KathDMD - Jeff and Christiane do make a great pair! I do enjoy writing the amazing dialogue for the Keegan twins. As for the weapons, there's a lot more to the story than a simple rebuild by a technician. Now a sore topic...Dixie. I'm beside myself, because I feel no one is understanding what I am trying to convey with her. Maybe everyone is comparing her with Ginger. She's not. Dixie has a past that's going to be fleshed out over the course of this season. I just feel like this important story is getting lost in all this "Dixie hate".
Author's Notes - I do really hope everyone doesn't interpret my character development. I'm actually kinda hating writing this story because it's generating unintentional animosity.
Disclaimer - Voltron and all associated characters are the property of WEP. Space Marshall Lenora Hawkins and all associated characters are the property of KathDMD. Admiral Lysette Fabrere and all associated characters are the property of selena devargo.
Episode 108 : "Discovery"
"So," Ken said, staring back at Dixie, "how drunk are you this time?" Her surprised expression turned to a frown.
"Can it, Hunter!" she sneered. "Who's quarters is this?"
"It's mine," he replied. He walked over to a nearby chair and sat down, staring at his virtual chess board again. "Don't tell me you're still trying to piece it all together."
"No," she protested. "There's no way that could ever be you. To even contemplate that…."
"You'd have to be so flacking drunk," he finished. "You were." She gritted her teeth.
"So you took advantage?" she screamed. He stood back up and looked her in the eye.
"You're the one that attacked ME, Calla," Ken replied. "One minute I'm defending myself, and the next minute you're giving me the old reverse cowgirl!"
"You are so full of crap!" she shouted.
"Then why the flack are you here then, Dixie?" he shouted back.
"Because I had to know!" she screamed back. "I had to know who the flack did this to me!"
"Did what to you?" He shouted back.
"This!" she shouted in his face before grabbing his face and kissing him forcefully. He kissed her back, and without warning, the doors closed, and she pushed him down onto the bed.
"Here's where the original damage occurred," Rocky said, pointing to the upper portion of his vehicle, Jeff and Christiane standing there with Jenny, Cliff and Krik. "When the engineers patched things up, they repaired the outside, but didn't give much notice to the damage within the systems. Now I can't fault them for it, I didn't notice it either. Chip used to analyze this kinda stuff to death. Take a look at this though." He pulled up a scan of the interior of the ship.
"What's that?" Jeff asked. "I've never seen it before."
"Me neither," Rocky replied. "I only know that there's some kind of energy coming out of it."
"I am still fresh on my Systems courses," Jenny said. "The energy signatures, as I told you Commander, are the same energy signatures given off by our Voltcoms. Whether it was designed by Lieutenant Commander Stoker to work this way, we won't know until we are able to communicate with Galaxy Garrison again. But if it isn't, we may be tapping into something no one has seen or understood before."
"There are a lot of things Dr. Loring never mentioned to the Council," Jeff said. "Could this be one of those things?"
"One thing's for sure," Rocky said, "we're gonna have to find a way to patch it up before we have a complete loss. Chip was able to bring these ships back from the dead once, I'm not so sure he could do it again."
"Until repairs are completed," Jeff said, "I think we should set down on Delta Five. The Halassians and the Drules have shown to have no claim, so we're going to start planting operations here." They all began to walk away, except for Christiane. She seemed drawn to the ship. She walked up to it, looking closely at the hull, the scratches and scuffs from battle. She saw a unique gash and went to feel it with her hand. Upon touching the cold metal, she was jolted…to her, dozens of images flooded her consciousness, and it caused her to step back. She turned and walked quickly to catch up with Jeff and the others.
General Binak walked into Merla's office briskly, stopping short of her desk, and saluted.
"Your Excellency," he said, "we have received word that the Alliance's Exploratory vessel is setting down on the surface of Delta Five."
"Not welcome news, General," she replied. "Between the chaos released by Syn, and the disappearance of General Soltron of the Fourth Kingdom, I have to admit, I'm concerned."
"General Soltron is missing?" Binak asked.
"Yes, General," she replied. "My husband has not given me much in the way of details, but by the sound of his voice, and what little I could sense, I feel there is something he's not telling me."
"It wouldn't be the first time," Binak said.
"Bite your tongue!" she shouted, looking Binak dead in the eye.
"A thousand pardons, Your Excellency," he said. "I meant no disrespect."
"Of course you did!" she snapped back. "Are you forgetting who you're dealing with?"
"Yes, Your Excellency," he replied, bowing his head.
"It all has me on edge, General," she said with a sigh. "When I hear disturbing things from King Bhorn himself, you know issues are grave. Korronith seizing control over another kingdom in the Supremacy….and Lord Kanji turns a blind eye."
"He is a very powerful man," Binak replied.
"Powerful indeed," she said. "I remember the first time he made his presence known to the Council. To some, his attitude may have seemed nothing short of cocky, or overconfident. But I saw through it all. He hides a secret, General…and one that could very well tip the balance when it comes to the unity of the kingdoms. I just hope his plans of unification do not involve the conquering of our homeworlds."
"All of this makes our mission out here seem fruitless," Binak said.
"Don't give up so easily, General," she replied. "If we are unable to gain the Halassians as an ally, then perhaps there are yet ways to extract the resources we seek from the planet without either side realizing it."
"The remainder of our scout ships are still on the far side of the planet," he said. "Should we begin excavations there?"
"Yes," she replied, "but cautiously. I do not want to draw the attention of the Alliance ship. If the Halassians engage them again, we will speed up operations. But for now, tread lightly."
"Understood, Your Excellency," he said with a salute and a bow. He turned and left the room. She let out a sigh of exasperation.
"My husband may be a fool at times," she said to herself, "but that doesn't mean I want him killed…..yet."
"Voltron Force," Jeff shouted over the com, "the Defender is going to land on the planet's surface soon to make repairs and survey the area to possibly build a support and supply base. All units report to the launch area and launch to begin scouting the area for a suitable landing site!" The teams came running to the launch bay doors and stopped short in front of Jenny, Cliff and Krik.
"I take it you all heard the Commander?" Krik asked. They all nodded in agreement.
"We are going to scout the terrain in the northern hemisphere for a suitable place for the Defender to land. We also need to make sure the surrounding area is safe and strategic for building a supply base."
"It's important we give the area a thorough check," Jenny said. "We don't want any surprises." She looked around at the teams. "Wait a second, where are Cadet Hunter and Cadet Calla?"
"Don't tell me you're losing control of your team again, Cadet Owens," Krik replied with a frown. Jenny gritted her teeth in frustration.
"Rocky and Wolo," she ordered, "I want you two to follow Cliff's team closely, and guard them from the skies. If you see anything suspicious, report directly to Cliff until I join you."
"I take it you're going to stay behind and look for your teammates?" Cliff asked.
"Hopefully I don't strangle them," Jenny replied, running down the hall towards the main elevator.
A young Halassian man walked onto the bridge of the command ship and up to Captain Marth.
"Report!" Marth shouted.
"The Alliance ship is setting down on the planet, Sir," he replied.
"They have thwarted our every attempt to get them to leave this world," he said, clenching his fists in anger. "Contact the homeworld and request additional support. Tell them we wish to build a defense base on the far side of the planet."
"Yes, sir," the officer replied. He saluted and left the bridge.
"I grow tired of the games these 'Galaxy Alliance' explorers are playing," he said. "It's time to find the kinks in their armor and lay their forces to waste once and for all!