Lerak trPexil

God - Tori Amos (just like the song :) ) Rolling in the Deep - Adele I'll stick some others here if I can.

Very nice log. :)

I think he'll keep his distance for the most part. A lot on his mind. :) I thought Romulans were at odds with everyone, even other Romulans.

My spine is in pain at the moment. I think she really likes Pexil if you ask me. No rank in the caves, but outside...?

A great read you two and thanks for the mentions. :) Pexil - Captain Caveman

Up on the Roof Lerak tr'Pexil, acting Daise'Engineer of the RES Talon had a great deal on his mind. The air blew by softly as he lay flat on the roof of his parents home. He'd been up there for some time now. The stars and the tinge of deep green filled the night sky. No clouds. Nothing to disturb their passing. If he kept his breathing light he could hear the crash of the waves off in the distance. Days passed since he last took a break. Other than sleep repairs had him on the go constantly. Duties went from a few larger repairs to many smaller ones. Replicators, recycling systems and temperature controls all over the Talon. But now, for a few moments, his time was his own. Lerak took a deep breath. He let the Talon's problems fade into the distance. However his fellow crew mates were not so easy to put aside. While making repairs he thought he'd need to clear his head of all these trouble-causing crew. "First to his fellow engineer t'Ditsy. Why the elements would she bring a tray of refreshments to my punishment? I have to wonder if those diagnostics ever got completed that day. I believe she meant well, but really?" tr'Pexil thoughts turned sour. "Why had she struck a nerve with me? I have never backhanded anyone, even if I thought it was a good idea. Now I'm pretty sure I've lost a friend in my own department. Sure we made up, but I bet she'll not forget." "t'Aehjae. "My association with her is a bit complicated. For years I hardly ever spoke to her. Then that one time I invited her to my folks place. What the...was I thinking. I kissed her. Ahhh! Now my clumsy feet started a chain reaction painting her in orange. I think she's more upset with the near escape of that prisoner. Well, perhaps not, as she had to present him in front of N'Dak. The flight deck crew told me of paint trail they cleaned." "Ah N'Dak. The peeping tr'Tom of the Talon. I've been on the Talon a long time. Never over the years have I suspected my correspondence being read. So much for encryption. Must be a back door in the computer system I don't know about. Strangely the message to t'Rexan still got out. Why would someone scanning messages flag mine as inappropriate, but still let the message out? No matter what I feel I still follow his orders and foster no envy for his responsibilities." "Now to the security lackey t'Shia. I first met her on that element forsaken planet. She was pleasant and competent. Even though I was not her commanding officer she helped me with tasks security related and not. I even planed to show her around the ship, the secret passageways to make internal security matters easier to navigate. But no, she had to go paranoid believing I was helping the enemy. Holding me there only placed the ship in greater danger. Well, not that much. Engineering could handle my absence. Demi, so young and so eager…and so hating me now. I fear her animosity toward me will remain for a long time." "And now Laehval. She..." tr'Pexil stopped in mid-sentence. A t'Liss chirp broke all of this thoughts. The chirp was followed by another of his engineers voices. "Daise, pardon the inturruption, but we need your help in cloak control." "On my way," tr'Pexil said with an inaudible sigh. He closed the channel. He had been on his parent's roof for sometime. He felt his tired body struggle to get up. "Etrehh, end simulation." It obeyed his commmand. The homeworld disappear beneath his feet and over his head. Only the wall panels and holographic structures remained. His skills were needed elsewhere.

This was a little before the departure, I should have mentioned that under the title. And who says Pexil was not working hard? The HIC needs maintenance too. What if the safeties flicked off during a dheno training exercise?

I thought they used his version for the theme. I was thinking of Sinatra's version. :)

Love and Marriage - Frank Sinatra

I wonder which song is going to win.

Time passed me by. There's always the B-Side album.

That was my choice as well... let me think some more: Devil Woman - Cliff Richard Cold Cold Heart - Hank Williams Sr. Evil Angel - Breaking Benjamin Truth Has Failed - Love Equals Death Somebody that I used to Know - Gotye That should be plenty.

I did not get my choices of Dragnet, Hawaii 5-0 or Naked Gun in there. :)

I'm interested, and I'm not even on the ship. Hey, I'm not even Federation. :: slips out ::

Dirty Harry - Gorillaz "I'm a peace-loving decoy Ready for retaliation I change the whole occasion to a pine box six-under Impulsive don't ask why or wonder Orders given to me is: strike and I'm thunder with lightning fast reflexes on constant alert from the constant hurt that seems limitless with no dropping pressure"

