp by. the screen fades to black.
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