Out of the office ...

[T'aral 0]

T'Aral drew out her Ahn-Woon, tying it about her waist as a belt. A black cloak and hood obscured the red jumpsuit she had changed into - a complete transformation from a Federation doctor to a free and displaced Vulcan. Gathering the satchel containing her disassembled Lurpa, she made her way down the ship's corridors to the transporter room.

 

As she walked, she considered what she would be doing once she was on-world. She would have preferred to assist Lieutenant Kvar in her inquiries, but circumstances ruled that out. The tickets were for 'Sally Sugarsweet' and her mother, and T'Aral would qualify for neither role. With that out of the question, she couldn't assist. The very idea that a Vulcan would be attending an entertainment show was alien to most species, and T'Aral was trying to be discreet.

 

She couldn't assist Tifa, so she had no real alternative. She would assist the mission via reconaisance, minding her own business in various locations while listening for word of the Black Kris or Litasha. Perhaps there would be opportunities for menial labor ... she could hire herself out as a dishwasher or take time bussing tables. Of all beings Vulcans didn't mind menial labor: dirty jobs had to be done, and it was illogical to avoid them. The idea gave her a moment to pause - perhaps she could help Tifa after all. Surely this "J'bba's" required menial laborers.

 

She padded her satchel with a field medical kit, taking the time to transfer all materials so that the contents would be untracable as Starfleet issue. She took a small, non-descript com unit along so that she could contact the ship if necessary. There was nothing else to take: phasers and the like were out of the question, and would not be useful in her hands anyway. With nothing more to prepare, she entered the transporter bay and spoke to the technician.

 

The transporter field shimmered, and T'Aral blinked to find herself in an abandoned alley. Pulling her cloak over her satchel while drawing her hood far over her head, she walked out into the alleys and streets of T'tooine, seeking the cantina known as J'bba's Palace.