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referring to people who's bodies have been taken over by aliens I'm gonna
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Hannah's mouth hung open as she stared at the figure in the doorway.
"Jesus Mal! What happened?" she exclaimed racing forward. "Where's Phlox and the bridge casualties?"
Hakir leant against the door frame. Hakir inwardly smiled, the human did not suspect a thing.
Hannah regarded his state suspiciously. His clothes were torn and there was something that looked like blood trickling from his head and a burn mark on his palm. Something wasn't adding up.
"Hey Malcolm, you remind me of that time when my brother fell out with you and you both started scrapping." She said casually checking him over with concern.
"Oh yes, he hit hard." said Hakir at a loss for something to say. Hakir prayed he'd said the right thing.
*That's not Malcolm* Hannah thought. *He might look like him but that's not Malcolm.*
"I'll get you something for the pain." She said filling a hypospray.
"No I'll be fine" said Hakir quickly.
In one fluid movement Hannah got his legs out and sat on his back when he landed face down on the floor.
She pressed the hypospray to his neck and he fell limp. The white flame left his body and entered Hannah's; her head lolled a second before she stood up.
"Not as clever as you thought." She said scornfully.
She threw Malcolm down on the biobed and wrapped the restraints around him.
"That will hold you" she stated satisfied the threat was over.
Hakir looked down at the new host.
"A woman, how...unfortunate" she muttered.
She left sickbay and made her way down to Engineering.
Gracefully she stepped over the motionless crewmembers in the doorway.
Rakesh was bent over one of the consoles.
"Rakesh, are they under control?" Hakir asked.
"All incapacitated, I see the one in sickbay was more of a threat than you first thought" Rakesh replied evenly, looking up and smirking.
"Hakir frowned. "I tried to deceive her, but she saw through it and sedated the other host." She said sullenly. "I had no other choice."
Rakesh laughed. "You fool, now help me with this, I need assistance in recalibrating this"
Hakir nodded. A strained look appeared on her face. "This one is fighting, stronger than the other" she gasped, clenching her fists tightly.
"Well, quash the attempt! Hakir you are becoming weak, you should be able to gain control immediately!" Rakesh scolded.
"I am not a child anymore, there is no need to state the obvious" Hakir muttered furiously, straightening up once more.
Someone stirred in the corner. "Sort it out" said Rakesh. "Do you think you can handle it?"
Hakir scowled. "Give me the hypospray then" she said.
Rakesh passed it back to her and she wandered in the direction of the noise.
Hakir bent down and surveyed the human. His eyes fluttered open.
"Who the hell are you?" he asked blearily.
"The new crew member" said Hakir "Lie still while I top up your medication."
"Medication?" he asked confused. "Ah ain't on no meds"
"Hakir! Get on with it!" Rakesh barked.
"Night, Night Commander" said Hakir reaching to press the hypospray to his neck.
Trip grabbed her wrist, "Not so fast Miss Nightingale, I wanna know what's goin' on round here" he said.
"You're hurting me!" Hakir lied trying to free herself.
"Tell me!" Trip said looking angry. "Now!"
"You're sick commander! I was just administering the sedative so you could sleep through the worse parts of the disease" Hakir lied again.
"So you're treating sick people in engineerin' now are ya?" Trip asked sceptically.
Hakirs other hand shot out for the hypospray, Trips hand got there first.
"That won't do anything" Hakir told him, "It won't make a bit of difference."
Trip ignored her; she wrenched her wrist free and slapped the hypospray from his hand. Still drowsy from the original sedative Trip didn't move fast enough to take the hypospray again, she dived for it and pressed it to his neck.
"I HATE THESE BODIES!" Hakir screamed.
"Oh be quiet!" Rakesh snapped "Make yourself useful and get to work on the repairs!"
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Malcolm opened his eyes and stifled a yawn. He tried to sit up but found himself fastened to the biobed; however he wasn't fastened down very securely. He found that if he wriggled about he might be able to free one of his arms.
He settled himself down for a long and arduous task. He was surprised that he hadn't been fastened down tighter; in his head he began forming a plan.
The only problem was, was releasing the others from the alien possession.
*How was I released?* he thought shifting around uncomfortably. *Hannah got me on the floor-must remember to congratulate her on that-and pressed the hypospray to my neck, I fell unconscious and woke up here....*
"That's it!" he whispered "The sedative! Now to think of how to get it to everyone so there's no chance of repossession...."
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Siegat stared round, "How are the repairs coming?" he asked "Slowly, we should be on our way in less than an hour" Lakish stated. "I believe all the engineering crew are now contained, what shall we do about the others?"
