9/29/96 Meanwhile on the pt2

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Subject: 9/29/96 Meanwhile on the pt2

Date: Thu, Oct 17, 1996 9:29 PM

From: LCdrBlurox

 

 

Jael pulls out a small locket watch and sets the time.  "I will be back in one hour.  If I am not back.  You are to return to both the Yacht and yourselves to the Republic. Blu see what you can do to repair the device.  It is not a true cloak, but more less uses shields and arrays and holgraphic images.  Just don't make it something grand like a Vor'cha class attack crusier, we don't have the mass to correspond and would be extremely obvious that we are not what we seem to be."

 

"Darr, Archer, I think I can accomplish much more on my own.  Make sure the ship stays secured and if I am not back follow my orders."

 

Before they could stop her, she touched a pin on her dress and she shimmered.

 

Now wait just one second, Captain!!  ::wanting to argue the order to leave her here, but it was too late, as she dematerialized :: "Darr, Archer...see if you can get some type of bearing or transporter carrier wave trace on her. Grab some tricorders, and go follow her, and make sure she's ok.  I'll finish up repairing this mess. It shouldn't take me too long, and I have a bad feeling, that we're going to be needing it.  I'll follow after you as soon as I finish.  Any better ideas...let's hear them

now..she only gave us an hour. Alright..let's move it!!"

 

::After watching them leave, she looked up at the ceiling in exasperation, hissing in Caitian:: What IS it with Captains onboard this ship!!!!?  They just LOVE to torment their security staff!!  :::Shaking her head, she went back to work on the holo-projection system, downloading parts of various files she had into it's buffers, and occasionally giving it a quick, swift kick.::

 

 

When she unshimmered, Jael found herself in a dark alley.  She pulled the hood over her head and made her way to the corner and looked out into the mist.  A fog had settled in the area and the faint lights from the lightposts that were on two corners accross the street. When the coast was clear she exited the alley and stood straight as she started to walk down the cobblestone street.   A drunkard ambled down the street toward her.  She quickly crossed the street to the other side.  

 

She heard footsteps behind her.  Jael paused a moment to listen.  The steps matched her pace. When she slowed down they slowed down, and when she increased her pace she noticed the change in the tone of the steps.