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82480.53 - The Death of Re'ael i-Ihhliae t'Evahni

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Name: The Death of Re'ael i-Ihhliae t'Evahni
RL Date: January 14, 2009
Players: Zakar Jin, Re'ael i-Ihhliae t'Evahni, Ian Sturmvogel, Jonathan Salizar, Aleko Braxx, Ashleigh O'Dae-Harrington, Ro Antos as the Bajoran mob.
Location: Bajor, T'Pau
IC Date: Stardate 82608.21

Zakar's POV:

The opening scene: Re'ael has arrived on Bajor to warn it's medical center of her findings concerning an infection from inoculations with cloaked nanites found after one child collapsed and needed emergency treatment on DS9.

Lobby - Institute of Medicine - B'Laya [Bajor]

The lobby here is wide, the ceiling not especially high. There are rows of plastiform chairs on either side of the room. The floor is lushly carpeted in brilliant red and gold tapestry. The front desk has several windows, with attentive clerks waiting to assist.

Several Bajoran citizens enter from the gardens, eyeing both Zakar and Re'ael and whispering to each other. One steps forward. "You there," he calls, "you outsiders. We don't think you should be here." The grumblings of others seem to indicate their agreement.

Zakar steps forward and says, "I have

Re'ael turns to peruse the citizens and gives a shrug, "Perhaps not, but I do have some information that you may wish to hear."

<UFPB|Epsilon 413> New sensor contact Ship (43)

Zakar steps forward and says, "I might not look like you, but I have spent many months here on Bajor and on DS9. I have studied the teachings of the Prophets." He nods to the Rihannha. "She helped one of your children recently. She /intervened/ for the child. Those are reactions of someone who would lay aside her own differences to reach out to another being."

"That ain't what we heard," the leader interrupts. "What we've heard is that some of our kids on that station got infected my some little machines of yours." He takes a threatening step forward, as does the rest of the group. The clerk behind the desk, who has become increasingly alarmed, reaches under the desk for something.

Re'ael cants an eyebrow and replies with little emotion as she holds her ground. "Your information is incorrect. They are not my 'machines' I simply identified them."

<UFPB|Taurus II> USS Jari lands on Taurus II

<UFPB|Epsilon 413> USS Jari (43) lands on Taurus II (1)

<UFPB|Epsilon 413> Lost: USS Jari (43) H: 359 352 S: None R: 0.50000 @: -66.50 47.40 8.10

<UFPB|Taurus II> USS Jari launching from Taurus II

<UFPB|Epsilon 413> Contact (?) launching from Taurus II (1)

<UFPB|Epsilon 413> New sensor contact Ship (44)

<UFPB|USS Jari|-9264 47 8> Aleko says, "413 auto, dock acc"

<UFPB|Epsilon 413> Docking window Open

<UFPB|Epsilon 413> Docking window Closed

<UFPB|USS Jari|-9264 47 8> Aleko says, "413 auto, dock acc"

<UFPB|Epsilon 413> Docking window Open

<UFPB|Epsilon 413> USS Jari lands on Epsilon 413

<UFPB|Taurus II> USS Jari (35) lands on Epsilon 413 (1)

<UFPB|Epsilon 413> Docking window Closed

"Yeah, well we also heard they were cloaked," the leader counters, "and the only ones with cloaking technology like that are the Klinks and you sneaky bastards." Another step closer, his 'army' right behind him. "And I don't see any Klinks around here."

Re'ael crosses her arms and peers down at the little bajie with aloofness. She shrugs again and replies, "The Rihannsu have no interest in your backward little world. Therefore we would not waste our technology on you."

Zakar looks at the Rihannha and then at the Bajorans. "Is violence the Bajoran way? Is violence the way of the Prophets? Your ancestors were oppressed by the Cardassians. Will you now oppress others in the same way?" He edges more directly between the crowd and the woman.

<UFPB|Starbase 35 <Telstar>> New sensor contact Ship (25)

Another of the mob finally speaks up. "Stay out of this, or you'll be next," he warns. As they move a step closer, a rock is hurled at Re'ael. Though it sails wide, bouncing off a wall, it is accompanied by an angry woman's voice. "Then get the hell off our backward little world, you bitch!" she calls.

Re'ael looks at Zakar and says, before the rock sails past, "Betazoid, you should leave well enough alone." she glances at the crowd and replies, "Very well. I will leave you to your own demise."

<UFPB|USB T'Pau Station|-188 -93 -88> Starfleet Security Team says, "Mya disembarking KE."

Zakar frowns and shakes his head at the Rihannha. "I should, I suppose. Most of your people would. But I happen to believe that your life is as precious as any others."

<UFPB|USB T'Pau Station|-188 -93 -88> Starfleet Security Team says, "Mya boarding SFT Multibase 11."

<UFPB|Magna Roma> BMF Prophets' Profit lands on Magna Roma

<UFPB|Starbase 35 <Telstar>> BMF Prophets' Profit (25) lands on Magna Roma (1)

<UFPB|Starbase 35 <Telstar>> Lost: BMF Prophets' Profit (25) H: 245 328 S: None R: 1.00000 @: -9330.04 -101.10 -56.70

"Yeah, leave well enough alone, alien," one of the Bajorans says, and gives Zakar a firm shove squarely in the middle of his chest. The mob as a whole moves forward. "It's time we taught you people a lesson," the leader threatens, then raises his fist. As they close in on her, the group begins to encircle Re'ael. "Security!" the clerk calls out, standing up and backing away from her desk.

<UFPB|Station 404 <Boreas>> Contact (?) lands on Jeraddo (4)

Re'ael gives a look over her shoulder as some move behind her. She then levels her look at the obvious leader of the pack. "You do realize that I have double your strength and speed. I can snap you neck cleanly within 2.3 seconds. Are you prepared to meet your Prophets little Bajie?"

Zakar staggers at the first blow, and then others while the crowd strikes him on their way to reach Re'ael. "No!" he calls. "Please stop! Look at yourselves! Is this what the Prophets teach you? To hate those who are not like you? Do the Prophets smile on that way? Do they--" One of the men in the mob silences him temporarily with a blow of a long walking-staff. Zakar stumbles and falls. However, he will not be silenced so easily. While he struggles to stand again, he cries out, "No! Please! No! Don't stoop to such hatred!" He clutches his head in his hands, pressing his palms to his temples.

The mob backs down, but just briefly. While a few of them who had focused on Zakar now find themselves wondering what to do next, the rest close in on Re'ael. Fists, feet, and a couple of sticks come at her from all directions.

Re'ael lifts one up over her head and throws him into the crowd, causing them to stumble backward. She then turns, posed to defend herself against the onslaught of feet and fists. She holds her own until on blindsides her with a club, causing her to stumble.

<UFPB|USB T'Pau Station|-188 -93 -88> Starfleet Security Team says, "Aleko disembarking SFT Multibase 10."

<UFPB|USB T'Pau Station|-188 -93 -88> Starfleet Security Team says, "Aleko boarding SFT Multibase 10."

Zakar, battered and bloodied by this frenzied mob, pulls himself up onto a bench when they turn their rage fully on the Rihannha. Leaning on the bench, he yells, "PLEASE! STOP IT!" He clutches his hands to his head again and crumbles onto the bench.

