Old Times

[bezantrul]

Bezan Trul stepped out of the airlock feeling a bit queasy, although he was anxious and nervous this was not the reason. One of his previous hosts was space sick.That was also the reason for him joining star fleet. Another host had been a captain of a star ship. And upon being joined with the symbiont and having all the previous hosts memories and feelings. He had seen all of the invigorating missions and the rush of run a starship. The good stuff always out weighed the bad.

Even though he was not yet ready for a command of a vessel he, Bezan had a nack for quantum mechanics ,so he decided to go for engineering. As he walked through the docking bay into the promenade he had feelings of great things to be achieved in the future. Although he never let those feelings show through his hard as nails tough guy image, plus feeling queasy his face look hard rather than miserable and ill. He decided now would be a good time to visit the doctors before reporting in.

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As he walked into the sick bay. The doc spotted him and smiled.

" Doc you've got to give me something for this space sickness" Bezan asked in more of a statement form than an actual request.

"sure" The doc said "here inject yourself with this hypo spray two times a day after meals"

Bezan injected himself with the first dose then looked at the doc with a look of appreciation. with a simple nod and one word "Doc" Bezan's way of saying thanks and goodbye, he turned and walked out of the sickbay. Looking back as if too check the Doc knew what he meant by the the one worder. He felt a dull bump on his shoulder, then heard pads hitting the floor.

"jeez, look I'm sor....." Bezan began as he knelt down and looked upon the a familiar face, well a familiar face to trul anyway.

[bezantrul]

After a Dinner and drink with an old friend, from what was literally one life time ago. Bezan went to his temporary quarters and relaxed a bit. slowly his eyes drifted downwards until they were fully closed and he was in the land of slumber.

He awoke in dreamland finding himself staring at Cades a previous host from 80 years ago. He was standing over a Tril female with Phaser . Bezan could feel the feelings once felt by the host Cades as he stood over the poor defenceless women. The sick and twisted pleasure Cades felt in this task he was going to perform made the vomit climb from the pit of Bezan’s stomach. He wanted to be sick.

Bezan felt tears fill his eyes as he stared into the face of the Young beautiful Tril girl, she looked barely eighteen.

“Don’t run away Girl” Cades began “You don’t flirt with Cades Trul and expect to get away with it”

“I thought we were just dancing…. It…it was… j…j..just a party.” The young female pleaded

“Come on Cades leave the girl alone.” Bezan tried in hopelessness then realized he was having a flashback to the life of Cades and knew it could do no good.

Cades moved closer and closer, the tears were now beginning to burn Bezans eyes as he knew what was going to happen next. The phaser went off just at the exact moment That a cry of Noooo Came from Bezans mouth, the words felt like the never came out but he could hear them. Cades smiled and ran away , Bezan approached the beautiful dead young tril. He dropped to his knees and wepped.

“ I’m sorry” He said to the lifeless body of the young girl. Then he heard footsteps.

“ I forgot about you” cades said then the phaser went off again.

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“NOO” Bezan leapt up from his bed covered in sweat and hyperventilating. “ What ? Just a dream just a dream.”

Bezan got up splashed his face with water and left for the starbust on the conqueror. When he arrived he sat on a bar stool and ordered an earth beer and sat and wallowed in self pity.

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Daniel Biers left his room to avoid pacing around as he waited for the call to board the USS Hepta. with his padd in his hand he began making his way to the starbust, hoping to keep himself busy until the call came.

entering the starbust he noticed a man sitting alone looking a bit down, feeling the urge to talk and help he made his way over to the cadet to start a conversation. "hi, my name is Daniel Biers" with a smile trying to ease any tension in the man.

<TAG Bezan Trul>

[pollyedwards]

As Polly walked into the Stardust, after a very heavy night at the nightclub she had visited with another cadet, she spotted two young men at a table. One was sitting down, his face buried in his hands, while the other was obviously trying to be helpful or at least cheerful.

She groaned as her head felt heavy, and she already could guess what her husband would be telling her. And he wouldn't be too kind about it either. Now though, she didn't want to think about it. "Coffee, black and strong," she ordered as she approached the bartender, "and please make it a very big cup?"

