04-10-2024, 07:23 PM
>> Docking Ring >>
In the hour or so they had been in their new quarters, Black had told the story to Papaver of what had happened after the Philadelphia had left DS9 on their joint mission along with the Artemis.
The young science officer nodded at the appropriate parts, and offered warming cups of tea in return as Maz finally let go of what had transpired, and why she along with the rest of the crew that hadn't already been transferred were effectively restricted to the station and the local planet until someone made the decision what to do with them.
She knew that Captain Braggins and Commander Jensen were both being held accountable for all their actions, and high level meetings were taking place somewhere. And she was fully expecting security to come for her next. There would be no second chances this time.
“Well.” Began Papaver after a brief pondering. “I think you did the right thing, frankly. We all do stuff we're not proud of. But I think you did what you thought was right at the time, and of any tribunal says otherwise. I'll still come and visit you.”
“You're not helping.” Said Maz with a smile now as she cradled her teacup. “But, thank you.”
“And you've certainly cheered up some. So,” Papaver turned and picked up a PADD from behind her. “I took the liberty of thinking up ways to cheer you up more. So I booked you a little pampering session with a makeover on the side down on the promenade.”
“”No!” Said Maz putting down her cup. “Absolutely not. No.”
Papaver grinned, “I knew you'd say that, but I figured could have just put a sedative in your tea and gone to work with a pack of magic markers myself.”
Maz cautiously eyed the tea. “You didn't? Did you?”
Papaver grinned. “I was tempted. But no.” She glanced at the clock. “Appointments in... Twenty minutes. I promise, you'll feel a lot better, and if you don't? I will dye my hair bright pink.”
Maz pondered for moment. “Well, I don't have much else to look forward to. I guess I should try to look my best when they come to take me away.”
“There you go. Positive thinking,”
>> Promenade >>
In the hour or so they had been in their new quarters, Black had told the story to Papaver of what had happened after the Philadelphia had left DS9 on their joint mission along with the Artemis.
The young science officer nodded at the appropriate parts, and offered warming cups of tea in return as Maz finally let go of what had transpired, and why she along with the rest of the crew that hadn't already been transferred were effectively restricted to the station and the local planet until someone made the decision what to do with them.
She knew that Captain Braggins and Commander Jensen were both being held accountable for all their actions, and high level meetings were taking place somewhere. And she was fully expecting security to come for her next. There would be no second chances this time.
“Well.” Began Papaver after a brief pondering. “I think you did the right thing, frankly. We all do stuff we're not proud of. But I think you did what you thought was right at the time, and of any tribunal says otherwise. I'll still come and visit you.”
“You're not helping.” Said Maz with a smile now as she cradled her teacup. “But, thank you.”
“And you've certainly cheered up some. So,” Papaver turned and picked up a PADD from behind her. “I took the liberty of thinking up ways to cheer you up more. So I booked you a little pampering session with a makeover on the side down on the promenade.”
“”No!” Said Maz putting down her cup. “Absolutely not. No.”
Papaver grinned, “I knew you'd say that, but I figured could have just put a sedative in your tea and gone to work with a pack of magic markers myself.”
Maz cautiously eyed the tea. “You didn't? Did you?”
Papaver grinned. “I was tempted. But no.” She glanced at the clock. “Appointments in... Twenty minutes. I promise, you'll feel a lot better, and if you don't? I will dye my hair bright pink.”
Maz pondered for moment. “Well, I don't have much else to look forward to. I guess I should try to look my best when they come to take me away.”
“There you go. Positive thinking,”
>> Promenade >>