<UFPB|Magna Roma> BMF Prophets' Profit launching from Magna Roma

<UFPB|Starbase 35 <Telstar>> Contact (?) launching from Magna Roma (1)

<UFPB|Starbase 35 <Telstar>> New sensor contact Ship (26)

<UFPB|Magna Roma> S2S Relay (BMF Prophets' Profit): And off to my next destination.

The club comes crashing down twice more in succession, quickly dropping Re'ael. One woman gets a fistfull of her hair and yanks her head back, while an older man throws a wide punch that connects squarely with her jaw. In seconds, any hope Re'ael might have had of defeating the angry Bajorans is surely gone.

<UFPB|Earth|24 62 0> Starfleet Security Team says, "Mya disembarking UFPT Cluster 08."

<UFPB|Earth|24 62 0> Starfleet Security Team says, "Mya boarding Transport Ree."

Sharia senses Zakar feeling intense pain, and sensing even more intense, murderous hatred from a large group of Bajorans.

You sense Sharia's thought in your mind: "Zak??? What is going on? Zak? Where are you hurt? Do you need me to come? Where are you?"

Sharia senses Zakar saying, "Ria ... garden ... Bajor ... DON'T COME! PLEASE DON'T COME."

You sense Sharia's thought in your mind: "Zak, you are in pain. Why? What is going on? Talk to me."

<UFPB|Starbase 35 <Telstar>> Lost: BMF Prophets' Profit (26) H: 86 9 S: w13.00 R: [16.31] @: -9328.95 -85.01 -54.20

Sharia senses Zakar saying, "There's a ... mob. They're angry. They hate ... all foreigners. They ... want to kill us. Stay away!"

You sense Sharia's thought in your mind: "Have they hurt you? Zak?"

<UFPB|Epsilon 611> BSV Kupe II launching from Epsilon 611

<UFPB|Epsilon 611> New sensor contact Ship (10)

Re'ael feels the cracking of her jaw as thick dark green blood blinds her vision from a gash to her head. The blow stuns her from the side of her face and another to her lower arm as she attempts to shield her head from the onslaught of fury.

<FDS|Epsilon 611|7446 -5376 132> Lucius says, "Starfleet Command, the BSV Kupe II is clear and set adrift in the Usho Prime sector. Its crew and cargo have been safely secured for the moment."

Zakar continues to hold his head in his hands but he moves toward the crowd. "NO!" He screams. "NO! Don't stoop to such things! PLEASE! DON'T DO THIS!"

<UFPB|Epsilon 611> Lost: BSV Kupe II (10) H: 218 326 S: w16.00 R: [8.047] @: 7440.77 -5380.10 126.97

One of the Bajorans backs away from the mob and takes a swing at Zakar, his fist making contact near the Betazoid's ear. One by one, the others peel away as well, revealing a bruised and bloodied Romulan lying helplessly on the floor. Two or three kick her as the others watch, but she does not appear to respond.

Dark green blossoms beneath her head as her blood pools and spreads. She lies motionless, slowly opening her eyes then closing them slowly as she feels her life force draining slowly from her. She sighs softly and it comes out as a wet gurgle. A cough causes her to spasm once and she murmurs to herself, "What a stupid way to die." as her vision fades to black.

Zakar falls to his hands and knees. He crawls toward where the other foreigner lies in a pool of her own blood. He occasionally looks up through eyes that are now only partially open due to several blows having struck his head. He makes his way slowly toward her. When he finally comes within range, he reaches out a hand and touches her. "Not yet! Please! I cannot save you, but I will take a message for you to your people if you wish."

While a few of the Bajorans show some degree of remorse once the deed is done, many of them turn their attention to Zakar. "Get away from her," one says, and kicks him away.

The kick separates Zakar from his target for a moment, but not for long. In his determination, he flings himself forward to fall on top of her. "NO!" he defies them. "Leave her. I'll see that her body leaves Bajor."

Zakar can feel her mind as she is too weak to shield it, as if a sound is fading to stillness. "Run... little one. Before they turn their hate upon you..." Then the sound is gone as she takes her last breath.

Enough of the Bajorans finally lose their appetite that the mob as a whole loses its momentum. "Fine," one says, spitting on Zakar, "take her carcass and get out of here." With that final indignity, they file out, one by one.

<UFPB|Earth|24 62 0> Starfleet Security Team says, "Nemoris Tolmak boarding UFPT Multiplanet 02."

Zakar pushes himself up to a semi-sitting position on the ground. He cradles the dying Rihannha's head in his hands. He tearfully whispers over her, "I will see that you leave here with dignity."

Rommie cradled in Zakar's arms on floor, lots of blood. He's crying, she's dead.

Oh and the mob has already fled.

Itasha Pand is still shouting orders as he storms into the lobby. "Zale, Inal, secure this building. Shoot anyone who tries to get past the line." He looks around the lobby.

Ian Sturmvogel runs in behind Itasha, wearing a strange foreign black and green uniform, and holding his arm straight out, as though his gloved hand was a weapon... he points to Zakar... "Over there! there he is!" He runs over to Zakar.... "Zakar are you.... Oh, Mithras... Mithras no..." Ian kneels down next to Ra'ael.... He puts his hand to her neck, searching for a pulse.

<UFPB|Betazed|-188 -93 -88> Starfleet Security Team says, "Nemoris Tolmak disembarking UFPT Multiplanet 02."

A thinning crowd of Bajorans is milling around the garden, seemingly coming from one open space in the garden. They look as if they have been in a nasty fight. Some are spattered with a what normally might be taken for blood except that it is green. In the clearing, beneath an ancient tree, are two bodies. One is that of a tall Vulcanoid woman, lying in a growing pool of green blood. Over her is a small man. The woman is still, but the man is breathing although his breath is shallow. He gently smoothes the woman's onyx-black hair from her face, trying to give it a neat appearance amidst the carnage. Both are battered with numerous bruises, lacerations, and much of the woman's blood.

Itasha Pand looks to Ian, sees that he is seeing to the Zakar and the gurgling aliens, and continues to coordinate the security of the building. He shouts, "Detain EVERYONE."

<UFPB|Betazed> S2S Relay (CF Tesinel Alpha): Launching and enroute outbound to the Gamora front.

<UFPB|Betazed> CF Tesinel Alpha launching from Betazed

<UFPB|USB T'Pau Station> Contact (?) launching from Betazed (1)

<UFPB|USB T'Pau Station> New sensor contact Ship (99)

Milita security men swarm around, and begin arresting the milling Bajorans. Some of them are not coming quietly, and the shouting and resisting begins.

<GAM|SLP Gambit|-86 -317 -158> Darvok says, "Gambit on final approach to the Gamoran system."

<UFPB|USB T'Pau Station> Lost: CF Tesinel Alpha (99) H: 105 333 S: w16.20 R: [6.296] @: -189.70 -87.89 -91.01

<GAM|FSB Skyhawk II> New sensor contact Ship (109)

<GAM|QI'tomer|138 -162 62> Tyveron says, "sky auto, update contact 109"

<GAM|FSB Skyhawk II> <Sh> 109 N: Unknown <Unknown> ( 2%)

<GAM|FSB Skyhawk II> <Sh> 109 B: 210 5 R: [8.874] H: 30 355 S: w16.00

<GAM|FSB Skyhawk II> <Sh> 109 L: Neutral @: -9418.37 -3.07 -138.28

<GAM|FSB Skyhawk II> SLP Gambit (109) lands on Kelvas Facility (18)

<GAM|FSB Skyhawk II> Lost: SLP Gambit (109) H: 30 355 S: None R: 1.00000 @: Gamora III

<UFPB|Betazed> S2S Relay (CF Tesinel Alpha): Outbound.

