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T’Praang: Bridge to Capt Heath.
Heath: Go ahead T’Praang
T’Praang: The admiral wishes to talk with you.
Heath: Tell her we’re having difficulties with the transfer and I’ll get back to her.
T’Praang: Very well.
Heath: Heath to engineering. How’s it going?
Paris: Paris here captain. The baby is installed, the bundle however is being difficult. The differences in technologies are too great to allow for smooth integration.
Heath: Will it work?
Paris: Not without tearing the ship apart.
Heath: Damn
Selet: Captain, may we… I be of assistance? We… I am... Was an engineer before the Borg took us… me.
Heath: I don’t think…
Paris: Wait… yes she can. Captain, bring her to engineering.
Heath: Are you sure about that Paris, given what we have in there?
Paris: You want to be stuck wearing these boots for six months captain?
Selet: Captain, while here you have our… my complete loyalty as our… my previous superior did. We… I would not reveal any of their secrets to you nor anything we… I learn here to them.
Heath: I’m going to regret this. Alright. If you’ll follow me.
Paris: Tru, grab Nyanta and bring her and one of our experiments with you to engineering.
Heath: What are you planning?
Paris: I’ll explain when you’re all here.
Nezima: That is a Klingon cloaking device. Where did you get it?
Heath: We got it from a ship we destroyed, Nezima. Now out with it Paris.
Paris: The Romulan’s an ex-Borg captain. All ex-drones still have Borg nanites in their systems. Very adaptable nanites that can be coerced into making two different things work together.
Thyl: So now we’re mixing Borg technology into this? It just keeps getting better
Paris: Oh stop your whining Thyl.
Selet: I will assist if you tell us… me what you are doing.
Heath: We are attempting to integrate a 29th century time drive into our ship so we can win a bet.
Selet: That is... different. We… I will help…
Nezima: THIS CLOAK IS FROM THE V’STERGACH! THAT WAS MY BROTHER’S SHIP!
Heath: What?
Nezima: MY BROTHER WAS IN COMMAND OF THE V’STERGACH WHEN IT WAS LOST! YOU…YOU KILLED MY BROTHER?
Heath: Prophets above, I hate you T’Shoak.
Nezima: ANSWER ME! ARE YOU THE CAPTAIN THAT KILLED MY BROTHER?
Heath: Yes. Yes I am.
Nezima: Thank you.
Heath: Wait… what?
Nezima: Thank you for killing him.
Heath: Wha… You’re not angry?
Nezima: Far from it. I hated him. He always teased me because I didn’t want to get blood on my clothes or mess up my hair fighting. Last time daddy insisted that I train with him in fighting, I broke a nail. I think I cried for solid day about that. Funny, he never asked me to train again.
Heath: You don’t get on well with other Klingons do you?
Nezima: Smelly brutes. I’m only in the service because daddy insisted that it would look bad and “bring dishonor” on him if both his children didn’t join. If I had my choice, I’d go to Risa and never leave. So thank you captain. I am in forever in your debt for getting rid of him. I would have done it myself long ago, but I was no match for him. Although daddy might be mad once he finds out about this.
Heath: Prophets above….
Nezima: I can monitor the cloak for you. It’s the one thing I actually paid attention to in the service mainly because I wanted to hide from my brother.
Heath: Wonderful. Please do.
*chirp*
T’Praang: Captain…
Heath: Yes T’Praang?
T’Praang: The admiral is insisting to speak with you now.
Heath: Tell the Pah wraith she needs to calm her tits and get laid more than once every seven years. No offence T’Praang.
T’Praang: Captain, if I had a slip of Latium for every time something on the ship should have offended me, I could purchase the Ferengi homeworld. I will relay the feeling if not the exact wording of your message. Also R’shee reports that our guest also wants to talk to you.
Nezima: I thought Vulcans aren’t supposed to be sarcastic.
Heath: They’re not supposed to smile either, but T’Praang does both. Now which annoyance do I talk to first? The one I can phaser if I feel like. Keep me posted Paris.
Paris: Yes, captain
Paris: Now I just need a sample of your lovely nanite infested blood.
Naynta: Here. I took it during all that drama.
Paris: Thank you Naynta. Now we’ve set up our nanite matrix as the interface between the two systems. Inject the blood in to it, it will vaporize leaving just the nanites and… Yes! The Borg nanites are assimilating our nanites. They are beginning to establish connections between the two systems.
Thyl: I’m getting a connection. We’re establishing control of the time drive.
Paris: Oh, I am just that good. I… wait… that’s not right…
Thyl: I hate it when you say that Paris. What did you do?
Paris: I didn’t do anything. All the nanites in the matrix have been assimilated, but the reaction is still going.
Thyl: It spreading out of the drive controls into other systems. It’s in the bio-neural gel packs. It’s spreading through the ship.
Paris: How? Where are they finding these other nanites to assimilate?
Truzena: Paris…
Paris: Not now Tru.
Truzena: Those nanite infused exploding tribbles we made that got loose… Housekeeping cleaned up the mess they made. Did you clean up the left over nanite residue from them?
Paris: Well of course I…
Paris: …oops…
Truzena: YOU SHORT LEGGED SPOTTED IDIOT! THAT STUFF’S BEEN TRACKED ALL OVER THE SHIP BY NOW!
Paris: Most likely
Naynta: If she shaves my head over this I will make your life a living hell Paris.
Paris: Maybe the captain won’t notice
Truzena: A HORTA WOULD NOTICE THIS AND IT DOESN’T HAVE EYES!
Thyl: We can try to contain this. Frost, I need you to… WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU PEOPLE DOING?
Selet: It would appear that the human males of your staff have been enthralled by the Orion female.
Thyl: Oh peachy.
Selet: We… I like this ship.Is it always like this?
Thyl: Unfortunately.
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Do YOU even know what happens next??
