[Corridor 15, Deck 2]
'Send maintenance personnel to corridor 12, deck 2 hnah.' Rylan's disturbed voice broke through the ambient sound on Vyynd's comlink. Pausing for a moment, he looked between his ISD and the computer he was on, then exited the current program, closed his ISD and started slowly toward Corridor 12...
[Corridor 12, Moments after the Sprinkles 'disaster']
Vyynd slid one eye out around the corner, and watched D'Tarik and Rylan pick up the Tribble, out of a *hole* in the wall, and round a far corner followed by the Erein. "I'll have to get the story from one of them, later..." The agent casually walked around the corner, and approached the hole in the corridor. "Interesting...a mad Tribble rampages through the ship and ends up putting a hole in the wall...." tr'Khaine's mind wonders on quietly. Kneeling next to the crash-site, Vyynd pulls out his ISD and starts taking some notes and records on it...examines the hole a bit closer, "Hmmm...what could this be..." Vyynd puts on a pair of elastic gloves and carefully rummages through the hole, picking up a piece of odd metal with some organic tissue on it. "Wonderful...." Sarcasm erupted from his mind, "A piece of Sprinkles no doubt....this *might*, in some distant bizarre way, be useful..."
[A short while later, in tr'Khaine's quarters]
His door slid open to an officer he couldn't place a name on, but nonetheless he bowed at attention, "Rekkhai..."
"tr'Khaine, I bring order for au from the Enerrain...au are to deal with the striker situation. Train scientists as special forces if you must. The Rekkhai wants adequate defense personnel."
Vyynd nodded, "Ie, Rekkhai" and bowed as the officer left and his door shut. tr'Khaine sat down at his desk, illuminated by his desk light shining down on some examining tools, a microscope, and the bag with Sprinkle's part inside. Leaning back in his chair a bit Vyynd picked up the model he had finished this morning of the Wildstrike. After a moment of playing and admiring the model, he placed it back on the layers of blueprints and specs he had for the ship. His thoughts roamed on t'Shibae's orders... "Fvadt...now I *need* Rylan and D'Tarik..." with a grin he sat back up and continued his examination.
Still making a patrol of ship, Rylan decides to check in at Vynnd's to see how he's getting along. trKhaine, meanwhile, is still working on his find from the hole in the corridor. Vynnd slides the piece of machinery under his microscope and peers through the lenses at the metal's composition just as Rylan rings the chime to his door.
As Rylan waits outside for a while, he begins to wonder if he was wrong and asks the computer for Vynnd's location. Hearing that the Tal`Shiar agent is in his quarters as suspected, Rylan bangs the door with a fist, "Come on Vynnd!! A report from ninte department would be appreciated!" he smirks.
Vynnd raises his head back a bit at the interruption, then grabs the slide and hides it in a desk drawer. He stands and opens the door, "Jolan'tru rekkhai..."
That causes Rylan to raise a brow slightly; Vynnd never called him rekkhai before. No one ever did... and already three people had called him that just today. That was going to take a little getting used to... "What's the hold up anyway?" he asks casually enough.
tr'Khaine brushes his hair back, then motions into his room, "Won't you come in Ry..." he smiles.
"Hann'yyo...." Rylan accepts the offer and steps in, "How's things going in the Tal'Shiar department?" He asks curiously, sticking to business but with an air of not really caring if Vynnd answered one way or the other.
"Same as always...." Vynnd turns and smirks at Rylan, "Although......"
"That bad, eh?" Rylan interrupts with a smirk.
"Na, though their delivery service is a bit slow...." Vynnd explains, then watches as the smirk on the erie`Arrain's face dies, obviously not getting whatever joke he had thought Vynnd had started. "You haven't heard?" tr'Khaine looks rather worried, "Well, it was nothing important anyway...." he trails off, looking around his quarters rather frantically.
"When wasn't the TS slow...." Rylan jokes, but with the purpose of getting what little information out of the other he can, "What am I supposed to be hearing about anyway?"