<GAM|FSB Skyhawk II> New sensor contact Ship (110)

<GAM|CF Tesinel Alpha|-9410 -2 -137> Nemoris Tolmak says, "Inbound for Kelvas."

<GAM|CF Tesinel Alpha|-9410 -1 -138> Nemoris Tolmak says, "Three parsecs out, warp 16.2"

<GAM|FSB Skyhawk II> CF Tesinel Alpha (110) lands on Kelvas Facility (18)

<GAM|FSB Skyhawk II> Lost: CF Tesinel Alpha (110) H: 100 334 S: None R: 1.00000 @: Gamora III

<UFPB|USB T'Pau Station|-188 -93 -88> Starfleet Security Team says, "Aleko disembarking SFT Multibase 10."

<UFPB|USB T'Pau Station|-188 -93 -88> Starfleet Security Team says, "Aleko boarding KE."

Ian Sturmvogel huddles next to Zakar, where he is weeping next to Re'ael... "I'm so sorry... I'm so sorry Zakar.. I wish I could have been here sooner...."

<UFPB|Station 404 <Boreas>> New sensor contact Ship (61)

<UFPB|Starbase 001 <Spacedock>> Border Outbound at -127.470 198.538 -44.149

<UFPB|Starbase 001 <Spacedock>> Outbound at Sector 4: -9325.414 198.538 -44.149

Itasha Pand shouts over the din, "Ian! Whats the situation with the Federation Diplomat and the Romulan?"

<GAM|BMF Prophets' Profit|-9325 201 -44> Penet says, "Outbound, in route to Bajor to quell some stupid riot over aliens on a planet populated by ... well ... nevermind."

Ian Sturmvogel squints and shakes his head to Itasha... the scene is clear... Zakar weeping, Re'ael unmoving. Ian winces, out of smypathy for those suffering.

Itasha Pand says, "Damn."

Itasha Pand says, "Colonel, we have a wounded Federation diplomat and a dead Romulan here on the surface. My teams are detaining troublemakers now." to nobody in particular.

Itasha Pand says, "dee auto, relay to organia: relay: Priority Message for the Federation Department of State." to nobody in particular.

<UFPB|Organia> S2S Relay (BSB Deep Space 9 <DS9>): Priority Message for the Federation Department of State.

<UFPB|Station 404 <Boreas>> Lost: contact (61) H: 91 358 S: w14.20 R: [16.38] @: -127.86 215.53 -44.85

<UFPB|Station 404 <Boreas>> New sensor contact Ship (62)

<UFPB|Station 404 <Boreas>> Lost: contact (62)

Zakar lifts his eyes and peers from between swollen lids at Ian. His words come in a thick slur through his bloodied, equally swollen lips. "I ... don't think that you could have prevented this, Ian. They wanted blood. They have it!" He looks down at the woman's lifeless body. "She ... didn't deserve to die like this."

While some Bajorans are surrendering peacefully, a few begin to struggle. One shouts, "Bajor for Bajorans!

...and after a moment is stunned by a nervous Milita security guard.

Itasha Pand growls, "Team Gamma, cover the Ambassador and the wounded." Six Milita form up on the group.

Ian Sturmvogel looks up at the final chanter... he just shakes his head, lowers his head.. a single tear streams down his cheek... "Zakar... I am so... so... so very sorry... I I..." Ian is just consumed, he covers his face with his hands out of anguish over the situation.

Itasha Pand listens as a small Bajoran woman crosses the room and whispers into Pand's ear. Pand becomes furious. "I don't give a DAMN if the medical team is to afraid to come in here and do their duty. My men will keep them secure. If I dont have medics and doctors in here in one minute, they will be brought here by GUNPOINT!"

Three Bajorans who were standing to a side of the room muttering suddenly dash across and attempt to surge past the guards to get at Ian and Zakar.

<UFPB|Station 404 <Boreas>> Contact (?) lands on Bajor (1)

<GAM|IKB HoSghurwI'|-9411 1 -139> K'laag says, "Yet another Bajoran emergency today?"

<GAM|BMF Prophets' Profit|-9326 222 -45> Penet says, "I can't leave them alone for a day without something happening, it seems."

<GAM|Bajor|-128 222 -45> Itasha Pand says, "K'laag, go to hell."

Ian Sturmvogel gently palpates Zakar though their shared anguish... feeling the bone, but at once Ian sees something out of the corner of his eye... he turns quickly, attmpting to place Zakar behind him... he shoots out his arm as a surge of energy begins to form at his gloved fist, a whiff of ozone... Ian's face looks shocked... angry...

<GAM|tGD HIjwI'|134 -165 59> qul'Hegh laughs...

<GAM|IKB HoSghurwI'|-9411 1 -139> K'laag says, "Send me yourself."

Itasha Pand says, "dee auto, relay to organia: relay: This is a priority hail for Starfleet, the FDS, or anyone who is awake over there." to nobody in particular.

<UFPB|Organia> S2S Relay (BSB Deep Space 9 <DS9>): This is a priority hail for Starfleet the FDS or anyone who is awake over there.

<GAM|tGD HIjwI'|138 -162 62> qul'Hegh says, "For which, ne', I do not believe one has the spine..."

Zakar grimaces and taps his compin. He murmurs something into it.

Penet arrives from the ]O[ Front Door door, which then quietly closes behind him.

Penet has arrived.

<UFPB|Bajor|-128 222 -45> Zakar says, "Organia auto, relay to DS9: relay: This is ... Federation ... Department of State."

<UFPB|Organia> Relaying Transmission

<UFPB|Organia> BSB Deep Space 9 <DS9> confirms relay successful.

<GAM|IKB HoSghurwI'|-9411 1 -139> K'laag says, "If he is one of the rioters, I think we should help the colonel suppress them."

Penet strolls in, armed and not in one of his happy moods.

Ian Sturmvogel is in front of Zakar's crumpled body, protecting him and the Romulan female corpse from an incoming group of Bajoran rioters. His outstretched gloved hand seems to be drawing in energy, as though getting ready to discharge. Ian seems shocked, angry...

<GAM|Bajor|-128 222 -45> Penet says, "Are any members of the Federation Diplomatic Corps monitoring this channel? Our priority relays to ORgania have not been answered."

<GAM|Bajor|-128 222 -45> Itasha Pand says, "While I am sure some people swoon with your smarmy and witty commentary which seems to be endless, I am not one of them. The Colonel has arrived, we will take care of the situation."

<GAM|FSB Skyhawk II|-9411 1 -139> Q'var says, "Major Itasha, your continued antagonism of the Empire's military contributions to this alliance will not be tolerated."

<GAM|tGD HIjwI'|138 -162 62> qul'Hegh says, "Ah, I would hope it does not reach any.. undesirable outcomes, coming from such a Star Warrior as yourself."

Penet begins issuing orders via a seperate communicator he brought with him. Within seconds, entire squads of armed BDF security officers begin appearing at key locations around the mob.

<GAM|IMC veQDuj|-9529 -114 -90> tolIn says, "Does the bajor'ngan slight us by asking the DIvI' and not the mighty tlhIngan wo'?"

