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Capt Rian Kwai

Same Plot, Different Story...

Same Plot, Different Story…

 

While Freak Out and Control Freak had a knock down drag fight over who would control Free Will, Composure seized control. In the interim, Fear, Panic, Anxiety and Worry sat in the back corner, shiftily planning a mutiny at any signs of weakness on the part of Composure’s lieutenant Common Sense. Intellect was peeved it couldn’t go on vacation during this riot and therefore threw toddler fits at odd moments. And Curiosity….well…it was on Sensory Overload, and nearly out of commission.

 

Adrenaline, oblivious on its effects on the power struggle going on, was partying like a teenager with the ‘rents on vacation.

 

The Trill was genuinely surprised with herself. Previous experiences taken into account, she should have been curled up on the floor, a fetal positioned quivering mass of Jello. Incoherent and incapacitated by previous abductions/mad scientists experimentations. How many times had this happened to her now? Three…four…five?

 

Instead, Captain Rian Kwai had managed to focus her energies, however fruitless the efforts were, in trying to determine how to get out of the cell (where the heck where the door seams anyway?), examining the substances the aliens brought to them (was it food or a craft project?), and trying to keep the best track of her people she could. She was, pardon the expression, calm cool and collected.

 

As of yet Panic had yet to launch a successful assault on Composure.

 

What she was having a hard time grasping was all the questions zooming warp speed around in her mind. They were threatening to overwhelm her…

 

Why were they taken from their ship?

Why *these* specific crew members? Why not others?

Why the surgical procedures?

Was something implanted under the skin?

What was the intention of these aliens?

Was this food or what? (The paste tasted tasty, but the bugs left little to be desired in taste. Combining them didn’t help much…Maybe if they were chocolate covered?)

What was going to happen to them?

Where were they going?

Why aren’t the universal translators working?

What’s happened to those two crew members a moment ago?

Would the………

 

Rian shook her head to try to bring order to the cacophony ringing in her brain. Using what little Concentration she had left, she contemplated another bug-paste combination quietly. This staying relaxed business was going to take a lot of energy. Composure needed Tranquility to remain in control She just hoped Common Sense wouldn’t take that vacation Intelligence had planned or else Anarchy was moving in.

 

 

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By the way, I think this might be number 5 for Rian. :) So she's doing rather well, considering....

1. J'Rom and the spider/wasp experiment

2. Jem Haddar sleeper cell abduction

3. Cardassian POW camp (got locked in a box with that one)

4. Prophets' "Teach 'em a lesson" abduction of the whole crew

5. Strange alien goo/bug group

 

Any others?

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