Quick Thoughts

[Arrenhe tr'Khev 0]

Quick Thoughts

Erein Arrenhe tr'Khev

 

"She's rather frightening," Arrenhe thought as t'Rexan turned her attention to him to ask his name. After answering, she returned to concentrating on that injured woman and Daise Maenak t'Ksa. They spoke of posion and antidotes, and he surmised that the Khre Riov had also been the target of a posining attempt. That heartened him a little, for his chief fear was of a blazing disruptor fight, and his marksmanship was only average and his frame was equal that of hers so that he would provide poor cover, or, as the more sensible part of thought: she would provide poor cover for him.

 

After informing t'Aejae as cryptically as possible over the open comms that he, and therefore t'Rexan would be moving out, his short-termed moment of heartening disappeared entirely. It was one thing to guard a stationary target in her room, or even wandering about the heavily guarded and easily defended Maenak Bay, but to wander the corridors of the ship invited trouble. Thinking thus, he looked at her once again. Frightening people often make enemies, he knew, and based on the appearance of the woman, she's survived quite a bit. The mechanical eye, the stump of an arm, the scar on the left side of her face, and not to mention the missing left ear-tip. He was sure there were some fascinating stories to go with th Khre Riov, but certainly no one would dare ask for her side of the story. Obviously she had undergone some sort of difficulty, having been stashed in that room in Medical, but Arrenhe couldn't determine if it had anything to do with the assasination attempts t'Aejae had spoken of when he had queried her. While he fully expected to be placed in situations where his "need to know" would include absolutely no information, his complete lack of knowledge about the ship and its past didn't seem helpful for the current situation, and he was glad that t'Aejae had told him what she did. Though it did raise a lot more questions that he doubted would be answered.

 

As he accompanied her out of the Maenak Bay, he found himself in that dreaded position: the junior officer's feedback loop. All he could say was "ie, rekkhai." Should she ask a question of him that would require a negative response, he'd be lucky if he could actually say na. They arrived at t'Rexans quarters, and she ordered him to stay put, so of course he responded: "ie, rekkhai." Standing outside the door, he tried to assess his situation. Guarding a woman that has had multiple assasination attempts targeted at her, and at least one recently, never bodes well for the live body that's placed in front of her. Especially when another on the ship seems to be well on her way to the afterlife of the very same poison. All he could hope is that her status as a target has diminished sufficiently, since the assasin died, or so Arrenhe assumed by the way t'Ksa spoke. At least until he got her to the oira. After that the great ship would hopefully be ready to travel and he could sit at the helm and let someone else watch her back.

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Arrenhe tr'Khev writes:

 

As he accompanied her out of the Maenak Bay, he found himself in that dreaded position: the junior officer's feedback loop. All he could say was "ie, rekkhai."

 

 

ROFL - You know, I never thought of it that way.

 

"Ie, rekkhai."

 

"Ie, rekkhai."

 

"Ie, rekkhai."

 

A broken record, eh?

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Arrenhe tr'Khev writes:

 

As he accompanied her out of the Maenak Bay, he found himself in that dreaded position: the junior officer's feedback loop. All he could say was "ie, rekkhai."

ROFL - You know, I never thought of it that way.

 

"Ie, rekkhai."

 

"Ie, rekkhai."

 

"Ie, rekkhai."

 

A broken record, eh?

 

 

The new Erein is a fast learner!

Perhaps he'll survive longer than the last one...

Muhahahahaha.