Itasha Pand says, "dee auto, relay to organia: relay: This is a priority hail for Starfleet, the FDS, or anyone who is awake over there." to nobody in particular.

<UFPB|Organia> S2S Relay (BSB Deep Space 9 <DS9>): This is a priority hail for Starfleet the FDS or anyone who is awake over there.

<UFPB|Epsilon 611|7446 -5376 132> Ashleigh says, "73 auto, relay to DS9: relay: Starfleet responding. What seems to be the matter, DS9?"

<UFPB|Starbase 73 <Camelot>> Relaying Transmission

<UFPB|Starbase 73 <Camelot>> BSB Deep Space 9 <DS9> confirms relay successful.

Itasha Pand says, "dee auto, relay to organia: relay: There has been an incident on Bajor. One of your diplomats, one Zakar Jin has been seriously wounded." to nobody in particular.

<UFPB|Organia> S2S Relay (BSB Deep Space 9 <DS9>): There has been an incident on Bajor. One of your diplomats one Zakar Jin has been seriously wounded.

Ian Sturmvogel begins to stand up as the mob is surrounded... a few of the mob indeed begin to see the guards and they stand down... However, Ian continues standing and looks squarely at the mob leader. Seething with anger, his brow furrowed and lip quivering, his eye staring down the lead man, he raises his outstreched hand, ready to clench and discharge his weapon. "YOU... WILL... STAND... DOWN..." Ian says, a notible quiver of rage in his voice.

<GAM|IKB HoSghurwI'|-9411 1 -139> Aleko says, "I'll note Mister Zakar Jin attempted to answer. His transmission was marked as successfully relayed to DS9. Now Mrs. Harrington is answering. Are you recieving Bajor?"

Penet calls for a medic, who rushes in to tend the wounded.

<GAM|Bajor|-128 222 -45> Penet says, "We are."

<GAM|tGD HIjwI'|138 -162 62> qul'Hegh says, "Perhaps the Major also has difficulty with communications."

<GAM|Bajor|-128 222 -45> Penet says, "Zakar is the one that was trying to contact FDC."

<GAM|IKB HoSghurwI'|-9411 1 -139> Aleko says, "Situation of Mister Jin? How was he wounded? Is he concious?"

<GAM|Bajor|-128 222 -45> Penet says, "It appears the diplomat met with some diplomatic negotiations that were not good for his body."

<GAM|IMC veQDuj|-9529 -114 -90> tolIn chuckles.

<GAM|Bajor|-128 222 -45> Penet says, "He is alive. I'm a soldier, not a doctor."

"Ian," Zakar cautions. "The damage is done. I ... think that they'll leave peacefully. But ... be careful. /Any/ foreigners might become a threat. Even you."

<GAM|IKB HoSghurwI'|-9411 1 -139> Aleko says, "A federation medical team will arrive shortly to attend to Mister Jin. Please let him know we are on our way."

Penet begins directing the security teams into an a series of maneuvers to sweep the rioters down the street towards the less populated areas of B'laya City.

Penet says to Zakar as a brief moment allows, "Federation medical teams are in route to get you off Bajor."

Penet drops Field Medkit (8270).

Itasha Pand sees that Penet has taken command, recalls his DS9 security teams, and moves to the exits.

as the mob is led away, Ian just stands there for a moment, still quivering in anger, seething with hatred.... his arm drops to his side, and then a few secodns later... his entire body just rleaxes, his afce drawn, his eye cast downward... the words that Zakar gives have apparently hit a nerve, and he just sits down, cross legged, in that one spot. He shakes his head, again, his hhands covering his face as the last of the rioters in the area are led away. "Why... why all of this...."

Itasha Pand leaves through the ]O[ Front Door door.

Itasha Pand has left.

<GAM|Bajor|-128 222 -45> Penet says, "We seem to have the rioters under control. No additional assistance is required, aside from a doctor and medical team to evacuate the ambassador."

Zakar squints at Penet and nods. "Thank you, Sir." Then he looks down at the corpse lying beside him. "Please advise them to be ready to take her, too, under my responsibility."

<GAM|Bajor|-128 222 -45> Penet says, "A simple show of force was used and they departed peacefully. Aside from the ambassador one one other, a Romulan I beleive, only minor injuries are being reported."

<GAM|Bajor|-128 222 -45> Penet says, "And I should use the proper radio. My apologies."

One of the local doctors arrives and assesses the situation of leaving people, a dead romulan and a beaten man. He frowns slightly and approaches the commanding officer. "I am a physician..." He offers and then looks down at the Betazoid

<GAM|IKB HoSghurwI'|-9411 1 -139> Aleko says, "Copy that Colonel. I will be taking a simple shuttlecraft to evac him than. DS9 expect a... Inferno to be there."

<GAM|Bajor|-128 222 -45> Penet says, "Understood. The Ambassador has requested that you evacuate this dead Romulan as well. A personal matter."

Ian Sturmvogel stands from where he had his moment of weakness and walks over to Zakar... "Mr. Jin... I... who was she..."

<GAM|Kelvas Facility|-9411 1 -139> Nemoris Tolmak says, "Dead Romulan?"

<GAM|FSB Skyhawk II> Contact (?) launching from IKB HoSghurwI' (70)

<GAM|FSB Skyhawk II> New sensor contact Ship (111)

<GAM|Bajor|-128 222 -45> Penet says, "Yes. Fortuantely, I'm a soldier and not a diplomat. I won't have to explain why there's a dead Romulana and a badly injured Federation ambassador on Bajor of all places."

Zakar looks at the woman again and then to Ian. "I ... barely knew her. But ... she didn't deserve the death that they gave. Some of them ... wanted to do more." He shudders at something in his own thoughts.

The Bajoran doctor turns from the commander and approaches the injured man. "Sir... I can help if you will allow me to examine you." the man says softly.

<GAM|FSB Skyhawk II> Lost: USSF Inferno Two (111) H: 30 59 S: w16.10 R: [7.304] @: -9407.45 3.30 -132.76

Ian Sturmvogel closes his eye in disgust... ".. after everything the Romulans have done for the Bajorans... this makes me sick." Ian looks around and speaks softer to Zakar... "It sounds like the Federation is sending someone soon." he turns to the doctor... "Thank you sir, you too kind... and brave. It is unfortunate that today a simple act of compassion must also be brave."

<UFPB|Starbase 001 <Spacedock>> Border Inbound at -205.076 5.840 -124.402

<UFPB|Starbase 001 <Spacedock>> Inbound at Sector 4: -9403.020 5.840 -124.402

The Bajoran doctor smiles slightly and replies, "I had a good teacher." as he waits for the Beta's permission.

<GAM|USSF Inferno Four|-9523 -74 -35> Aleko says, "Inferno Four launching for Bajor"

<GAM|FSB Skyhawk II> Contact (?) launching from IKB HoSghurwI' (70)

<GAM|FSB Skyhawk II> New sensor contact Ship (112)

Zakar bows his head to the doctor as well. "Yes, thank you," he agrees. "I ..." He presses his hand to his head and his eyes close completely. "Yes."

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Ian Sturmvogel stands up and looks around. He says to no one in particular, but apparently meant for Zakar. "How far gone is it all? How much beyond redemption? After everything that has been done.. the struggles, the strive towards equality... they were under the wrong side of the hammer for far too long... The cardassians more than hurt them... they taught them. Taught them how to hate, how to mistrust. And look at how far gone it is now. How far gone indeed."

