=/\= Kzenti - Diplomatic Holding Pen =/\= Athena sat on her bed and rubbed her temples to ease the ache from lack of sleep. She really felt that the Kzenti were poisoning her food and she was afraid they'd try to drug her if she fell asleep for too long. With her headache easing just a bit, Athena sat crossed legged on the bed and leaned her head against the wall and closed her eyes. Anyone looking at her might think she had fallen asleep in an awkward position. She first concentrated on relaxing her muscles and her breathing fell into a steady rhythm. Athena's head wasn't aching as bad and she was feeling a bit better as she thought over her meeting with the Kzenti Intel officers. {Were they lying? Was it real? I definitely don't trust them.} She let the information she had and her questions chase themselves until she came up with a course of action. {Liberation.} She licked her dry lips and stared out the door. {The only question left .... how to get to the other side of the door without getting shot or hit.} She reviewed all the encounters she had with the Kzenti. {The cup and the plate.} She concentrated on the door; imagining the locking mechanism. She concentrated on the door long enough that she sighed and closed her eyes. Athena opened her eyes and sighed again. {Its just too big of a job, yet.} Her head was aching enough to make her feel ill and another thought popped into her head. {Demand.} Athena began to pound on the door yelling, "I don't feel well. I need help!" She kept up the pound and the yelling her throat was beginning to feel raw. She kept pounding until she broke the skin on her hands open. She walked over to the table and picked up the pitcher of juice and then she walked over to the bed and tore the pillowcase into strips of cloth. She wrapped her hands with the strips and went back to pounding on the door. Athena licked her drying lips and ignored the rawness of her throat and let out the loudest scream she could as she continued to pound. As she heard the magnetic click of the lock she moved away from in front of the door and looked at the table. She heard the hiss of the door and soon the guard appeared in the doorway. A serving dish of food clattered to the floor. As the guard moved quickly toward that sound and Athena hit him with the pitcher contents and all as hard as she could in the back of the head. The guard staggered for a moment which was all Athena needed to slip out the door. She hurried down the hall and slipped into the first open room that she came to. {Hhmmm.. Some sort of lab.} =/\= End Log =/\= Lt. Athena Wellington Counselor USS Chimera