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NDak

Beyond His Control

Destorie glanced to the flicker light on the console of the command chair telling him that some system on the bridge was apparently failing and that they would all be dead in less than five seconds. He shook his head and rubbed at his eyes with a slight yawn. If this was what t'Ksa called 'light duty' he'd be surprised.

 

The report from engineering would be telling, but until then he and the rest of the crew was left to speculate on the failure of the sensor nodes. Popular theories were beginning to make the rounds. t'Aehjae, being a typical Romulan suspected foul play. Destorie had humored her and had her run some extra patrols, but didn't suspect anything would come of it. More likely, he postulated, the extra radiation had fried circuits and it was some sort of delayed reaction. Regardless it was a troublesome situation that needed resolved.

 

Meanwhile, the away team was apparently skulking about watching some privative aliens hunt some sort of forest creature. It sounded rather boring to Destorie, but then again, that's why he wasn't a scientist. He only hoped they didn't end up on spit or something as dinner, because if he had to go down their and save their rear-ends... not only would they never hear the end of it, he'd never hear the end of it for letting them go down in the first place.

 

It was a reminder, a stark one, of how tenuous his position as executive officer of the Talon was. If he screwed up, he wouldn't put it above t'Rexan to suddenly replace him with the next person in line, just to watch him fail. Somedays, he thought the woman lived off making him miserable. He paused, forcing the bitterness away. In the past he'd been bitter, angry and resentful of her command tactics, and all that had brought him was more trouble than it was worth. He'd figured out that there was little he could do to control her actions, beyond doing the best job he could. If that wasn't enough for her, well then what could he do?

 

He sighed and went back to the personnel review he was working on when the shift started; right now he was going to worry about those things he could control and not worry about those which he could not.

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