<UFPB|Starbase 001 <Spacedock>> Border Inbound at -202.792 19.571 -126.827

<UFPB|Starbase 001 <Spacedock>> Inbound at Sector 4: -9400.736 19.571 -126.827

Penet is direxting the final mopup operations.

Zakar parts his eyelids slightly and murmurs, "Doctor ... Tobin Edan ... Father ... Thalasa ... dear Thalasa. gone ... tried to reach ... gone."

Penet announces, "Eleven detained, triple that cited."

The doctor blinks then nods in agreement. He says soflty, "He was a good man." then begins to assess the injuries. "If you can stand... I will have my assistant cover your friend and see if I can't take care of you. You're people are coming for you?"

Ian Sturmvogel turns and watches Zakar for a moment... He unfastens his tunic-jacket and removes it off his shoulders, placing it onto Zakar's, kneeling downa s he does so. He pats him twice on his shoulders... he lips wordless, but his mind, racing through thoughts of his past expericnes with hatred and violence... all ending in grief. Using his thoughts, he tries to convey this feeling to Zakar, hoping that he understand, though it all.

<GAM|BSB Deep Space 9|-9326 222 -45> Ashleigh says, "I have arrived on Deep Space Nine, Colonel. Where should I go from here?"

Ian Sturmvogel stands from where he is by Zakar... "I can bring the Federation to this place."

Ian Sturmvogel quickly heads out the door to meet the Feds.

<GAM|Bajor|-128 222 -45> Penet says, "B'laya City, Bajor."

<GAM|BSB Deep Space 9|-9326 222 -45> Ashleigh says, "On my way."

<GAM|Bajor|-128 222 -45> Penet says, "We're in the medical center."

<GAM|BSB Deep Space 9|-9326 222 -45> Ashleigh says, "... Maybe..."

<GAM|Bajor|-128 222 -45> Penet says, "Mind the guards. They're a little ... harsh these days."

Ian Sturmvogel leads the woman into the building lobby, where a Bajoran doctor is working on Zakar, and a Romulan woman is lying, dead, next to him. Security seem to be crawling all over the room. "Mr. Jin... the individual from Starfleet is here..." Ian gestures to the Starfleet representative to the man on the ground.

In an area that has been cleared of any obstructions are two bodies. One is that of a tall Vulcanoid woman, lying in a growing pool of green blood. Over her is a small man. The woman is still, but the man is breathing although his breath is shallow. He gently smoothes the woman's onyx-black hair from her face, trying to give it a neat appearance amidst the carnage. Both are battered with numerous bruises, lacerations, and much of the woman's blood.

A Bajoran doctor is treating Zakar's wounds. He looks rather grim when the humans arrive and points to the body beneath the sheet. He then reports, "He has sustained several contusions and a possible concussion. I stabalized his condition until you could arrive." He then turns to Zakar and pats his shoulder. "You should be fine now, Sir."

Salizar steps over behind Ashleigh and leans over to her and whispers to her.

Salizar whispers to Ashleigh.

Ian Sturmvogel turns his head to the representative, and notices another man behind him. Ian frowns, and instead moves towards Zakar, staying by him.

And the individual from Starfleet is completely ununiformed, completely unprepared to handle this situation, but anyone who knows Ashleigh should not be surprised that she has arrived completely unready. As soon as she's led to the Betazoid, she lays a hand on his shoulder and looks down at him in pure worry and concern. "Zakar?" she asks softly, in a light Irish accent, "I tried to raise Sharia, but.. she wasn't available. Aleko's on his way with a Starfleet vessel." Salizar's voice behind her does cause her to jump slightly, and she peers at him. Peers. Tries to ... look professional, and simply nods. Right then. Attention back to Zakar.

"Thank you doctor," Zakar answers in a slurred voice through swollen lips. "I ... appreciate your help ... more than you'll know." Then he turns to peer through equally swollen eyes at Ashleigh. "Ashleigh? Thank you. We ... should go." He gestures feebly to the body lying beside him and enshrouded under a sheet.

"Not until Aleko gets here," Ashleigh says firmly, in that voice that's been groomed for command. She glances over her shoulder at Salizar, then looks to the doctor. Ok, now what? She's here. Oh yes. Finally, her gaze turns towards the Romulan and she asks, lightly, "What happened? How.. how did this happen?"

<UFPB|Epsilon 413> New sensor contact Ship (45)

<UFPB|Starbase 001 <Spacedock>> Border Outbound at -142.004 183.854 -60.402

<UFPB|Starbase 001 <Spacedock>> Outbound at Sector 4: -9339.948 183.854 -60.402

Zakar nods and then looks around. "Ian? Ian, Please. Understand. They were ... confused. Don't blame them."

Ian Sturmvogel turns to Ashleigh... and grudingly to Salizar. "There was a riot... of late, elements of the Bajoran populace have grown increasingly angry at anyone they consider to be an 'alien.' These xenophobic tendencies came to a head this evening for what reason... I don't know." Ian pauses for a moment... "We tried to get here as quickly as possible when we were... notified."

Ian Sturmvogel shakes his head to Zakar... "Zakar, please, relax... we've tried... we've tried everything."

Salizar steps backs against the wall and waits, he eyes each of the individuals in the room.

The doctor listenst to Ian's explanation and nods his head. "I am curious, Sir. Do you know who notified you?"

Ian Sturmvogel looks to Zakar for a moment, and then to the doctor. "I was notified."

<UFPB|Epsilon 413> Docking window Open

<UFPB|Epsilon 413> USSF Inferno Two lands on Epsilon 413

<UFPB|Taurus II> contact (36) lands on Epsilon 413 (1)

Ashleigh's eyes widen as she looks at Zakar. All apprehension drains from her face as she studies him. Quietly. Eyes slowly narrow and she turns to look at Ian. Surely.. surely there are *many* Ians on this planet, right? Must be. She eyes him a moment longer, then turns back to Zakar. "Just rest. Aleko should be here soon." Great, she's bringing Yet Another Alien to Bajor during this time. "Do.. do you feel we should make a travel advisory? Suggest that Federation citizens avoid this area for the time being?"

<UFPB|Epsilon 413> Docking window Closed

<UFPB|Epsilon 413> Refueling USSF Inferno Two

<UFPB|Epsilon 413> USSF Inferno Two launching from Epsilon 413

<UFPB|Taurus II> Contact (?) launching from Epsilon 413 (1)

<UFPB|Epsilon 413> New sensor contact Ship (46)

Ian Sturmvogel bites his lip and shakes his lip hesitantly. "The last time we had a riot like this... it was over a year ago. This one was only forty people... my belief is that bajoran security has it under control..." Ian pauses... "But I am only a freighter captain. You best speak with representatives of the government or military on this matter."

<UFPB|Epsilon 413> Lost: USSF Inferno Two (46) H: 197 316 S: w16.10 R: [5.762] @: -70.47 46.15 4.11

The doctor comments, "Until the matter is dealt with, it may be best if others avoided Bajor, specifically. There is a growing unrest and though many of us do not feel as this mob did, that unrest is growing." He looks at them each intently. "It isn't safe.