From: Acting Daise Engineer El'Riov Lerak tr'Pexil To: Khre'Riov L'haiy ira-Kalen t'Rexan-t'Vatrix Subject: Engineering Report and a request I can only imagine the abundance of communications au have gotten from the RES Talon over the course of our mission. Rest assured I am na writing this from an escape pod. The ship took some scraps and bruises assuredly, but repairs will be done shortly. My complements to those involved in getting the latest round of upgrades. Damage would be more sever without them. After what I would describe as a rough start, the engineering staff has finally warmed up to my method of leadership. Au can imagine I am no Laehval, but my team has managed to get the work done. Same goes for the rest of the crew in response to N'Dak's command style. I've personally had no trouble with him now or in the past. If I'm doing my job correctly he should na know we are here. Even with the knowledge of the Talon running well under N'Dak's leadership there have still been issues. I myself got a taste of the difficulties au faced from a certain science officer. It's the first and seemingly last long conversation with her. In my engineering travels I have na seen or nor have any of my team. Perhaps she's being held in a very private location. Seems she's quite out of my hair and possibly yours. As I think of it I am sorry I did na do anything to stop her from ruining aur announcement those months ago. Hindsight is perfect some say. May I relay my congratulations on your new life together. The elements know I have attempted to find my own bondmate for many a year. I managed to cast it to ruins through no fault of my own. So here to au finding that very rare element in the universe. If au are able, I have one request. Au might na be able to answer, but I have na where else to turn. It regards the whereabouts of Laehval t'Temarr. N'Dak was quite upset when I asked and my feelers on the homeworld came up empty. As au may have guessed she is my recent failure. I'm sure she would hate me for admitting this, but I've reached the end of my tether. Any information on her activities would be appreciated. If au are bound by the same limitations for an answer I reluctantly understand. I don't want to keep au, so I raise my glass to aus continued success. Jolan tru, Acting Daise'Engineer Lerak tr'Pexil <encode to send, standard encryption>

Very good log. I did write you a letter, but the post office is running a bit behind schedule. You can't send these things across interstellar distances on 44 cents let me tell you.

Am I able to offer my own selection? If so I'll edit here. :) I'm feeling a theme with mine, how about "All By Myself" by Eric Carmen (not Eric Cartman)? And the Benny Hill theme is called "Yakety Sax" apparently.

Evil Woman - Electric Light Orchestra. More that I like the song than anything else. :)

"Imperial March" - Star Wars, John Williams. Due to the cape. "Greatest America Hero" - Joey Scarbury

“Lhlli (Back of Hand)” Joint Log of t'Ditsy & tr'Pexil Lerak averted his gaze as he entered main engineering. He had not expected to be back so soon. The four painters made quick work of the punishment N'Dak surely intended to take the good part of a duty shift. "No one could know what happened in the brig," tr'Pexil thought. A sense of shock overcame him. During the entire walk to main engineering his mind repeated the incident: Crack! Crack! CRACK! Lerak would bury himself in work, so much he could forget. A console begged his attention. He logged in. Many of the workers in engineering were staring at Lerak as he entered, almost as if they'd already heard what had happened in security. With the way rumors flew on the ship, they probably did. Some actually seemed... scared. t'Ditsy was there, already working, though she didn’t even hazard a glance in his direction. Power levels, structural integrity even the hull repairs...all good. This console offered no solace in the slightest. Lerak felt t'Aehjae tug pull at his arm. "Umm, Daise?" It was not the Daise'Dheno, but one of the shift engineers wanting a sign off on some extra work for the port nacelle. "Very well, see to it," Lerak replied as he signed the ISD. The engineer appeared scared, which puzzled him. No one had ever feared him as long as he served here. Other than the new work, everything was either on or ahead of schedule. With no reason to stay seated, tr'Pexil logged off. Perhaps random checks of engineer's work would occupy his thoughts. With ISD in hand he began his walk. "Aur report, Daise," a cold voice said at his elbow. An ISD was thrust into his face and released suddenly without waiting to see if he would take it. t'Ditsy turned away, stalking back across engineering. tr'Pexil did not see the face, but the back of their head he knew. "t'Ditsy." He heard her name echo off the walls. The murmur of voices died down just as fast. The reverberations were even worse. tr'Pexil did the best he could to keep his composure. A hard swallow followed the silence. She sat at her station, her back a rigid line as if she expected a dagger to be thrust between her shoulder blades at any moment. Tapping her console a little too hard, she managed to triple the command she was giving, causing the system to lock down as it waited for confirmation of what she wanted. He followed her slowly to her console, even if it was a side show for the others on duty. "Au want to press and hold that key to stop aur command and unlock it." Lerak's voice was smooth. At least in his own head. He touched her shoulder briefly with his right hand. He shouted to himself to stop, but his hand did not hear him. She flinched away. "I know what I'm doing," she said between clenched teeth. Pressing the right sequence, she unlocked the system and continued, though she was still pressing too hard. She locked herself out twice more before reaching the binary command she wanted. He reached for something in a pocket of his uniform, an ISD. It was filled with text he wrote earlier, something formal. He pulled it out and held in in the same hand he hit t'Ditsy earlier that day. "Would au accompany me to the Daise'Engineer's office?" He could only imagine what went through her head. Her hand clenched and she straightened her shoulders. "Do I have a choice?" Rising from her seat, she logged off and stalked toward his office. He made no head shake or nod, simply gesturing for her to take the lead. Did not matter, her stalking spoke volumes. She entered, he followed and took a seat at the desk. Everything felt awkward. He stomach twisted in so many knots. Waiting for his system to calm down would take hours. "Here, please read this," He handed her the small ISD. His outstretched hand shook slightly. She snatched it from his grip, expecting some sort of punishment or ridiculous insult to put in her official file. Her jaw clenched as she read it through. "It's a formal complaint to be filed with N'Dak, with testimony from t'Shia and t'Aehjae regarding my actions earlier. It recommends a formal reprimand in my permanent record and suggest further investigation." As she read it appeared fairly damning. Lerak was not nice to himself in the slightest. "Au are filing a reprimand against aurself?" She glanced up at him, incredulous. "Are au really that stupid?" His anger rose, then a deep breath calmed him. "It is deserved. Aur actions did not merit such a harsh reprisal. Frankly au deserved better from aur Daise and a," somewhat muffled, "daehlen." Her cheeks flushed green. "Au struck me," she said flatly. "I was only trying to help and then all that happened and au struck me. I did na think that au could be so... cruel." She scowled. "There was once another Daise that unfeeling." "Laehval. I know and I can na escape the comparison now." Lerak looked down at the desk, averting his eyes. "Many years ago I, when I first met her I thought: I'm better than that. But the truth is I'm na better. She would just go about her business like nothing happened. I, given how I manage my department, can't do such a thing. However I have na idea how to fix it, or if it's even possible." She touched her cheek. "Au could start with an apology, instead of playing the martyr and throwing aurself in the line of fire. What happened down there was not aur fault. If anything, it was mine. I should have never gone down there." He nodded slowly. "Au are right, au should na have been down there. This was my punishment and mine alone. I do regret striking au and offer an apology if it has any meaning coming from me. A backhand is unnecessary and damages our working relationship. While some rule through fear, I am na that kind of leader. I let my private demons fester. Had I not tripped on t'Shia's boot this whole event would have happened quite differently. Au were simply being recklessly thoughtful." He placed his hands in front of him on the table nervously, rubbing them together. Her lips pressed together in a thin line as she studied him. Finally she spoke, “Apology accepted. Let this be the end of it. All of it. Delete aur report and forget about it. They humiliated au in security! Do na give them the satisfaction of seeing au reprimanded as well. tr’N’Dak gave us all punishment and is aware of the situation. If he wishes to demote au or file something in your official record, he can do that, but do na be so stupid as to request it aurself. Au make our department look bad... worse.” The ISD with the self-inflicting report lay on the Daise Engineer’s desk. Lerak grabbed it and with a few swipes the document disappeared into the void. The universe got a bit lighter for him. “Good. We can move on. However I have na doubt t’Shia or t’Aehjae will throw this issue of the prisoner breakout in our faces again. I had a repport with both of them, or so I thought.” He shook his head at the admission to himself of the rift between Dheno and Engineering over this incident. “Do yourself a favor t’Ditsy, watch aus back and report anything au see. Dismissed.”

