SD: 240504.14 [Warbird] Duty Log Lt. Athena Wellington

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Date(s): 2005-04-14

=/\= Some where aboard the ship =/\= As soon as they appeared on the ship from being transported; Athena began to struggle in the vice like grip that the taller Romulan had on her. She managed to get in a position where she could take the heel of her shoe and stomp it into the man's instep. It must have hurt a bit because he loosened his grip enough for her to break free. The other shorter Romulan lunged for her but she moved quickly and slipped through his hands as well. Not only had she managed to get away from the Romulan soldiers but now she was loose in their ship as she slipped out the door of the room they were in. Athena took the two combadges she had been holding and slipped them sown into her bra. {Damn! Now, which way should I go.} Not wasting any more time then too let her thoughts flow into her brain, she ran toward the corner and turned it. She quickly walked down the corridor but at the sound of approaching voices from one direction and a hurried shuffle of feet from the other, Athena slipped into the first door she came to. {Uh-OH!!! Big Mistake!!!!} She glanced over the astonished faces of the Romulans who had been eating their meal in what appeared to be their mess hall. Athena grabbed the two plates on the table closest to her and threw them in the faces of the men sitting there as she heard the hiss of the door that had closed when she entered. "Sorry," she said. As she began moving threw the room and throw food at the guards who were chasing her or dumping the plates on those whom were trying to eat. "Oh, I've heard that's delicious she said as she grabbed one plate and threw it at one of the guards. Unfortunately she never made it back to the door before on of the security guard managed to grab her. She struggled and fought against her captor as he marched her to the security department. =/\= Romulan Brig Area =/\= Athena stopped struggling as the Guard shoved her into a room with about thirty men and her hip slamming into a nearby desk kept her from running anywhere. "Search her and take her to the interrogation room," said a stern voice from behind the others. She was shoved along a small corridor and shoved into a room. The guard found the remaining hair decoration in her pocket and asked, "What is this?" Athena grabbed the stick from his hand and wrapped some of her loose hair around the stick and stuck it through the thick hair at the crown of the back of her head. Most of her hair was in some kind of a cross between a twist and a bun at the back of her head. Only a few tendrils hung in loose ringlets around her face and the nape of her neck. The guard and Athena sat in opposite chairs and stared at each other while another guard stood by the door. It seemed like hours had passed even though it had only been maybe an hour at most before a higher ranking official came in and started asking her questions. Athena remain silent and her expression indifferent; even if she didn't always manage the look of indifference she never said a word. The Romulan's patience was short lived and he grabbed Athena by the throat and screamed you will answer me. Shocked into action; she grabbed the metal stick holding up her hair and thrust it into the Romulan's arm. And then, they injected her with something. Athena felt a moment of panic not knowing what she had been injected with. {Just put yourself in a trancelike state.} She slid into the chair and let her mind go blank as she locked her jaw. She felt oddly warm as whatever it was burned in her veins. =/\= some time later - cell 16 =/\= "What do you think is wrong with her?" "I don't know, just dump her over here." Waving a hand in front of Athena's face, "Its like no one's in there..... Like her brain oozed out of her head." "Whatever happened it can't be good; she hasn't made a sound since...." =/\= End Log =/\= Lt. Athena Wellington Counselor USS Chimera