<GAM|USSF Inferno Four|-9327 219 -46> Aleko says, "inbound Bajoran space"

Ian Sturmvogel squints at the doctor, shaking his head at the discrepency in opinions. He says nothing.

Salizar looks over at Ian and steps over to him, "Mr. Sturmvogel, we keep running into each other." He motions over to Zakar, "The Bajorans are always at unrest it seems." He smiles and turns back to Ian, "How have you been Ian?"

Zakar nods. "advisory ... yes," he agrees. "And, perhaps Bajorans should take us to the ... ship. No more ... foreigners ... precaution."

Ian Sturmvogel smiles tersely to Salizar. "The usual, none the worse for wear. And I see that, by your clothing choices, you once again put substance over style."

Ashleigh lifts her eyes and sighs. "Figures," she mutters and tries to coax Zakar with her to sit on one of the nearby beds. "Fighter," she says softly. "Aleko's bringing a fighter. On the bright side, it's fast. Which is why he's bringing ..." Salizar's comment, though, finally sinks in. Ian. Sturmvogel. Color drains from her cheeks and she turns to look at the man. And the look is most certainly not friendly.

Ian Sturmvogel smiles tersely to Salizar. "The usual, none the worse for wear. And I see that, by your clothing choices, you once again put style over substance."

<GAM|USSF Inferno Four|-9326 222 -45> Aleko says, "Colonel Penet, where is the Ambassador?"

Salizar nods, "I am a man of many talents. Have to find clothing that fits all needs." He pauses, "What is your take on the environment down here. A human, loyal to the Bajoran government, possibly hated by the Bajoran people treated just like an outsider because of your race."

Salizar says, "Senior Chief, we are in the medical center on bajor. Head to the memorial area from the landing area. You can find us there." to nobody in particular.

Ian Sturmvogel turns to Salizar, "My take is that these are my people too. I've stayed because of this culture... I know them... this violance, this anger... this is not Bajor."

<UFPB|Earth|24 62 0> Starfleet Security Team says, "Zitto disembarking UFPT Cluster 07."

Ashleigh takes a step away from Zakar, eyes narrowing as she closes the distance between Ian and herself. Hands ball into fists, and she practically snarls, "*You*!" Accent thick now, it's simply a miracle she hasn't slipped into Gaelic yet. "And what's it like to have *no loyalty* to the *one person in the universe* you're sword to love and protect?!" she continues asking after Salizar leaves off, right balled fist coming up and taking a random swing towards Ian's shoulder. Other fist comes in to pound towards the other shoulder. "YOU DON'T KNOW ANGER!"

Salizar says, "I would suggest bringing the vessel down to Bajor so that transport and evacuation will be easier." to nobody in particular.

Zakar summons his strength to call, "Ashleigh!"

<UFPB|Station 404 <Boreas>> Contact (?) lands on Bajor (1)

Salizar speaks into his communicator he jumps, a bit startled and reaches out to grasp Ashleigh by the torso and pushes her away from Ian

The doctor blinks as the woman goes mad. He looks at Zakar and shakes his head. "They are lovers?" he whispers.

Aleko steps into the hospital, eyes looking about. He heads to the nearest clerk, "Chief Aleko Braxx. I'm here to evac a patient. An ambassador Zakar Jin. Where would I find him?"

Salizar is holding Asheleigh around the torso, she looks upset, and pushes her back away from Ian, who is standing behind Salizar.

Ian Sturmvogel completely does not avoid the first punch, and catches it right in the back... Ian ducks, but the second punch from Ashleigh catches him off balance and he falls to the ground. He quickly tries to flip oevr on his back, trying to see who.. or what.. attacked him... His eyes open wide when he sees it wasn't a rioter on the loose, but instead the reopresentative from the Federation. "What the HELL?" His face is both puzzled and angered.

Ian Sturmvogel completely does not avoid the first punch, and catches it right in the back... Ian ducks, but the second punch from Ashleigh catches him off balance and he falls to the ground. He quickly tries to flip oevr on his back, trying to see who.. or what.. attacked him... His eye opens wide when he sees it wasn't a rioter on the loose, but instead the reopresentative from the Federation. "What the HELL?" His face is both puzzled and angered.

Ashleigh struggles against the hold Salizar has on her, still glaring and fuming towards Ian. She's not done yet! Hands still balled into fists. "Excactly!" she yells at the man on his back. "WHAT THE HELL! You're supposed to love and protect her! AND YOU ABANDONED HER!!"

The doctor eyebrows raise and he comments, "Perhaps she needs a sedative?" to no one in particular.

Zakar frowns and attempts a weak shrug. "Perhaps once," he slurs. Again, he calls, "Ashleigh! Please!" At first the voice is as commanding as it can be in his weakened condition. However, it becomes a plea, "No more violence! Please!"

Ian Sturmvogel stands up and pulls something out from under his shirt.. a necklace with a ring attached to it, matching the ring he still wears on his left hand. "SHE! SHE ABANDONED ME!! IT WAS AIDOANN WHO RETURNED THIS!"

Salizar turns to look behind him, a straight face turns to a sly smile as he looks at Ian on the floor, "So I guess you two have met?" He turns back to Ashleigh, straight face again, "Lieutenant perhaps now is not the right time or place to have this discussion." He turns and waves over to the Senior Chief and says, "Chief we really need to move the injured individual to a medical facility."

Aleko glances over to the obvious yelling, forgoing even having to get direction and he's suddenly aware Ashleigh... was hitting someone. It's surprising for two reasons. One, Ashleigh couldn't hit the side of a barn wall. And two, well he's seen her all hot and bothered, but to actually attack someone... "Lt. ASHLEIGH O'DAE HARRINGTON! Remember yourself. You are a Starfleet Officer!"

<UFPB|Trill> S2S Relay (CMV Rekonda): Launching from Trill enroute to Union space.

<UFPB|Trill> CMV Rekonda launching from Trill

<UFPB|Starbase 002 <Andromeda>> Contact (?) launching from Trill (1)

<UFPB|Starbase 002 <Andromeda>> New sensor contact Ship (12)

"Please! No more violence!" Zakar insists, raising his hands to his head and starting to curl into a fetal position. He groans in pain from the effort and begins to tremble visibly. "PLEASE!"

The doctor shakes his head at the chaos. "And you think Bajorans can be violent."

"SHE RETURNED IT BECAUSE YOU BLOODY WELL LEFT HER TO ROT IN A CELL!" Ashleigh matches Ian's shouting tone for tone. The difference is, she's being held back, and if she weren't, she'd likely be railing on him some more. So angry, she shakes, glaring at the human who has shoved the ring in her face. "You're lucky, Sturmvogel!" she declares, "Had it been *me*, it wouldn't be that ring that is missing!" Aleko's voice is what finally brings her back to reality. She stops struggling against Salizar and simply glares at Ian. She considers, then Zakar's voice reminds her why she's even there. "Chief Braxx," she says in soft, thickey Irish accented and controlled tone, "Please help me get Mister Jin to a Starfleet facility - the Valley, if at all possible. Mister Salizar, your assistance is appreciated." The whole time she speaks, she's glaring at Ian.

The doctor kneels to help Zakar. "Are you going to be alright. I can admit you here and have guards stationed outside if you would rather not go with these... people." he says softly, his discomfort evident at the scene that has just unfolded.