He would have taken it like a man...crying and running away.

I'll still searching for the right song. She herself had a good one I hope she posts. Two that came to mind did...not quite work. My suggestion: "Girls Just Want to have Fun" - Cyndi Lauper

From: Lerak tr’Pexil Acting Chief Engineer, RES Talon To: Laehval t’Temarr <begin encryption> First off I will be surprised if the ISD au read the previous letter from me is na smashed into tiny pieces. So on a new ISD I wanted to bring au up to speed on things in engineering. The Talon has gotten herself into trouble here and there. Nothing our team can't repair. Our most troubling engineer, t'Ditsy, no longer holds that title. I believe there's an engineer on the flight deck now with that distinction. Motivation is ultimately her weakness. I mean she probably does na want to be on the Talon at all. After getting to know her better: watching her remotely and asking others, I spent some time altering her consoles. Now many of her duties of monitoring and resource allocation are, for the lack of a better description, a game. I searched the database for games suited for mimicking ship operations. Her performance on these new engineering games is remarkable. She is better than I. Don't give her the 'big table', she'll take over. Given her recent performance increase and actions down on a planet I have given her a field promotion. More importantly, and perhaps more dangerously, she is in charge of the late shift. The ship has na exploded and I am na writing this from an escape pod. So, about the previous letter. One one hand I'd like to take some of it back, but on the other hand I should just leave it like it is. For me na saying those things would have just formed an emotional tumor in the pit of my stomach. The more I dwelled on na telling au how I feel, the larger the tumor would have grown. Engineering would have suffered, blah, blah. I guess I had such hopes of speaking to au plainly and honestly during shore leave. I went to the window of my parents home more than a dozen times hoping au were just down the road. I even got a strange place of my own. You'd na know where that is either. Before I go on let me just ask au for simple dinner, or lunch. I don't know if au need to get anything off your chest but I do. I don't give a vurul's foot what t'Rexan or the others think about us. If there is an "us." Just so au can relax for elements sake! I don't know what secret mission au were sent on. No on will tell me where au have been. I'm being called to another part of the ship. Think about my offer. I'll not even cook if that makes au feel better. <end encryption>

I have beet flavored or creamed corn IV's.