Re: Chapter 1: Outside Looking In [ Day 1 | 1345 ]
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Lt. Vanya | onboard the Apache | Romulan Space ] Attn: @BipSpoon @Stegro88 @RyeTanker @Sqweloookle @Ellen Fitz @Nesota Kynnovan @P.C. Haring
Vanya thought better of making some wise ass comment about her colour actually being blue. Amarik didn’t seem to be in the mood for such mirth so she kept the offhand quip to hersel. Instead she checked the last of her gear.
She looked at the items spread out before her.
Hand phaser of course, and a standard scientific Tricorder. She also carried a PADD that was configured to Romulan Tal’Shiar settings. The codes were almost certainly obsolete but the self destruct function would prove useful, particularly in concert with the vial of magnacite that Vanya had selected.
Her also inventory included a transponder- again the stylus like device might not be used for its original purpose but it could double up for a distraction if it gave off the right signal .
A small pack could be mistaken for a medical kit actually had a range of hyposprays that were stocked with enough sedative to put a Reman (or Romulan) to sleep for a good long while.
She packed the last of her goodies away.
She reflected on the circumstances she found herself in. She had fled the covert life long ago, had resisted Starfleet Intelligence’s attempts to woo her into the fold after she had been debriefed and yet since she had signed on with Theurgy’s “mission of the damned” she had found herself pulled into covert work. Was there any true difference?
She looked down at her communicator fashioned into the shape of Starfleet’s symbol. The symbol that had been on flags at the academy, the doors of the Cayuga, and still sat proudly on everyone she worked with on Theurgy.
The symbol had given her a home, a chance to develop her identity and of course it had given her Nat. It was a symbol of hope. She held it in her pale fingers and folded her fist around it just enough so she could feel the cool metal against her palm.
Sure this was covert work, but the key difference is that in her old life she had far more lethal weapons and was much more ruthless - now she hadn’t toys, and just one weapon that could be efficiently lethal, but she also had purpose.
That couldn’t be denied.
She headed for the airlock.