((Bridge - USS Resolution))
::Daydans laughter got louder and louder as he started to write up
his mission report, slowly his bridge crew started to see the funny
side and their initial fears faded and they began to set about their
duties.. Taboo was an odd kind of officer, he gained peoples respect
through his rank but also through his success, he had a very unusual
approach to achieving his goals.. He respected truth and honesty
but himself was for want of a better term a thief, for all his qualities
there was a dark side. This dark side was the direct effect of his life
and experiences. Daydan, like many of his species had studied the
power of the mind, psychology, sociology, although his heart was
in technology he had a gift for unravelling the secrets of the mind..::
::After some minutes Daydan completed the report and posted it
to the Captains log… 238310.30
Commander Daydan Taboo.. We were lucky, Duronis II is now
well and truly under the control of the Romulan Star Empire, I do
not see Starfleet regaining any kind of foot hold in the area in the
near future.. The Reman presence and the construction of a Reman
ship yard leads me to believe that they intend to stay.. I feel sorry
for the Laundeans, in their desire for freedom they have sold their
souls to the Devil… I think the decades will pass before the
Laundeans them selves rise up to take back what is rightfully theirs…
One of my regrets is that I never had the chance to study the sand bar,
one of the most magnificent examples of transwarp flux in the region,
I still belive that it was caused by early faster than light travel, weather
it was Laundean or not I can not say but there is a special rift there, a
natural one. Do we ever get to really study any more or are we simply
policing the universe for our own gains… Anyway, the good news is
we managed to evacuate 200 of the embassy staff with us, it’s a tight
squeeze but spirits are high and I understand we are due a celebration…
I think I’ll even put a tune or two out on my Alto Selmar mk IX ..
It’s about time these corridors rang with the sound of music.. Eat your
heart out Rhys… End log… Daydans finger tapped the final key and
stood up…::
Hicks: Sir, incoming message.. it’s on sub space..
::Still standing..::
Taboo: Put it through to my pad…
::Daydan turned to look down at his pad, it was from Brell, his blue
Bolian friend.. It was just a request for a call back.. Daydan smiled
to himself, the Bolian always seemed to be in the back ground when
Daydan was concerned, but to his credit the Betazoid knew he was
trustworthy reliable and a very good officer.. It would be nice to see
him again…::
Taboo: Hicks, send a message to Lieutenant Brell at the McKinley
Station and inform him we will be at Starbase 118 in 3 weeks time,
::smiles..:: and all is well…
Hicks: Message sent Commander…
::Taboo nodded and walked away to the turbo lift.. As the doors
opened he looked back into the bridge at his bridge crew… ::
Taboo: Hicks… You are in command, I will be in my quarters..
Hicks: Aye aye Captain……
::Daydan sniggered as the doors to the lift closed behind him,
he remembered his first time in the big chair, the USS Isanaah.
He would never forget it, it took him two hours pacing around
the bridge before he actually decided to sit down..::
((FO’s quarters… ))
::Daydan sat down on his bed and let himself just fall back
against the soft sheets and firm mattress, closing his eyes he
let his mind wonder through out the ship, slowly he connected
with his crew, eves dropping on their thoughts but more
importantly their fears, their dreams and their desires, they
were not much unlike his own… His mental touch was gentle,
drifting through the minds of the crew was like drifting through
someone else’s dreams.. Before long Daydan’s own worries
were gone, as he explored the minds of his crew he stumbled
upon a mind that he found interesting.. His eyes flickered slightly
as he entered an almost dream state focusing on the mind of the
person who needed his help.. This was what Daydan did best,
unraveling the secrets of the mind, helping those that did not
want help, loving those that did not want love, understanding
those that did not even understand themselves..::
-TBC-
Cmdr Daydan Taboo
First Officer
USS Resolution