Polly had never been hung over before, nor had she actually consumed anything alcoholic before, but last night apparently she had consumed much more than she could take. After the bartender handed her the large cup of coffee, she somewhat unsteadily strolled over to the two cadets. "Mind if I join you two?" she asked, before sitting down heavily in one of the vacant seats.

She squinted at Trul. "Don't tell me you're hung over too," she murmured as she attempted to sip her coffee. She looked up at Biers. "You look somewhat familiar...have we met? I'm Polly Edwards...and I live here on Conqueror while my husband has all the fun on his starship. He feels the wife shouldn't be endangered during his training missions, reckons I'm safer here on Conqueror...whatcha think about that?"

She rested her head on one of her hands, while sipping her coffee, then made a face at its bitterness. "This is vile," she groaned, "what is this? Surely not coffee?"

(tag Trugl/Biers)

[bezantrul]

Bezan looked up at the woman and then at man sat next to him. Then at his beer.

“Hi I’m Bezan Trul, and no I’m not hung over …………yet” He replied then took a sip from his beer “Just a bad dream, couldn’t sleep.” He sighed. "you might have met one of my previous hosts"

Noticing that the two were also cadets he thought he would try and break the ice and get to know a few people.

“I’m waiting for the hepta to return for my training assignment , which ship are you two on”


Tag Biers/Edwards

ooc point taken

[pollyedwards]

ooc: Mr Trul you may want to note that Polly is only one...so she's a woman and not women please....

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Polly forced herself to smile. "I am not a cadet," she spoke, though her voice sounded really odd to her, "I am the captain's wife, and I tried to teach engineering on their last mission. It wasn't much of a success really...but then again I don't seem to be good at much besides cooking. I guess if asked I could become the ship's cook, but Thomas wants me to stay on Conqueror, and I can argue all I want but I'm not coming aboard unless he grants permission."

She eyed Trul's beer. "Are you sure you want to be on beer this early in the morning?" She looked sadly at her own coffee. "This is a sorry excuse for a coffee though." Then she looked up at Biers. "What's your fancy cadet? And what brought you two into Starfleet?"

A little bleary-eyed, she glanced at both cadets. "Oh right....Thomas Edwards is the captain of your training vessel, the Hepta. Fine ship, trust me...bit accident prone but a fine ship. Promise me you'll do her proud cadets!"

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Daniel looked at the women that had joined then, having the feeling they had meet before but could not place where.
"I'm Assigned to the Hepta as well" replying to the question, "it will not be long till they call us to board, i hear the ship is almost ready to go" with an excited look on his face.

Daniel began thinking about what the nightmare bezan might have had, and also what it might be like being a host. but he quickly thought about something else, as he was not going to start being a counselor before he knew them.

"so what are you being trained in, i am being trained as a counselor" then quickly adding "don't worry i wont start working on you". slightly saying the last in a rush as he was well aware of most peoples dislike of counselors.

[bezantrul]

Bezan considered what Danial had said and took another sip of his beer.

"yes the hepta should leave soon. Don't worry i don't need a councilor" Bezan said " Mrs Edwards you wouldn't happen to know when the Hepta is scheduled to depart would you?"

They sat there in silence while trying to beat her hangover and trying to revive her memory Polly Edwards thought for a bit then she finally found the answer she was looking for.

OOC: It's a bit short but guys the Hepta is leaving soon yeey

[pollyedwards]

Polly picked up her mug, cast the two cadets a look of sheer distaste, then gulped down the bitter coffee in one go, not minding that the fluid was very hot. "Now what was the question again? Oh yes...Hepta..."

She paused, paining her memory for the proper answer. "Should be a couple of hours," she said after a long silence, "and I believe the first officer will command this one. My husband is confined to sickbay after being seriously wounded on last mission. He'll be staying here with me on Conqueror. Now...don't be too hard on Commander Nikmud...I know she likes the occasional prank...but don't push it. Also engineers are very protective of their ships...."

She cast a concerned look on Biers. "But for the life of me, I can't see why you would want to be a counselor....always nagging patients with one worry or the other....but alas it's your career."

Polly lifted her empty mug up to them by way of toast. "May you have a safe mission cadets...and while you're away do Starfleet proud! You are Starfleets best and brightest....do them proud." Then she slumped forward, knocking over the empty cup, suddenly fast asleep.