SD: 240504.14 [Warbird] Duty Log Lt. Athena Wellington
Character(s):
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