Log 7

SD: 1012.02

Rats and Cats and Romulans Oh my!:

Where to begin. Over the last day things have gone from bad, to better, to worst.

The man I thought was the most dangerous of the crew turns out to be the only one of the crew that I can almost call friend. I’d gone onto the station to get the few possessions that had been kept in storage while I’d been on ice and somehow had ended up walking with Demian. We stopped and got a bite to eat, and he told me of his fear of hamsters and rodents. I don’t know why he would be afraid of them, but I hate cats now, and if you didn’t know what I’d been through you wouldn’t understand.

We had just started eating when Demian of all things started a food fight! I didn’t know if I should be angry with him for getting me involved or not, but it was fun. The first fun I’d had in a long time. We considered a different restaurant, but then instead went to the station Zoo. I have to say I was disappointed. The Federation seems to have bogged down and stopped. There was hardly anything there that I hadn’t seen before. Twenty years and nothing had changed!

Demian seemed to get lost in taunting some of the animals, so I went to see if I could get my back pay for twenty years of detached service. I was told that I had no money coming and that pissed me off! Twenty years, and nothing to show for it!

Having nothing to do, I went back to the Zoo to hook back up with Demian and considered transporting a few of the more dangerous animals into the records department. When I arrived I found that someone had beaten me to it and turned loose some sort of animal like the ones Demian feared. They were the nastiest things I’d ever seen!

I nearly drained my phaser firing at the things looking for Demian, but had to retreat. On the way back I saw the Captain and XO get trapped in a building. They must have called for help because Flare came onto the station with backup, and gave me a phaser riffle.

We cooked the little things till there was little left but the stink of burned fur in the air. The Ratcat Inspector was on the station with her little hairballs, and it was hard not to just have an accident and cook her, but I held back. How I felt was not her fault, and killing her would do me no good at all. I wish now I’d gone ahead and done it.

Anyway I found the Captain and the Commander in a, shall we say compromising position where they had been holding up against the animals. The Commander was topless, but didn’t seen to mind, in fact she seems to be enjoying it. I marked it up to her maybe growing up Batazed or something.

When I got back to the ship I started reading about her and the ship, and a sneaky suspicion came over me. Further examination proved it. Admiral Lardass has it in for this ship and her crew, Captain Lee is his most direct target.

He seems to have put the Ratcat on the Captain’s case, and I’d bet that he had something to do with putting me on this ship. It makes too much sense. Think about it. Perhaps she wasn’t doing the job fast enough, or trying hard enough to take him down, so I get put into the mix. Likely they though I’d kill her outright and then they could court-martial Lee. Or perhaps they thought I’d off the XO. I found out she is a Romulan, but she is like no Romulan I have ever known. She is more like a pixy or something. I don’t think I could ever hate her, though she does frighten me with her forward ways. More on that in a moment.

Anyway the ship went to red alert while I was reading and so raced to my post on the bridge. Turns out Demian had lost it and was trying to get off the ship by shuttle. We stopped him, but Flare was a bit over zealous in the process. I wanted to be angry at him for hurting my friend, but when I found out what Demian had been attempting I couldn’t be.

I wanted to check on Demian, so I went to the sickbay and nearly fainted at what I found. The Ratcat was leaning over Demian getting ready to eat him! I figured that she had just dropped by the sickbay for a snack, so I tried to kick her tail up her ass, and when she fell I kicked her hard in the head trying to knock her out.

She somehow got up on the ceiling and called for help. I was so mad I wasn’t thinking, I was just grabbing anything that came to hand and trying to knock her down when I got pinned down by the EMH.

The Captain came in, along with everyone else on the ship it seemed. Flare admitted what he did to Demian, and surprised me by turning out to be an ESPer. He said that she hadn’t been intending to eat Demian, but considering he’d just kicked the fellow almost to death, I don’t know how much faith to put into that.

Commander t’Resan offered me a chance to get out of there after the Captain decided not to press charges, and guess what, she told me that the Ratcat had attempted to eat her too. Seems we have something in common. Odd that the Captain hadn’t done something to the Ratcat for that, but I will need to know more about the incident before I can ask questions.

I broached the idea of setting up the Ratcat and her brother over dinner, but I had to know if the Captain had told Admiral Ironass about the Kzin ships. If he hasn’t, then this gets harder. She didn’t know but said she would check.

We talked for a bit, and she told me she had grown up on Earth, but didn’t seem inclined to say more at that time. Likely she has some memories that she didn’t want to revisit. I can relate to that!

Lera then frightened and thrilled me to no end by making a none to subtle pass at me! Me of all people! I didn’t know what to do, so I got out of there. If she and the Captain have something going, I don’t want to get into the middle of that!

Later tonight I’ll start making calls to some of my old contacts. I need to know what resources I have left. If I’m going to setup papers showing Romulan gunrunning to the Kzin quarantine bubble, I will need to know what is going on in the black market now days. For now I keep and eye on the Ratcat and her friends, and keep my nose clean with the Captain. If I can do this right, there could be metals all around for us and a long stay for Miss Ratcat in a Federation jail.