Vynnd chuckles, "Ah, well I've been getting the top of the line equipment now."
Rylan sees the model tr`Khaine had painstakingly worked on, and picked it up gently, "Really? What kind of equipment...kind of need to know for the ship and all." He sets the model carefully back down, "Nice job on that by the way...."
Vynnd motions to his desk absently, "Like those forensics tools....or this!" he pulls out a brand new katana, "Beautiful......na?"Rylan glances at the katana a moment, then nods agreement, "Ie...." his eyes pass over the various tools on the desk, almost confused, "What's with the foresincs stuff? Ninte na a doctor."
"Hann'yyo....especially for this ship....." Vynnd grins as he slides the katana back in it's sheath, "Just some specialty equipment on the side...." he answers about the forensics tools.
Rylan covers the confused expression quickly, "Ie...well...what other news of ninte department? I'd ask t'Shibae...but I haven't seen her as yet." he adds with a shrugs, "And since au are her second, I figured it was better to ask au anyway."
Vynnd looks rather off at this, "My...department?"
"Ie..." short pause, "Au do have a job on this vessel, na?"
"Ah ie, my....department...." Vynnd shuffles about nervously through his room, but doesn't offer anything further.
Rylan watches the Tal`Shiar agent's pacing in a detached sort of way, "Au alright, Vynnd." he said a little too casually, "Au seem nervous about something..."
"I've been honored by Leih tr'Raggarok with the position of Khile'Saehne..."
"Ie....So what's to be nervous about?"
"And I'm currently second in command of the Tal'Shiar Temporal Assessment Group detachment...."
Rylan casually glances about the room as the other rambles on, but he doesn't notice anything out of the ordinary, "Ie..." he repeats with a slight sigh, "I know all that Vynnd. What I want to know is....how are things going in ninte department. Any requests...any problems....anything at all?"
"Ah, well....." Vynnd smiles, "Are you sure you're cleared for that?"
Rylan smirks obnoxiously back at that, "I better be. Or the Leih will na like the absence of ninte department in the reports."
Vynnd finally blurts out, "Rekkhai t'Shibae has ordered me to train and fill a defense force." he pauses, then adds in a smirk, "I have...a....*few* names in mind..."
"A defense force out of what?" Rylan grins back, "And I'd like to see that list of names if au don't mind." he adds with a shrug before Vynnd could protest, "For my report of ninte proposal to the Leih. I assume au meant au would be training his crew that consists of mainly scientists."
"Ie....sadly." Vynnd admits, "Though there is one non-scientist person I have in mind to lead the defense group. A one erie`Arrain tr'Tuhmek..." he laughs.
Rylan bursts out laughing, "Oh! Au have *got* to be joking!"
Still laughing with Rylan, "I'm sorry Ry..... I don't see anyone here more qualified."
The laughter immediately dies and he looks at Vynnd as if the agent suddenly mutated, "Au *are* joking....right?"
Just as quickly, tr'Khaine joins the death of the laughter, "Better au then D'Tarik.....na? If au would have the place, if na....then I'll have more work cut out for me. I'm quite sure t'Shibae would be pleased to have one such as au in charge of the group...."
Still stares at him as if he's gone mad, "Well...D'Tarik ...." he pauses then shakes his head, "Ie. I can see ninte reasoning on that. But I believe au are in charge of ...training these scientists- turned-striker unit, *na* me." he then adds with another shrug of indifference, "As for whether I'd be willing...why na? As long as the Leih gives the go-ahead, I have na problem with being within the unit. I still need to see that complete list of names, however. The Leih will need to approve that, I'm sure."
"Ie..." he hands Rylan an ISD of several names, consisting of any competent fighter on the crew, nearly the entire ship. "The first group is the preferred list, the rest should be reserves...." he explains as he hands it over.
