Message In A Bottle

Posted on 31 Mar 2017 @ 5:51pm by Ensign Miraj Derani & Commander Luke Wyatt

970 words; about a 5 minute read

Mission: Episode 14 - Statecraft
Location: IKS DuJa'Q
Timeline: MD11 2215

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It was a simple solution. The damn implant in her arm couldn't read, or see, it was under several inches of her flesh. And you didn't have to speak. She just had to find the person she was going to give her written warning to. The person she could speak to that would make Chorag feel nauseous, rather than suspicious, should he be listening.

The only problem was finding him. She wandered down towards the mess, knowing he might be around there, and for the first time on this horrible boat, fate was kind. She saw him coming out of the mess, and in the midst of her stress and fear, she fet a flush of giddy excitement.

"Luke!" she called his name, hurried towards him and then leaped bodily into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist and throwing her arms around his shoulders, burying her face in his neck, breathing in the smell of him.

Luke who had been minding his businesses as left the mess hall was now confused and seemed to have had gained several pounds along with a chest full of pink hair. Chuckling he wrapped his arms around the woman and said "Miraj, I think your crushing my ribs" Luke joked taking a inhaling a deep breath of her scent of what he could only describe as fresh pine trees in an alpine setting.

She didn't let go. She needed to be close to him, for moral support as much as the success of her plan. "But you're so big and strong. I can't be crushing you that much. She nuzzled gainst him some more. Being plastered to him was something she could get used to. She savoured it for a moment before giving herself a mental slap. On with the job. "I was thinking of Abbey at lunchtime. And it reminded me of something she made me promise."

Luke looked at Miraj questioningly "Of Abbey? What has she said now!" He and Abbey were starting to build a proper relationship but she still got a kick out of winding him up. "I swear I'm going to eject her out of the airlock. I can't trust her with anything!" He sighed, over exaggerating the motions.

"Don’t be cross with her. She cares about you." Miraj kissed the tip of his nose. "And she made me remember that certain things are important. Like telling important people important things."

Luke couldn't help but enjoy her company his heart warming as she kissed him "Well you certainly have a way with words" he commented thinking about the later part of her words.

"We're about to cross the Neutral zone. Anything could happen. So before it does, I needed to make sure you knew that you're my sky. You're my moon and stars. And when this is over, privacy," she put a slight emphasis on the word, and hoped that Chorag, if he was listening, didn't pick up on it. 'Is going to be needed urgently."

Luke starred at the woman confused, was she declaring her love or speaking Klingon. He was about to say something when a cog turned and that's when he noticed the sense of urgency she had caught him and now was intrigued. "That's beautifully romantic of you my princess, and you're quiet right when this is over we will have put private time..." he took her hand looking behind him and then over her shoulder "why wait? I know somewhere know one will see us"

Miraj's blue eyes went wide with a moment of panic. She didn't want that interpreted as trying to warn him. "Save it for later." she urged him. "Its late, I just didn't want to go to sleep without telling you how if feel." And she kissed him again, this time like she was drowning, and he was her air. And she used the act to cover slipping her scrap of silk with its written warning inside his uniform collar.

Luke was engulfed in her kiss and forgot instantly about any imidiate danger, perhaps he was just mixing her words with his own problems. Dropping the idea he kissed her back. "I think I like you very much Miraj"

"I know." She replied simply, but her eyes were worried and troubled. She slipped out of his arms to land lightly on her feet. She rubbed at her sore arm, where the spying implant rested. "I have to go. We could be at the Neutral Zone any minute, and it will be all hands..." She pressed her hand to his chest, where she had tucked the silk. "I love you."

And with that she dashed off, wanting to get away from him, just in case Chorag was listening. He'd come to her first she was sure, which would give Luke more time to try and warn the others.

Luke stood puzzled, "love you too" he smiled before making his way to the armoury, if they truly where nearly there then whatever had Miraj bothered would soon be known to all.

Shrugging of the whole conversation Luke began walking to the armoury, as he entered the turbolift a small bit of paper or cloth fluttered to the floor. "What have we here?" He asked unfolding it and reading it.

Written in brown, somewhat pungent ink, with scratchy letters some bleeding and badly formed was written:

Help!! Chorag is going to mutiny when we cross the neutral zone. I'm supposed to kill Lirha!!! Said he would kill me if I didn't. Has men ready to storm the bridge when I do. He has bugged me so can hear everything I say. Warn them!

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Lt Cmdr. Luke wyatt
SSO3XO
IKS DuJa'Q

Ensign Miraj Derani
Chief Flight Control Officer
IKS DuJa'Q

 

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