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Tabor Nansk

The Return of Tabor

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Tabor Nansk

 

The outcome of the events that led to Tabor's disciplinary transfer to the Starbase wasn't unexpected for him and in many ways it was a relief. His time of deception was over. After ducking under the airlock's inner door, ship's security had found him fairly quickly – not that he was making it too difficult to be found. Captain McQueen had signed the orders and Tabor was released into the custody of base security and put in the brig. When the visitor arrived, Tabor sighed with resignation. It had barely been 6 hours.

 

"Well, Tabor, what have we here? Your task is not complete."

 

Tabor threw a sarcastic look around the cell and replied, "Looks like I'm at the end of the road to me."

 

The visitor produced a reptilian smile. "You have so little faith in us, Tabor. On the contrary, your journey is just beginning." He came closer to the force field of the cell. "Now listen very carefully to me, Tabor. In a short while you will be released. You will be sent in a high speed pod on an intercept course to the Reaent where you will rejoin the crew." Tabor started to protest, but the man interrupted him. "No, your reunion will not be entirely pleasant. But that has been taken care of. You will have sealed orders for Captain McQueen, for his eyes only. You will discuss this meeting with no one. You will continue on as we've discussed before. And, Tabor, we will be in contact."

 

The man turned and melted away out of the brig. Tabor bordered on despair. On one hand he'd be happy to return to his friends on the Reaent. On the other, well, he couldn't even tell them what was on the other. When the security detail arrived to set him free, Tabor accompanied them with head held low to a small shuttle port on the outskirts of the base. He squeezed into the coffin-sized pod and waited as the life support mechanisms were hooked up. He knew the procedure. A sedative would render him unconscious during the voyage - cushioning him from the crushing acceleration that would be required to catch up to the Reaent - re-awakening only when the pod dropped out of warp for the rendezvous.

 

Aboard the Reaent, the bridge had received communication notifying them of the scheduled arrival of the pod, but not who was in it. When the pod was retrieved and brought into the shuttle bay, a full contingent of security was on hand, ready for anything. The hatch was released and the occupant climbed out. To their surprise, it was Tabor Nansk. He faced their shock and hesitation with a sealed padd in his outstretched hand. "I have orders for the Captain."

Edited by Tabor Nansk

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