<UFPB|Starbase 002 <Andromeda>> Lost: CMV Rekonda (12) H: 102 348 S: w13.00 R: [15.34] @: -53.23 89.68 62.92

Salizar nods to Ashleigh, he rolls his eyes as he is refered to as mister, he removes his hands from her hips. He pauses for a moment, looks at Aleko and says, "Did you say Harrington?" He turns to Ashleigh, "I thought your last name was O'Dae." Dramatic pause. "Harrington? That's who you married? Holy cow! What a small world!"

Ian Sturmvogel takes two steps closer to Ashleigh, matching her tone of voice. "Someone tried to kill Aidoann, and framed her for blowing up that vessel... exactly after she saw me for the first time in 3 months. If she released... or held in a Bajoran prison..." Ian yells this next part, "SOMEONE WOULD HAVE TRIED TO FINISH THE JOB!" Ian becomes icy once more... "And I would have been helpless to stop it. So yes! I had Itasha, Tora and even Zakar here try to keep her safe and OUT OF BAJORAN HANDS!" At this, Ian takes off his ring, and rips the ring off the neckless. "You can give her both of these. Or leave them on the ground. Your choice."

Aleko nods curtly, having gotten through to his friend. By standing orders, Ashleigh may have been an officer, but in a situation where she was doing something unbecoming a representative of Starfleet he was in his right as Senior Chief to subdue her. The way his hand was going towards his phaser meant he was serious, even though Ash knows, Aleko would have no problem just knocking her out. "Aye sir. Of course. Inferno Four is right at the landing area. Doctor, is Mister Jin Stable enough to be moved?"

<UFPB|Starbase 001 <Spacedock>> Border Outbound at -202.622 4.600 -128.766

<UFPB|Starbase 001 <Spacedock>> Outbound at Sector 4: -9400.566 4.600 -128.766

Zakar tries to open his eyes but that only brings more pain. He shakes his head. "Doctor, stop them from ... thinking violence. I've ... had ... more than I can ... tolerate." He again tries to curl into the position and again groans in agony. "PLEASE!" he begs.

Salizar looked at you.

<GAM|FSB Skyhawk II> New sensor contact Ship (113)

The doctor nods hesitantly. "Yes... if he wishes to go. I would ask that you refrain from more violence. Even the thoughts are causing him excruciating pain."

Ashleigh licks her lips as she continues to glare at Ian, and down to the rings he's tossed on the ground. Hmmm. Information she didn't have before, nor did Aidoann. She does have to pause, and simply glares at the rings. After a long moment of due consideration, she leans down, picks up the ring on the chain and pockets it, turns and lays a hand on Zakar again. "I'm.. really sorry, my friend," she says, trying to control her anger, but.. still almost shaking. "If you'd like,I can have Aleko take you back on the Inferno, and I'll return... via transport. I simply want to get you to Sharia."

<GAM|USSF Inferno Two|-213 1 -139> Rolf says, "HoS auto, dock access"

<GAM|IKB HoSghurwI'> Docking window Open

<GAM|FSB Skyhawk II> USSF Inferno Two (113) lands on IKB HoSghurwI' (70)

<GAM|FSB Skyhawk II> Lost: USSF Inferno Two (113) H: 197 316 S: None R: 0.00000 @: -9410.74 1.40 -139.00

<GAM|IKB HoSghurwI'> Docking window Closed

<GAM|USSF Inferno Two|-213 1 -139> Rolf says, "hos auto, refuel inferno two"

<GAM|IKB HoSghurwI'> Refueling USSF Inferno Two

Aleko nods to the doctor, "Lt. O'dae, I WILL bring mister Jin to another facility." Nods as Asheigh at least is sensitive enough to know all these emotions are hurting Zakar, "Good. All the rest of you aren't coming either. The Inferno's very small. Now, anybody else have a problem with taking Mister Jin now?" His voice is calm, yet strong. Authoritative.

Zakar reaches up to his shoulder and places his hand on Ashleigh's. He shakes his head. "No. Going with us might help you. It would be ... dis ... distraction."

Salizar finally steps out from between Ashleigh and Sturmvogel. He shakes his head and steps over to Aleko and says to him, "That was slightly balzy to say to a Lieutenant, Senior Chief, but well taken it seems."

The doctor says to Zakar. "Sir I would give you a sedative but under the circumstances of you having a concussion... "

With Ashleigh walking away, Ian as well walks away, in the opposite direction. In a swift motion, he bends over and picks up the other ring, pocketing it, not putting it on his hand. He begins scratching his neck, looking up into the sky. He doesn't interact with anyone at the moment.

Zakar grimaces and looks at the corpse under the sheet. He calms slightly and reminds everyone, "She goes too. I ... promised her."

Salizar folds his arms, "I'll remain with the Lieutenant until she finds herself to a transport off of the planet." He makes his statement with more of a command authority than anyone else (ooc: why.. because my adesc says I am more charasmatic then you all so neahy). He walks slowly over to Ashleigh and says, "It does not seem safe on this planet for a lone Starfleet officer sir."

"Thank you, Aleko," Ashleigh murmurs, then forces a small smile for Zakar's sake. "No. No, I really think.. it's probably a better idea if I find my own way back. Besides, I'm not even supposed to be at Gamora. Forced leave." She sighs and closes her eyes. To her credit, she doesn't even cringe when Salizar offers to stay with her. "No, no. I'll be fine."

Salizar shakes his head, "Lieutenant, as a close friend of your husbands, I am not sure he would appreciate me leaving you on a planet where mobs are running around picking on non-Bajorans. You can move about but I will be following you."

Aleko slowly walks over to the corpse on the bed, with a slight nod to Zakar, "As you wish sir." He frowns, stern and not commenting on what he had to just do with the Lieutenant, "The Lieutenant was out of bounds. I' was in my rights to... calm her, least she do something she'd regret."

After a minute, Ian walks back to the crowd, noticibly avoiding Salizar, Ashleigh, or Aleko, and walking towards Zakar. "I am sorry, my friend. I am sorry this happened. Go home, be safe now." Without waiting for a response, Ian walks away for a moment, but looks to Salizar. "We have an unfinished discussion, Salizar." Ian then continues walking away, towards a far corner of the room.

<UFP|Bajor|-128 222 -45> Salizar says, "Jonathan Salizar to Secretary of State Harrington."

<UFPB|Station 404 <Boreas>> Contact (?) lands on Bajor (1)

Salizar nods to Ian and then speaks into his compin to no one in particular.

Ashleigh eyes Salizar. "If you tell him I'm getting into fights on Bajor, we'll have Words, Sir."

Zakar shakes his head to Aleko. "Not sir, Aleko. You know." He tries to stand but falls back to the ground. He looks to the doctor and says, "I ... can't walk to the ship."

<UFPB|Station 404 <Boreas>> Contact (?) launching from Bajor (1)

Salizar smiles, "Well sir is far better than Mister I suppose. Honestly Lieutenant, even heading up to Deep Space Nine would be fine with me. But this planet does not seem to be very secure."

Not hearing, Ian continues to wait in a far corner. He appears to be reviewing something on a padd.

Ashleigh inclines her head towards Aleko and Zakar. "Let's help Mister Jin get to the Inferno. We ... we can figure out everything else from there." She spares a single glance towards Ian, bites at her lower lip as she considers, then nods to the Romulan. "If someone could carry his friend, all the better." To Zakar, "Where are we taking her?"