Rylan notices that D'Tarik is at the very bottom of the preferred list, and he points to the medical officer's name, "Why's DT way down here? And this seems like an awful lot of names for a striker unit, Vynnd. It's practically the whole fvadt ship!" the ISD lowers, "Au practically have everyone but the Leih and tShibae on here!"
Vynnd glares at Ry, "That's why there are preferred ones......though I'm sure the Leih and the rekkhai will be quite pleased to know the entire ship is qualified." he pauses and rubs his head, "And D'Tarik....well that was personal preference." he smirks a bit, then turns serious, "Rylan, responsibilities aside..... I must talk to you as friends...." he walks closer to tr'Tuhmek.
Protests about how the entire ship *wasn't* qualified as they were scientists dies at Vynnd's unexpected announcement. "Ie...what is it?" he cast a smirk, "Sounds serious..."
"Ie..." Vynnd rubs his brow again, "A few hours before you arrived, I received a delayed notice.....I've officially graduated the academy." he turns and props himself on the wall with an elbow.
The smirk dies, and Ry appears guarded, "Ie...congratulations Vynnd."
tr'Khaine turns and bows a bit, "Hann'yo though..." he faintly smiles, "au'rh still the rekkhai of us two."
Rylan nods, "Ie..." he looks back down at the list casually, waiting for the agent to get to the point.
"So Rylan...." Vynnd begins putting the equipment on his desk away, "Have you seen the 'Wildstrike's' bar?"
That brings his customary smirk back, "Ie...it's called a replicator." he shrugs, "Least, that's the only io I've been introduced to."
"Nah....replicators don't leave us open to social embarrassment." Vynnd jokes, "You up for some?"
"Social embarrassment...I've had my fill, hann'yyo." he grins then stands, "But a drink....Ie. I'll have io of those."
"Excellent!" Vynnd finishes organizing his stuff and opens the door, motioning for Ryland to go through, just as the computer console on Vynnd's desk gives off a chirp, signaling an incoming call. Vynnd turns back towards the other, "Would au excuse me for a moment, Ry?"
Not having anything better to do at the moment, Rylan nods, "Ie." and leans up against the wall outside Vynnd's quarters.
"Hann'yo." Vynnd tosses almost absently as he taps a few keys on the keypad by the door. Hitting another button, the door closes. Crossing the room, Vynnd takes a seat at the desk again, and opens the communiqu� waiting on his computer. "Ie..." The screen opens up to reveal his mother. "Jolan'tru Ri'nanov! How are au???"
"Jolan'tru Faelrih..." she smiles in return, "All is well here. We've received news from the Academy...and have heard about ninte post to a vessel." her voice reflects the pride she feels for her son, "I trust au are well, and happy, na?"
Vynnd beams very honorably, blushing slightly, "Have you?" he smiles then answers her question, "I'm quite well, hann'yyo Ri'nanov.....How is Di'ranov...and the children?" he laughs.
She smiles, pleased that he remembered his manners to ask, "Every io is well...ninte Father is on assignment...that's to be expected when io is an agent. And your siblings are all doing well with their course-work. Tell me of this position on ninte ship. Is it an important io, Faeirh?"
"Ie, while I'm na at liberty to discuss the specifics, as I'm sure au're well accustomed to.....I'm the Khile'Saehne 'int. officer' of the ship." he stands proudly once more.
The smile she wore reflects her own proudness at this news, "Ie...ninte Di'ranov will be well pleased by that Vynnd. Au see to it, that au uphold the family's honor, ie? Make ninte Leih proud of au...and the Tal`Shiar even prouder."
"Ie Ri'nanov, as always." he rubs the back of his neck, feeling as if he were a kid again, "And please, don't embarrass me too much to the children....just tell them of my success....."
A grin blossoms, as she has already boasted to the younger children of her first-born's success, "Ie...I will tell them of ninte success, Faelrih." she pauses, then adds in a note of concern, "Au need anything from home? Anything au want me to send to au?"