"Order them all to a cargo bay, tell them it's a matter of security" Siegat suggested.
"Having the Captain as a host I believe it would be wise for you to give the order" said Lakish formally.
Siegat sighed, and hit the comm.
"Attention all crew members, please report to the Cargo bays and await instructions. This is urgent, get to the cargo bays as quickly as possible!"
Forite strained on the floor again.
"Lakish, shoot Forite's host, Forite go find another." Siegat ordered "You're taking far too long to subdue the host; speed is of the essence here."
Lakish nodded. "There is no weapon here" she stated.
"Look in the medical bag, see if there is a suitable medication" Siegat told her.
Lakish rummaged through the bag and came up with a hypospray. She pressed it to Forites neck and watched as the white flame shot out of Hoshi.
"Forite, once you have a host go help Rakesh and Hakir with the repairs." Siegat told it.
The white flame disappeared from the room.
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Hakir looked up as a white flame entered engineering.
"They're all sedated, you won't be able to take a host in here" she told it. "Try one of the cargo bays, then you can join the rest of us slaves in here and help with repairs."
"No!" Rakesh said sharply. "We can't let them know what's going on, not just yet. Hakir, keep that rampant mouth of yours shut before I force you to take a slug host!"
Hakir scowled and stalked off.
She sat down in the corner away from the others.
"I get no appreciation round here," she muttered. "They treat me like I'm flesh, it's sickening."
She stared at Rakesh who had resumed his repairs and then looked down at herself thoughtfully.
"Siegat has a male host" she whispered slowly "And I have a female host, maybe I work this to my advantage and finally get a bit of respect around here. I'll let Rakesh know who's in charge!"
She crept out of engineering unnoticed by Rakesh. She just had time to dodge inside another room when Lakish walked into engineering.
"Perfect" she breathed.
Quickly she made her way to the bridge.
Siegat turned round when the doors opened. Hakir leaned against the wall smiling seductively.
"Hakir, what are you doing?" Siegat asked.
Hakir came forward and looked up into his eyes.
"I've come to make you a proposition.."she began.
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Malcolm gave one final tug on his arm and it came out from beneath the restraints. From then on freeing the rest of him became easy; freeing the crew wouldn't be so easy.
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Hannah's mouth hung open as she stared at the figure in the doorway.
"Jesus Mal! What happened?" she exclaimed racing forward. "Where's Phlox and the bridge casualties?"
Hakir leant against the door frame. Hakir inwardly smiled, the human did not suspect a thing.
Hannah regarded his state suspiciously. His clothes were torn and there was something that looked like blood trickling from his head and a burn mark on his palm. Something wasn't adding up.
"Hey Malcolm, you remind me of that time when my brother fell out with you and you both started scrapping." She said casually checking him over with concern.
"Oh yes, he hit hard." said Hakir at a loss for something to say. Hakir prayed he'd said the right thing.
*That's not Malcolm* Hannah thought. *He might look like him but that's not Malcolm.*
"I'll get you something for the pain." She said filling a hypospray.
"No I'll be fine" said Hakir quickly.
In one fluid movement Hannah got his legs out and sat on his back when he landed face down on the floor.
She pressed the hypospray to his neck and he fell limp. The white flame left his body and entered Hannah's; her head lolled a second before she stood up.
"Not as clever as you thought." She said scornfully.
She threw Malcolm down on the biobed and wrapped the restraints around him.
"That will hold you" she stated satisfied the threat was over.
Hakir looked down at the new host.
"A woman, how...unfortunate" she muttered.
She left sickbay and made her way down to Engineering.
Gracefully she stepped over the motionless crewmembers in the doorway.
Rakesh was bent over one of the consoles.
"Rakesh, are they under control?" Hakir asked.
"All incapacitated, I see the one in sickbay was more of a threat than you first thought" Rakesh replied evenly, looking up and smirking.
"Hakir frowned. "I tried to deceive her, but she saw through it and sedated the other host." She said sullenly. "I had no other choice."
Rakesh laughed. "You fool, now help me with this, I need assistance in recalibrating this"
Hakir nodded. A strained look appeared on her face. "This one is fighting, stronger than the other" she gasped, clenching her fists tightly.
"Well, quash the attempt! Hakir you are becoming weak, you should be able to gain control immediately!" Rakesh scolded.
"I am not a child anymore, there is no need to state the obvious" Hakir muttered furiously, straightening up once more.
