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Recap: Kylin Moore is the newly assign ambassador to Enterprise. She was assigned after the disaster at the Vulcan temple. Her function is to help with tricky social situations. She wasn't received very well at first. Most people have developed a respect for her at least, including one particular engineer but she still has to prove herself to the crew. Now with that, lets go check on the crew.
Chap 7
Joa started to speak, "Welcome Captain, I am the Maga of Calveria. We see you and your crew as honored guests, please join us for dinner tonight."
"We would be indebted, our directive is meet new species," Archer said, looking at the padd Kylin had prepared, "I would like to bring over some other members of my crew, my first officer, ambassador, chief engineer and translator."
"That's acceptable", Joa answered, "In accordance with our customs, its traditional to bring a gift."
They had been expecting that. "We have something in mind," Archer said.
"Then we meet in 3 of our hours," Joa said and cancelled the transmission.
The bridge crew looked at each other and the captain. "Malcolm, I want our security to be top notch, I don't want be surprised," Archer told him.
"It will be, sir, don't worry," Reed said.
"Kylin, I want need you read this people, look for anything we don't pick up," Archer told her, "Any idea of what '3 of their hours' are?"
T'Pol did some calculations, "That would 16:30 our time"
"Okay we'll meet on the shuttle dock at 16:10. Kylin find a selection from our literary database that relate to and Trip help her download it."
"Right away sir," Kylin told him and they left the bridge. "Trip, you don't need to help me, I know how to download."
They were in the lift. "I know, Kylin, but the captain still wants you to be supervise and I am responsible for that until your probation is up," Trip gently told her.
Her state on the ship hit her then. The captain and this crew were willing to put up with, maybe like her, but they didn't trust her. That was that. Even through Trip had been truly nice and had showed a real interest in her, she was still an outsider and that hurt her deeply. Quietly they went to library. Kylin found what she was looking for, Orwell's Animal Farm.
"Trip, I going to go my quarters, I didn't get much sleep last night, could you just download this and I pick it, up when we leave," she said, feeling depressed.
"Sure, just tell me one thing, does this nap have anything to do with what I said in the lift," Trip asked.
Kylin pretended she didn't hear that last part and headed for the door.
"Kylin, please answer me," Trip said, reaching for her hand, not fooled.
She nodded, afraid to speak. "I told before its nothing personal, I really like you," he said.
"Do you trust me," Kylin asked, on the verge of tears.
He looked at her, "Without a doubt, but I have to act in the ship's best interest, which is what captain thinks is best," Trip told her.
"So you don't think I'm a Vulcan spy," she asked, with a smile.
Relieved to see her a little happier, Trip, "Nope, you're too shaky for that." Kylin had to laugh, "Just give them time, darling and they said that too."
He hugged her then and she did feel better, too much better, Kylin realized. "You better get going if what that nap," Trip whispered softly.
"Thanks," she said, disentangling herself from him and went to the hall.
Trip looked and the door and realized if he didn't catch up with her, he would really regret himself tomorrow. "Kylin, I wait I need to ask you something!" He caught her arm quickly.
Kylin looked him and noticed his eyes were glazed, as if he had too much to drink. "What is it Trip," she asked.
"I know I said I could wait, but I lied, would like to have dinner tomorrow, just the two of us and we could watch a movie later, the mess hall shows them at Friday 'round 8:00", he asked anxiously.
Kylin looked at him and realized he had really been restraining himself before. It took a minute for her to decide. "I'd love too," she said surprising herself. Normally she waited a couple of weeks before she went on a date, she did not like to be spontaneous.
"Great, now go take your nap, that's an order," Trip said, kissing her lightly on the cheek.
She had to giggle, "Aye, sir." With that, she went to her quarters.
Kylin did take a nap, but only for an hour. She spent the rest of the time reviewing her notes. Her future on Enterprise depended on this evening. She had no intention on being caught unprepared.
At 16:00 her chime rang, "Come" she said getting up from her sofa. Trip was there and he had brought some flowers with him.
"Here," he said, feeling like a kid on his first date.
"Thank you," she said, taking them. They were pink carnations. "Where on earth did you find flowers on a starship?"
"Hypondics bay, see you don't know everything about a starship, I take you around tomorrow. You look great," Trip said pulling her towards him for a better look. She was wearing a sleeveless, gauzy, royal dress that stopped just about her knee. She had her hair in a French twist with a few strands lose.
Kylin felt herself blush. "You look pretty good yourself," she said and met it. He had cleaned up a bit, put on a clean uniform and shaved.