Aleko "That right ... Zakar. Doctor, can you be so kind as to bring an anti-grav chair for Zakar please."

The doctor steps aside to an alcove for a moment. When he returns, he is guiding an anti-grav chair. He stops the chair beside Zakar and then carefully lifts the Betazoid into it. Zakar nods to him and murmurs, "Thank you, Doctor. Alaren and her father would be proud of you."

Salizar taps on his PADD quietly as he walks over to the far corner to speak with Ian, he pauses halfway between Ian and Ashleigh... where he seems to be placing himself a lot tonight... as he listens to Ashleigh suggest moving the wimpy injured Bajoran. He finishes tapping on his PADD and places it into his pocket. He continues to walk, quicker than before, over to Ian, "Let me help the delegate to the fighter. I will send you a note as soon as I am free to speak with you. Maybe I can buy you a drink up on Deep Space Nine? It seems like you might need one."

Ian Sturmvogel focuses for a moment on Salizar. Buttoning up his tunic jacket, and putting on his beret, he nods. "I'll meet you there," he says simply, and walks towards the door, walking briskly past Ashleigh, Aleko, Zakar, Re'ael, the doctor, and the others, without saying a word.

Aleko seems to frown a little at the mention of Alaren, though something in his eyes speak of a sadness rather than anger or frustration. With the woman in his arms and Salizar guiding Zakar's grav chair, he nods, "Lt.Harrington, WE to will need to speak soon." He says almost with an edge of harshness and turns taking the group out of the hospital.

[Aleko, carrying the corpse of the Re'ael, and Zakar leave for the fighter that aleko brought to Bajor.]

Cockpit [USSF Inferno Four]

A curving dashboard-style console that covers the fore section of the small bridge is fronted by a pair of beige swivel chairs. The entire fore section of the bulkhead is spanned by a wide viewscreen. A series of translucent lighting panels form a starburst in the ceiling. Light gray carpet covers the floor.

The ship is on Intruder Alert.

Aleko accesses a security panel and adjusts the security level to Cruise Mode.

Aleko mans Leather Bucket Seat 1.

Aleko "Zakar, you ready to go?"

Zakar grimaces and nods. "Yes, my friend," he replies.

Aleko after he gently lays the body down, not dropping her like a sack of laundry. He respects the dead, making sure the blanket is over her face. HE than moves to the controls, shifting Zakar and making room for his grav chair.

USSF Inferno Four's Hatch disconnects from Bajor's Landing Pad 4.

The USSF Inferno Four lifts off from its landing pad.

<UFPB|Station 404 <Boreas>> Contact (?) launching from Bajor (1)

USSF Inferno Four shifts into warp.

<UFPB|Starbase 001 <Spacedock>> Border Inbound at -133.422 193.378 -48.966

<UFPB|Starbase 001 <Spacedock>> Inbound at Sector 4: -9331.366 193.378 -48.966

Aleko says, "inbound" to nobody in particular.

<UFPB|Starbase 001 <Spacedock>> Border Outbound at -82.452 222.699 34.997

<UFPB|Starbase 001 <Spacedock>> Outbound at Sector 4: -9280.396 222.699 34.997

Aleko "Sit tight Zakar. It's about half an hour."

<UFPB|Eminiar VII> S2S Relay (CMV Rekonda): Outbound.

<UFPB|Epsilon 611> New sensor contact Ship (11)

<UFPB|Epsilon 611> Lost: contact (11) H: 125 304 S: w15.20 R: [10.88] @: 7438.50 -5373.52 124.08

<UFPB|Epsilon 647> New sensor contact Ship (1)

<UFPB|Epsilon 647> Lost: contact (1) H: 259 352 S: w16.10 R: [7.252] @: -142.03 148.42 -55.10

Zakar is silent for a long time. Then he says, "Aleko, you did a brave thing. You ... tried to stop the violence. Thank you, for me and ... for her." He nods to the body on the floor.

Aleko shakes his head, "Zakar, you probably already know this, but I'll say it anyways. It wasn't bravery. I was trying to say Ashleigh's ass. Damn woman has no sense sometimes." He looks towards the body on the ground, "AS to the other thing, that is simple out of respect."

A bit of a smile crosses Zakar's face. "Ashleigh should be glad that someone would watch out for her."

Aleko waves away the comment, "You'd think so. but no, she'll complain that I'm giving her heck for no reason. And she'll believe it. Says she's entitled. An irish thing."

Zakar sighs. "Enough violence. There was too much violence already. I asked. I begged." He frowns. "Some Bajorans who saw that would use it as an example of why Bajor should close itself to all foreigners."

Aleko "The violence is one thing. I think all the added emotion was what really pushed it over the edge."

<UFPB|USB T'Pau Station> New sensor contact Ship (100)

Aleko accesses a security panel.

USSF Inferno Four drops out of warp.

<UFPB|USSF Inferno Four|-9386 -93 -88> Aleko says, "t'pau auto, dock acc"

<UFPB|USB T'Pau Station> Docking window Open

The USSF Inferno Four settles onto its landing pad.

<UFPB|USB T'Pau Station> USSF Inferno Four lands on USB T'Pau Station

<UFPB|Betazed> USSF Inferno Four (95) lands on USB T'Pau Station (1)

<UFPB|USB T'Pau Station> Docking window Closed

USSF Inferno Four's Hatch connects to USB T'Pau Station's Pad A3.

<UFPB|USSF Inferno Four|-9386 -93 -88> Aleko says, "t'pau auto, refuelinferno"

<UFPB|USSF Inferno Four|-9386 -93 -88> Aleko says, "t'pau auto, refuel inferno"

<UFPB|USB T'Pau Station> Refueling USSF Inferno Four

USSF Inferno Four deactivates all systems.

[Aleko unstraps himself from his seat and takes up Re'ael's corpse again.]

Aleko "Where do you want to take your friends body? T'pau right over betazed."

Zakar draws a deep breath and shudders with the effort. "All of it could have been avoided. Where was Azin? She could have stoppered them."

<GAM|USS Repulse|-9411 1 -139> Tyveron says, "sky auto, status"

Zakar draws a deep breath and shudders with the effort. "Can we place her in a stasis chamber for now? I need to contact the Shiar to ask about how they want to handle this."

Aleko nods, "I can do that."

Aleko leaves through the Hatch door and Zakar follows Aleko. They travel through USB T'Pau Station until they come to ...]

Medbay [USB T'Pau Station]

An elongated room with a variety of alcoves, each holding a standard blue biobed, line the right-hand and forward bulkheads. Next to each biobed are grey cabinets and counters filled with the latest technological medical equipment, along with a small desk containing a console for immediate research and biobed access. Centered in the room are two freestanding research and library stations along with numerous medically focused tools too large to place in each alcove. Through a curving transparent aluminum wall segment on the far left side, the consultation office is visible, multi-colored lights blinking on the desk's interface. On the far right side, a door leads to a sterile surgical room. A transparent door leads to the quarantine unit.

The station is on Yellow Alert

"You friend's body is in stasis." Aleko says the words with and nods while the base doctors and nurse move Zakar in and admit him to the facilities.

Aleko leaves quickly to return to his other duties and before Zakar even has a chance to thank his friend again for all that he has done.

-The End.

Note: Thanks Ro. It was an awesome tp. Your Bajorans; Ithiel, Azin and Alaren will miss you.

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