Someone stirred in the corner. "Sort it out" said Rakesh. "Do you think you can handle it?"
Hakir scowled. "Give me the hypospray then" she said.
Rakesh passed it back to her and she wandered in the direction of the noise.
Hakir bent down and surveyed the human. His eyes fluttered open.
"Who the hell are you?" he asked blearily.
"The new crew member" said Hakir "Lie still while I top up your medication."
"Medication?" he asked confused. "Ah ain't on no meds"
"Hakir! Get on with it!" Rakesh barked.
"Night, Night Commander" said Hakir reaching to press the hypospray to his neck.
Trip grabbed her wrist, "Not so fast Miss Nightingale, I wanna know what's goin' on round here" he said.
"You're hurting me!" Hakir lied trying to free herself.
"Tell me!" Trip said looking angry. "Now!"
"You're sick commander! I was just administering the sedative so you could sleep through the worse parts of the disease" Hakir lied again.
"So you're treating sick people in engineerin' now are ya?" Trip asked sceptically.
Hakirs other hand shot out for the hypospray, Trips hand got there first.
"That won't do anything" Hakir told him, "It won't make a bit of difference."
Trip ignored her; she wrenched her wrist free and slapped the hypospray from his hand. Still drowsy from the original sedative Trip didn't move fast enough to take the hypospray again, she dived for it and pressed it to his neck.
"I HATE THESE BODIES!" Hakir screamed.
"Oh be quiet!" Rakesh snapped "Make yourself useful and get to work on the repairs!"
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Malcolm opened his eyes and stifled a yawn. He tried to sit up but found himself fastened to the biobed; however he wasn't fastened down very securely. He found that if he wriggled about he might be able to free one of his arms.
He settled himself down for a long and arduous task. He was surprised that he hadn't been fastened down tighter; in his head he began forming a plan.
The only problem was, was releasing the others from the alien possession.
*How was I released?* he thought shifting around uncomfortably. *Hannah got me on the floor-must remember to congratulate her on that-and pressed the hypospray to my neck, I fell unconscious and woke up here....*
"That's it!" he whispered "The sedative! Now to think of how to get it to everyone so there's no chance of repossession...."
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Siegat stared round, "How are the repairs coming?" he asked "Slowly, we should be on our way in less than an hour" Lakish stated. "I believe all the engineering crew are now contained, what shall we do about the others?"
"Order them all to a cargo bay, tell them it's a matter of security" Siegat suggested.
"Having the Captain as a host I believe it would be wise for you to give the order" said Lakish formally.
Siegat sighed, and hit the comm.
"Attention all crew members, please report to the Cargo bays and await instructions. This is urgent, get to the cargo bays as quickly as possible!"
Forite strained on the floor again.
"Lakish, shoot Forite's host, Forite go find another." Siegat ordered "You're taking far too long to subdue the host; speed is of the essence here."
Lakish nodded. "There is no weapon here" she stated.
"Look in the medical bag, see if there is a suitable medication" Siegat told her.
Lakish rummaged through the bag and came up with a hypospray. She pressed it to Forites neck and watched as the white flame shot out of Hoshi.
"Forite, once you have a host go help Rakesh and Hakir with the repairs." Siegat told it.
The white flame disappeared from the room.
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Hakir looked up as a white flame entered engineering.
"They're all sedated, you won't be able to take a host in here" she told it. "Try one of the cargo bays, then you can join the rest of us slaves in here and help with repairs."
"No!" Rakesh said sharply. "We can't let them know what's going on, not just yet. Hakir, keep that rampant mouth of yours shut before I force you to take a slug host!"
Hakir scowled and stalked off.
She sat down in the corner away from the others.
"I get no appreciation round here," she muttered. "They treat me like I'm flesh, it's sickening."
She stared at Rakesh who had resumed his repairs and then looked down at herself thoughtfully.
"Siegat has a male host" she whispered slowly "And I have a female host, maybe I work this to my advantage and finally get a bit of respect around here. I'll let Rakesh know who's in charge!"
She crept out of engineering unnoticed by Rakesh. She just had time to dodge inside another room when Lakish walked into engineering.
"Perfect" she breathed.
Quickly she made her way to the bridge.
Siegat turned round when the doors opened. Hakir leaned against the wall smiling seductively.
"Hakir, what are you doing?" Siegat asked.
Hakir came forward and looked up into his eyes.
"I've come to make you a proposition.."she began.
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Malcolm gave one final tug on his arm and it came out from beneath the restraints. From then on freeing the rest of him became easy; freeing the crew wouldn't be so easy.
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