"Let's go, or we'll be late," Trip said, taking her hand.
They met the others in the shuttle bay. Despite, herself, Kylin couldn't help but feel a little conspicuous. She realized everyone was wearing a dress uniform, she was the only in civilian clothes. Oh grow up, Kylin, she told herself.
"Here you are captain," she said giving the chip with the book to Archer.
"What did you choose," Archer asked.
"Animal Farm," Kylin said smiling.
Everyone but T'Pol laughed. "I fail to see the amusement in that," she said as they all took their seats in the pod. A young man, Ensign Miles, in the front started the vehicle and they flew out of the bay.
Hoshi explained to her. "The book was a parody of the Soviet Union," seeing the confusion on T'Pol's face, she continued. "Before it fell in 1991 it was a communism nation that had begun by revolution with some strong ideals. However, over its seventy-year history, it becomes as corrupt as the previous regime. In Animal Farm, a group of farm animals took over with the ideals of all being equal. That changed as time when on until a certain group of animals believed that they were better."
"I see, I am curious, why that selection, Dr. Moore," T'Pol asked, "it would inspired revolution when they are already in conflict."
"Because, if it has any influence, the revolutionaries can see any government can be as corrupt as the previous one it they are not careful. It could also give a clue to the ruling class that they have a serious problem at hand and it may help them understand the lower classes. Who knows even a little reform," Kylin said smiling at the Vulcan.
"That is very unlikely," T'Pol said.
"That's what Vulcans said about humans 80 years ago and we're doing amazing things," Kylin replied.
"Speaking of amazing things look at that," Trip said.
They all looked outside and saw a gleaming white palace. The setting sunlight reflected off it. It looked like a tower of ivory. Below it there specks of red. "I wonder what those are," the ensign said
"Those would be the shanty town fires Ensign," Kylin told him.
They surrounded the white palace and seemed to go on for miles. "I see why there would be problems here," Archer said to himself, "Okay everyone we're staying together. Ensign, you are to stay with the pod. Be prepared to leave at a moment's notice."
"Aye sir."
The shuttle pod landed. Joa and her counsel were there to meet them. "Welcome to Calveria, Captain Archer," she said bowing to them.
Realizing that this was the traditional way to greet someone, they bowed back.
"Thank you, Maga" Archer said.
"Call me Joa, all of you," she said.
Archer nodded and introduced his crew, "This my first officer, Subcommander T'Pol from Vulcan, my chief engineer Commander Charles Tucker, my communications officer Ensign Hoshi Sato and our ship's ambassador Dr. Kylin Moore." Each person bowed as they were introduced.
The man they had met in space, Chief Migua looked at Kylin and asked, "These people are wearing uniforms how come you are not?", as they were walking through the corridor.
Kylin was a little taken back, as was the rest of the crew, "I am not a part of Starfleet, I with the Federation of Intergalactic Peace Core. We not a military organization," she explained.
"You are a civilian," he asked.
"Yes."
"I'm surprised, civilians are not allowed to accompany military personnel on our world," Migua said smugly. Kylin did not like him.
"Migua, watch your manners," Joa told him, "I apologized Dr. Moore, I hope you do not find offense."
"I am not offended," Kylin said, not wanting to tarnish a first contact.
Archer looked at her with relief and regret. Kylin knew he and the rest of the crew were probably regretting taking her on this mission.
They went to the formal dining room. It was a marble floor with pillows as chairs and what looked a like an off sized coffee table.
Archer sat between Hoshi and Kylin to get any language or cultural details that they might miss. "Captain this is the time to give the Maga her gift." Kylin told him
"Joa as gift from our people to you, we give you this," he said give the box to a minion who gave it to the Maga.
She took it and look at it, "Thank you Captain," Joa said, giving it back and giving a command in her native tongue.
"I think that was a command to see what it is," Hoshi told him.
Dinner was served after that. It was relatively pleasant, but Kylin got an uneasy feeling. All around her, she noticed works that belonged to other cultures. She could not help wonder, where they were obtained. The guards were obviously studying them and speaking a dialect that was different the official one.
"So you see, Captain, we are trying to preserve our culture and these rebels are just trying to install some ghastly war here, but you see it will be a matter of time before we prevail," the Maga said, sipping her wine.
"How did your conflict, start, if you don't mind me asking," Kylin said.
"Oh, just some misunderstanding. I know your society is different then ours, but we are born to ranks, each person has place and it is up to us to preserve our way of life," Joa said, "You understand tradition."
