Stardate:71025.2300
Title: Parting Is Such Sweet. . .Whatever
Author: =/\= Zanh Liis
Scene: Bridge, USS Independence
Time: Immediately following "Judgment Day Part Three"
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Rising from the center chair once again, Zanh Liis took stock of their current situation.
She knew that they had hours, if not days, of work ahead of them, and she was anxious to do as much as she personally could to help handle the needs of their incoming visitors.
First, though, she had to make a call to Starfleet Command.
She needed to brief the Admiral on the condition of the Alchemy. Also, on the outcome of the Yensul IV "negotiations", and to ask him where she was to take the nearly five hundred cast-off Yensuli women and children from here.
She doubted Kelly would want her to bring them all the way back to Earth aboard Indy; though likely that was where they would end up, for a time. Surely new orders would be waiting for them as soon as she filed her report stating the Yensul mission was finished.
Her main concern was that there were glaring security and tactical issues that she needed to address before they could, in good conscience, leave orbit.
True, it would take time to get the Alchemy back into space and towed into Starion's bay. But it would take far longer to broker any sort of tentative agreement between Andara Maffe and the Federation, and Zanh worried what would happen to the fifth planet the moment Independence left if there was not a commanding Starfleet presence there to watch over it in her place.
She was entirely certain that Tegget and his cronies from the fourth planet would have no compunction about stripping the mines bare of monocrystal cortenum before the Federation could set up shop, if they were allowed to get away with it.
Zanh had ideas how to prevent that from happening, but she needed
Command's blessing and support if she was going to make them a reality.
Therefore, getting that blessing was priority one. Then she would deal with housing the refugees, getting Alchemy back aboard, and then, whatever orders may follow.
Out of the corner of her eye, Zanh watched Corbinsky. He'd been chatting with Samson and Dengar, and then suddenly his hands, which were still hovering over the science station panel, began to input a rapid series of commands.
>Warning,> the computer announced >the level ten force field encompassing the bridge has been disabled.>
"Xander," Zanh began sternly, but she knew it was no use. With all the time he'd had to work with the computers and sensors, surely he had not only figured out how to drop the field that kept him in the present time and place but also how they had detected and caught to begin with.
*The same bag of tricks will not work in future.* Liis thought.
Corbinsky backed away from the panel slowly and across the bridge, the two exchanged a knowing glance. He considered his work here to be done, and intended to leave.
"Very clever, indeed, Captain. Tell Mr. Blane that he may have bested me this time- but it shall not happen again." He smiled at her and Zanh couldn't quite tell if his next remark was meant in jest. He seemed, for some reason that escaped her entirely, to be serious when he said, "I'm going to miss you, Zanh Liis."
Liis wasn't sure if she'd miss him, so she reserved comment on that subject. She was, however, truly grateful for all he'd done. "Thank you for your help, doctor. We are in your debt."
"Several times over, by my estimation." Corbinsky informed her. "I intend to collect on those debts at a future date, Captain. Mind that."
"Damn, I knew you were going to say that." she groaned. Zanh Liis hated little more in life than owing favors to anyone- even though she knew in her heart that she did, in fact, owe Corbinsky. Big time.
"Next time I visit, and be assured, there will be a next time," he took a few more steps and N'Dura moved for her phaser, but Zanh waved her off. It was time to let the doctor go- for now. "I hope we can skip the formalities of the search and the prison stay. I'd prefer guest quarters."
"I'll think about it. I'm not making any promises."
Corbinsky stood tall, and with his hand over his heart declared, "Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow."
"Romeo and Juliet?" Zanh continued to stare at him, unfazed. "You're quoting Shakespeare to me and Romeo and Juliet is the best you've got?"
"Perhaps you'd prefer this instead," He changed stance, took another step, and raised a hand into the air. "Gentles, do not reprehend. If you pardon, we will mend."
"Puck you, Corbinsky."
Doctor Xander T.Corbinsky merely winked at Zanh Liis in reply, and then he vanished, right before her eyes.