He frowns, saying almost to himself, "I doubt Di'ranov would ever be proud of me...." then suddenly looks up at his loving Ri'nanov, "Na, the Tal`Shiar and Leih have given me everything I have needed.....except for the love of a family....which au and the children so well provide. And..." he lowers his head once more, "some of those cookies....." he smiles innocently.
She laughs at that, "Ie....I will send au some. I know they are ninte favorites." she pauses, then tries once again to make up for his father's lack of interest in the children, "Ninte Di'ranov is proud of au...in his own quiet way. Don't doubt that, Faelirh."
Vynnd sits up once more, straightening his posture before she could remind him of that as well. "Hann'yo Ri'nanov....and I know......anything else from home?"
"Na..." she smiles and shakes her head, "Only that we love au and are proud of au." she pauses slyly, "And we don't receive messages from au as often as we should." tossing him a 'au hurt your mother' look, "See to it that this is corrected in the future, Vynnd."
Vynnd smiles jokingly, "Ie, of course Ri'nanov. The Academy had me working immensely... with my new post I shall make more time to message au more often.....rest assured."
She nods and grins pleased, "See to it. I'll take my leave of au...I know au have duties to attend to. Jolan'tru Faelirh." She smiles once more, pride for her son shinning behind her eyes.
The screen winks out as Vynnd closes the communiqu�, "Jolan'tru Ri'nanov...." he smiles then shuts down the computer. Crossing the room, he pushes the button on the key pad again, and the door opens.
Rylan stands away from the wall he was leaning against and stops reading over the IDS with the names of the entire crew on it. "Ie...ready now?"
"But of course." Vynnd agrees, and starts walking down the corridor next to Ry, "So, who's buying?" he grins mischievously.
Rylan answers with his customary smirk, "Well...since au want me to present this list to the Leih..." he holds up the isd, "I would say au are. "Vynnd laughs, the communiqu� from home having put him in a good mood. "Au know, I could present a more thorough list if au wish to be taken more seriously.....merely delete the second half of the list....and then au will have the strongest and most competent in battle of the scientists."
Rylan nods almost distractedly, "Ie....half this list is more than sufficient." he smirks again, tapping the isd against the shoulder of the agent, "But the drinks are still on au."
"Ie, ie...." he agrees, leaning his arm casually on Ry's shoulder as they keep walking, "Au always were a swindler..."
Rylan pretends to be wounded by that, "A swindler?!" he grins as he walks in to the small lounge-bar, and finishes quietly, "I'm na that good a con-man...yet."
Vynnd chuckles under his breath, "Ie, only a joke Ry.....only a joke......"
[Wildstrike's Bar]
Vynnd and Rylan had sought out and found the ship's bar: which was more an officer's lounge. Ry, usually the first of the small group of friends to set foot in a bar, orders a drink from the bartender as he head over to a table. Vynnd follows suit, ordering a slightly less expensive drink, and takes a seat across from tr`Tuhmek. "Now *this*..." Vynnd states approvingly as he looks around the room, "...is a bar."
Rylan glances around and smirks, feeling just a little out of place, "It's na quite the dive we're used
to...that's for sure."
"Ie! Though the prices could be a little lower..." Vynnd looks slightly sad, "but anyhow....so what's on your mind Ry?
Rylan nods to the waitress tossing her a smile as he accepts the glass of Rehnnish. Looking slightly taken aback, he answers with a shrug, "On my mind? Do I seem preoccupied?" Dodging the bullet, he takes a drink from the glass.
tr`Khaine kindly grabs his glass and eyes up the waitress as she walks to another table, "Na.....but something is always on our minds....especially one such as ninte-a."
Rylan looks uneasy at that, then recovers with an indifferent shrug, "Such as mine? Not sure what au mean..." he pauses to smile at a pretty Erien passing by, then quickly changes subjects, "So...what was the communiqu� about? Good news, I hope."
Vynnd sits back and chugs his drink a bit, "Au have the mind of a...." he pauses, having been interrupted by Ry's second question, "Oh, that was....just some news from home....."