"Tradition indeed," Kylin muttered taking a sip of water. She noticed Archer smile.
"Thank you for your gift Captain," Joa said, "it was generous."
"The pleasure was ours," Archer replied.
"However I must ask you something," Joa asked, "Com. Tucker spoke of a transporter?"
"That's right," Archer said, looking confused. Kylin did not have a good feeling, it looked like the Maga was trying something.
"We have been trying to ended this conflict for several years, something like that could help us. Could we persuade you to give us the plans for that?"
Kylin looked at him. Archer looked at Joa, not believing this. "I'm sorry the technology is classified with Starfleet, we can't give that out."
"Dr. Moore as an advocate of peace, could you persuade your captain," Joa said turning her attention to her.
Kylin took some water and cleared her throat, "I'm sorry Maga, but the F.I.P.C has a strict policy about getting involved in interplanetary conflict. It would be inapprioate for me to do so."
She saw a something in the other woman's eyes. "I see,'' Joa said, "well lets talk about more pleasant things then."
The evening ended shortly after with the humans shaking hands with the Calverions.
"Thank you for the meal," Kylin told one of the officers.
"It was our pleasure, what it that," he said looking at her F.I.P.C padd.
"It's a padd created for the diplomats, we use for notation and send the data to F.I.P.C," she said showing it to him.
"Interesting," he said looking at it.
"Thank you for the evening, I have to leave," she said going into the craft.
The flight back to the ship was done in silence. There was a field disruption in the warp core so Trip had to go back to work. Kylin walked back to her quarters by herself. She sat down on the sofa, took off her shoes, and picked up her padd. She started to input the data had taken at dinner and put into her report.
All of the sudden the door opened and the Captain, Lt. Reed and a security team were in her quarters with phase pistols aimed at her.
"Dr. Kylin Rose Moore, you are being charged with espionage," Malcolm took her.
"I beg your pardon," she said, furious.
"Dr. Moore, there was an unauthorized, encrypted transmission that came from your quarters 20 minutes ago, it contain the specs to our transporter," Archer told her, "I warned you Kylin, you are under house arrest until further notice. Malcolm make a search of her quarters and keep a guard posted."
T.B.C
Sorry about the ending, to be continued soon.
Recap: Kylin Moore is the newly assign ambassador to Enterprise. She was assigned after the disaster at the Vulcan temple. Her function is to help with tricky social situations. She wasn't received very well at first. Most people have developed a respect for her at least, including one particular engineer but she still has to prove herself to the crew. Now with that, lets go check on the crew.
Chap 7
Joa started to speak, "Welcome Captain, I am the Maga of Calveria. We see you and your crew as honored guests, please join us for dinner tonight."
"We would be indebted, our directive is meet new species," Archer said, looking at the padd Kylin had prepared, "I would like to bring over some other members of my crew, my first officer, ambassador, chief engineer and translator."
"That's acceptable", Joa answered, "In accordance with our customs, its traditional to bring a gift."
They had been expecting that. "We have something in mind," Archer said.
"Then we meet in 3 of our hours," Joa said and cancelled the transmission.
The bridge crew looked at each other and the captain. "Malcolm, I want our security to be top notch, I don't want be surprised," Archer told him.
"It will be, sir, don't worry," Reed said.
"Kylin, I want need you read this people, look for anything we don't pick up," Archer told her, "Any idea of what '3 of their hours' are?"
T'Pol did some calculations, "That would 16:30 our time"
"Okay we'll meet on the shuttle dock at 16:10. Kylin find a selection from our literary database that relate to and Trip help her download it."
"Right away sir," Kylin told him and they left the bridge. "Trip, you don't need to help me, I know how to download."
They were in the lift. "I know, Kylin, but the captain still wants you to be supervise and I am responsible for that until your probation is up," Trip gently told her.
Her state on the ship hit her then. The captain and this crew were willing to put up with, maybe like her, but they didn't trust her. That was that. Even through Trip had been truly nice and had showed a real interest in her, she was still an outsider and that hurt her deeply. Quietly they went to library. Kylin found what she was looking for, Orwell's Animal Farm.
"Trip, I going to go my quarters, I didn't get much sleep last night, could you just download this and I pick it, up when we leave," she said, feeling depressed.
"Sure, just tell me one thing, does this nap have anything to do with what I said in the lift," Trip asked.
Kylin pretended she didn't hear that last part and headed for the door.
"Kylin, please answer me," Trip said, reaching for her hand, not fooled.