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=/\= Zanh Liis
Acting Commanding Officer
USS Independence NCC-90791
Post 520: Parting Is Such Sweet. . .Whatever
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- Post 466: Those Who Won't Be Counseled
- Post 467: A Visitor
- Post 468: Help Is On the Way
- Post 469: Can't Be Helped
- Post 470: Battle of the Sexes
- Post 471: One but Many
- Post 472: Running for Reece
- Post 473: The Kindness of Strangers
- Post 474: Angels in the Snow
- Post 475: Adrift
- Post 476: Yensul Awaits
- Post 477: Women and Children First
- Post 478: Mothers and Daughters Part One
- Post 479: Mothers and Daughters Part Two
- Post 480: Somehow, It Feels Like Christmas
- Post 481: Overture
- Post 482: Without Fanfare
- Post 483: Welcome to Yensul Part One
- Post 484: Welcome to Yensul Part Two
- Post 485:Alone in a Crowd Part One
- Post 486: Alone in a Crowd Part Two
- Post 487: Home Field Advantage
- Post 488: Florence Nightin-Ensign
- Post 489: The Honeymoon Has To Wait
- Post 490: Tour Guide
- Post 491: Into Focus
- Post 492: Just What the Klingon Ordered
- Post 493: You Did What?
- Post 494: Masquerading As Light
- Post 495: Two Outs, Full Count, Bottom of the Ninth
- Post 496: Tending the Garden
- Post 497: To Mention the Unmentionable
- Post 498: Starfleet Boy Meets Alien Girl Part One
- Post 499: Starfleet Boy Meets Alien Girl Part Two
- Post 500: Reasonable Accomodations
- Post 501: Under the Bus
- Post 502: A Chance
- Post 503: Something Somehow Sacred Part One
- Post 504: Something Somehow Sacred Part Two
- Post 505: Something Somehow Sacred Part Three
- Post 506: In a Dream
- Post 507: Drastic Times
- Post 508: Be Careful What You Wish For
- Post 509: Hot Soup, Familiar Face
- Post 510: This Is Some Rescue
- Post 511: Upon the Housetops Part One
- Post 512: Upon the Housetops Part Two
- Post 513: The Last Thing I Remember
- Post 514: Dialogue
- Post 515: Judgment Day Part One
- Post 516: Judgment Day Part Two
- Post 517: Judgment Day Part Three
- Post 518: Unexpected Help
- Post 519: I Have An Idea
- Post 520: Parting Is Such Sweet. . .Whatever
- Post 521: Saved
- Post 522: Walking Away
- Post 523: Bright, Shiny Objects
- Post 524: Without A Fuss
- Post 525: Wrap Up With A Nice Little Bow
- Post 526: Facing The Future
- Post 527: Until Next Time
- Post 528: The Truth
- Post 529: A New Beginning
- Post 530: The Flames Burn Hotter
- Post 531: Instinct
- Post 532: Preparations
- Post 533: Reality and Guilt
- Post 534: For Their Own Good Part One
- Post 535: For Their Own Good Part Two
- Post 536: Hairspray and Short Skirts
- Post 537: Masquerade
- Post 538: Halloween, Today?
- Post 539: Alter Ego
- Post 540: Flapper Tapper Girl
- Post 541: Can't Get Enough
- Post 542: Commander Who?
- Post 543: The Inmates Are. . .
- Post 544: And They Call Her Sir
- Post 545: Message In A Bottle
- Post 546: Full Disclosure Part One
- Post 547 Full Disclosure Part Two
- Post 548: Rendezvous?
- Post 549: Why the Long Face? Part One
- Post 550- Why the Long Face? Part Two
- Post 551: Why The Long Face? Part Three
- Post 552: Time to Meet
- Post 553: Quicksand, Part One
- Post 554: Quicksand, Part Two
- Post 555) Trapped
- Post 556) Heads or Tails
- Post 557) Take Your Stations Part One
- Post 558) Take Your Stations Part Two
- Post 559) Transponder
- Post 560) Damaged Goods
- Post 561) Damsel in Distress
- Post 562) The Invisibles
- Post 563) Showtime
- Post 564) Full Circle
- For the Crew. . .
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