Ry nods and looks away, "Every io fine, I take it?" he asked, more out of politeness then any real interest.
"Ie...." Vynnd nods, then takes his own turn at changing the subject, "So how's your position going?"
Ry, feeling more comfortable with this topic, grins. "Going alright....so far. Been meeting just about every department head, and their staff all day." he shrugs and takes another drink from the glass, "Except for t'Shibae....haven't seen her yet."
Vynnd frowns a bit, "Fvadt....I'd like to know more about the rekkhai...if possible...."
"Well...au'rh the io with the Tal`Shiar codes....can't au dig up some dirt on her?"
tr'Khaine swirls his drink a bit, "Ie.....I suppose. But persona comes so much better from other people and besides, you've read the network files on people.....they're a mite-bit boring....na?"
Rylan nods in agreement at this, "Ie....boring as Areinnye. Why'd au think I personally went around the ship today?" he smirks, "As for t'Shibae....well...she seemed quite capable with the raid on the castle." he adds in a grin, "I doubt she's some io au'd want to make angry...."
"Stunning deduction there....."
"Ie...well...what do au want from me?" Ry laughs, "I haven't really talked to the Lhhei yet."
Vynnd sips his drink, "Nor I.....suppose I should talk to her in person sometime about her defense force.....but for now, I need to focus on more personal matters."
Ry becomes serious at that, "Something wrong, Vynnd?"
"Na..na..na." Vynnd rubs his own arm a bit flexing the muscle, "I think this ship searching is putting me behind in shape.....how're the holodeck training facilities here?"
Ry gives an 'oh elements' look at that question, "Holodecks seem to be working just fine." then he mumbles before taking another drink from his glass, "Just don't be in a hurry to playback DT's latest...."
Vynnd looks into his own drink, "Didn't plan to....why, he give you antenna or something?" the agent grins a genuine-innocent grin and laughs at his own joke.
Ry sits in stunned silence a moment, then breaks out into a grin, "As a matter of fact....."
"Really?" Vynnd suddenly sits up, "And au survived?"
Rylan chuckles and takes a drink again, "Ie... surprising, isn't it?" he shakes head, "Na an experience I recommend." he finishes as he sets the glass down and leans back in the chair, passing a curious eye over the other occupants of the bar.
Vynnd rubs his head, "Ie, I'll keep that in mind....."
"Anyway...." Ry brings his attention back to Vynnd, "The holodecks are functional....should be good to use for training the scientists for the striker unit." he pauses, then adds with a grin, "Which *au* are in charge of training."
Vynnd finishes his drink and puts his glass on the table, "Ie....indeed I am. Though I'm more worried about my own shape as of now. How about au? In shape?" he grins slyly.
Ry casts a sarcastic smirk, "After dodging monsters...vampires....werewol...." the smirk on his face suddenly killed itself as he trails off at that last for a moment. Looking down at the table, he nods then says quietly, "Ie...I guess working out would be a good idea. Be a good stress-reliever." he adds with a weak smile.
Vynnd laughs, "Always good for that! So au want to get together tomorrow evening for a round....have some fun on holodeck? What'dya say?"
Rylan finishes the drink, drowning the unbidden thoughts of Llunih for the moment, and forces a cheerful grin to his face at Vynnd's question, "Ie...sounds good to me."
"Alright!" Vynnd yells a bit too loudly, "Hehe.....well I could use another drink!" he waves for a waitress, then orders another drink for himself. "How 'bout au Ry?"
For once, trTuhmek seems almost to debate whether he should have another or not...a move totally unlike him. But, after a moment's pause, Rylan grins again and nods, "Ie...but this round's on me this time."
"Excellent!" Vynnd exclaimed, ordering another for Rylan too, "Alrighty....." Vynnd begins as both boys watch the waitress walk off again to get their drinks, "So...back to ninte post; who are all the heads of the departments?"
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