She nodded, afraid to speak. "I told before its nothing personal, I really like you," he said.
"Do you trust me," Kylin asked, on the verge of tears.
He looked at her, "Without a doubt, but I have to act in the ship's best interest, which is what captain thinks is best," Trip told her.
"So you don't think I'm a Vulcan spy," she asked, with a smile.
Relieved to see her a little happier, Trip, "Nope, you're too shaky for that." Kylin had to laugh, "Just give them time, darling and they said that too."
He hugged her then and she did feel better, too much better, Kylin realized. "You better get going if what that nap," Trip whispered softly.
"Thanks," she said, disentangling herself from him and went to the hall.
Trip looked and the door and realized if he didn't catch up with her, he would really regret himself tomorrow. "Kylin, I wait I need to ask you something!" He caught her arm quickly.
Kylin looked him and noticed his eyes were glazed, as if he had too much to drink. "What is it Trip," she asked.
"I know I said I could wait, but I lied, would like to have dinner tomorrow, just the two of us and we could watch a movie later, the mess hall shows them at Friday 'round 8:00", he asked anxiously.
Kylin looked at him and realized he had really been restraining himself before. It took a minute for her to decide. "I'd love too," she said surprising herself. Normally she waited a couple of weeks before she went on a date, she did not like to be spontaneous.
"Great, now go take your nap, that's an order," Trip said, kissing her lightly on the cheek.
She had to giggle, "Aye, sir." With that, she went to her quarters.
Kylin did take a nap, but only for an hour. She spent the rest of the time reviewing her notes. Her future on Enterprise depended on this evening. She had no intention on being caught unprepared.
At 16:00 her chime rang, "Come" she said getting up from her sofa. Trip was there and he had brought some flowers with him.
"Here," he said, feeling like a kid on his first date.
"Thank you," she said, taking them. They were pink carnations. "Where on earth did you find flowers on a starship?"
"Hypondics bay, see you don't know everything about a starship, I take you around tomorrow. You look great," Trip said pulling her towards him for a better look. She was wearing a sleeveless, gauzy, royal dress that stopped just about her knee. She had her hair in a French twist with a few strands lose.
Kylin felt herself blush. "You look pretty good yourself," she said and met it. He had cleaned up a bit, put on a clean uniform and shaved.
"Let's go, or we'll be late," Trip said, taking her hand.
They met the others in the shuttle bay. Despite, herself, Kylin couldn't help but feel a little conspicuous. She realized everyone was wearing a dress uniform, she was the only in civilian clothes. Oh grow up, Kylin, she told herself.
"Here you are captain," she said giving the chip with the book to Archer.
"What did you choose," Archer asked.
"Animal Farm," Kylin said smiling.
Everyone but T'Pol laughed. "I fail to see the amusement in that," she said as they all took their seats in the pod. A young man, Ensign Miles, in the front started the vehicle and they flew out of the bay.
Hoshi explained to her. "The book was a parody of the Soviet Union," seeing the confusion on T'Pol's face, she continued. "Before it fell in 1991 it was a communism nation that had begun by revolution with some strong ideals. However, over its seventy-year history, it becomes as corrupt as the previous regime. In Animal Farm, a group of farm animals took over with the ideals of all being equal. That changed as time when on until a certain group of animals believed that they were better."
"I see, I am curious, why that selection, Dr. Moore," T'Pol asked, "it would inspired revolution when they are already in conflict."
"Because, if it has any influence, the revolutionaries can see any government can be as corrupt as the previous one it they are not careful. It could also give a clue to the ruling class that they have a serious problem at hand and it may help them understand the lower classes. Who knows even a little reform," Kylin said smiling at the Vulcan.
"That is very unlikely," T'Pol said.
"That's what Vulcans said about humans 80 years ago and we're doing amazing things," Kylin replied.
"Speaking of amazing things look at that," Trip said.
They all looked outside and saw a gleaming white palace. The setting sunlight reflected off it. It looked like a tower of ivory. Below it there specks of red. "I wonder what those are," the ensign said
"Those would be the shanty town fires Ensign," Kylin told him.
They surrounded the white palace and seemed to go on for miles. "I see why there would be problems here," Archer said to himself, "Okay everyone we're staying together. Ensign, you are to stay with the pod. Be prepared to leave at a moment's notice."
"Aye sir."
The shuttle pod landed. Joa and her counsel were there to meet them. "Welcome to Calveria, Captain Archer," she said bowing to them.
Realizing that this was the traditional way to greet someone, they bowed back.
"Thank you, Maga" Archer said.
"Call me Joa, all of you," she said.
Archer nodded and introduced his crew, "This my first officer, Subcommander T'Pol from Vulcan, my chief engineer Commander Charles Tucker, my communications officer Ensign Hoshi Sato and our ship's ambassador Dr. Kylin Moore." Each person bowed as they were introduced.
The man they had met in space, Chief Migua looked at Kylin and asked, "These people are wearing uniforms how come you are not?", as they were walking through the corridor.
Kylin was a little taken back, as was the rest of the crew, "I am not a part of Starfleet, I with the Federation of Intergalactic Peace Core. We not a military organization," she explained.
"You are a civilian," he asked.
"Yes."
"I'm surprised, civilians are not allowed to accompany military personnel on our world," Migua said smugly. Kylin did not like him.
"Migua, watch your manners," Joa told him, "I apologized Dr. Moore, I hope you do not find offense."
"I am not offended," Kylin said, not wanting to tarnish a first contact.
Archer looked at her with relief and regret. Kylin knew he and the rest of the crew were probably regretting taking her on this mission.
They went to the formal dining room. It was a marble floor with pillows as chairs and what looked a like an off sized coffee table.
Archer sat between Hoshi and Kylin to get any language or cultural details that they might miss. "Captain this is the time to give the Maga her gift." Kylin told him
"Joa as gift from our people to you, we give you this," he said give the box to a minion who gave it to the Maga.
She took it and look at it, "Thank you Captain," Joa said, giving it back and giving a command in her native tongue.
"I think that was a command to see what it is," Hoshi told him.
Dinner was served after that. It was relatively pleasant, but Kylin got an uneasy feeling. All around her, she noticed works that belonged to other cultures. She could not help wonder, where they were obtained. The guards were obviously studying them and speaking a dialect that was different the official one.
"So you see, Captain, we are trying to preserve our culture and these rebels are just trying to install some ghastly war here, but you see it will be a matter of time before we prevail," the Maga said, sipping her wine.
"How did your conflict, start, if you don't mind me asking," Kylin said.
"Oh, just some misunderstanding. I know your society is different then ours, but we are born to ranks, each person has place and it is up to us to preserve our way of life," Joa said, "You understand tradition."
"Tradition indeed," Kylin muttered taking a sip of water. She noticed Archer smile.
"Thank you for your gift Captain," Joa said, "it was generous."
"The pleasure was ours," Archer replied.
"However I must ask you something," Joa asked, "Com. Tucker spoke of a transporter?"
"That's right," Archer said, looking confused. Kylin did not have a good feeling, it looked like the Maga was trying something.
"We have been trying to ended this conflict for several years, something like that could help us. Could we persuade you to give us the plans for that?"
Kylin looked at him. Archer looked at Joa, not believing this. "I'm sorry the technology is classified with Starfleet, we can't give that out."
"Dr. Moore as an advocate of peace, could you persuade your captain," Joa said turning her attention to her.
Kylin took some water and cleared her throat, "I'm sorry Maga, but the F.I.P.C has a strict policy about getting involved in interplanetary conflict. It would be inapprioate for me to do so."
She saw a something in the other woman's eyes. "I see,'' Joa said, "well lets talk about more pleasant things then."
The evening ended shortly after with the humans shaking hands with the Calverions.
"Thank you for the meal," Kylin told one of the officers.
"It was our pleasure, what it that," he said looking at her F.I.P.C padd.
"It's a padd created for the diplomats, we use for notation and send the data to F.I.P.C," she said showing it to him.
"Interesting," he said looking at it.
"Thank you for the evening, I have to leave," she said going into the craft.
The flight back to the ship was done in silence. There was a field disruption in the warp core so Trip had to go back to work. Kylin walked back to her quarters by herself. She sat down on the sofa, took off her shoes, and picked up her padd. She started to input the data had taken at dinner and put into her report.
All of the sudden the door opened and the Captain, Lt. Reed and a security team were in her quarters with phase pistols aimed at her.
"Dr. Kylin Rose Moore, you are being charged with espionage," Malcolm took her.
"I beg your pardon," she said, furious.
"Dr. Moore, there was an unauthorized, encrypted transmission that came from your quarters 20 minutes ago, it contain the specs to our transporter," Archer told her, "I warned you Kylin, you are under house arrest until further notice. Malcolm make a search of her quarters and keep a guard posted."
T.B.C
Sorry about the ending, to be continued soon.