Post Number 10 Following Orders

Posted on Fri Oct 3rd, 2025 @ 1:14pm by Lieutenant Tara Herculoid PhD & Lieutenant Sabbath PhD
Edited on on Fri Oct 3rd, 2025 @ 1:40pm

Mission: Healing Touch-3
Location: USS Amandora
Timeline: Concurrent

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Sabbath studied the mission prep reports for a long time but still needed a game plan. Starfleets by the book rules were not going to be done on this mission that was for sure. Returning to Tara's office Sabbath stepped in.

" Do you have a moment?" Sabbath asked.

"Of course I do, what's on your mind" Tara asked as she signed a report.

" I came to discuss the perimeters of our landing party. Specifically the natives. What does the Commodore hope to discover by mingling with these people?" Sabbath asked.

"I don't know what her reasons are unless it's to observed a primitive culture much like I do when I'm home and go to the moon. I for one am looking forward to it. And remember she did say we're going to beam down as soon as we find a spot to beam down that won't draw attention to the people there," Tara said

" That intrigues me as well. I understand she is Starfleet but she also answers to her King and Queen. " Sabbath paused as he considered whom he was speaking to. " I am ready. I took the liberty of preparing our camouflage for our gear. I put as much equipment as a back pack will hold."

"The commodore only answers to her parents when she is on Klavor same as me when I'm on Amzock, We're both Starfleet Officers. Or are you referring to my plant's moon that I control?" Tara asked puzzled. "As for camouflage gear just what are you taking and a back back? It's a fair bet these people have never seen one. I think the commodore said a satchel that is big enough to conceal a tri-coder, phaser and our com-badges. Our orders are for the men to get beards grown, replicate proper attire and have we're also supposed to have a bow, arrows and a spear unless I missed something."

" And yet security is taking phasers. With respect on this mission I think it pertinent that you take the point as science specialist. I will go and be your assistant . I would not want to get myself in further trouble with the Commodore." Sabbath replied as he held back some inward emotions concerning their orders.

"Security will have their phasers concealed as well. If you want me on point for this that's fine with me. Just don't take a lot of equipment that we cannot explain to these people," Tara said

Sabbath turned and exited Tara's office upon that remark. It was not like him to lose his Vulcan demeanor but upon returning he had already had to apologize for leaving and now he was being instructed to follow protocols that were not Starfleet regulations for first contacts.

Tara watched Sabbath leave and frowned. She didn't understand what had just happened. Was he that upset by the guidelines the commodore had laid out? What better way to observed those people on the planet by mingling with them and living among them for a few days.

Sabbath entered the chief science officers office and prepared to enter a personal log. All the while an after image of the Awa village medicine woman ran in his mind. He was a boy and his father had returned a young native to the village after being injured. But the woman blamed his father for the boys injuries. Pointing to his ears and in their language calling him a green devil then pointing to Sabbath the same way. Sabbath had been exploring with the boy and hebhad fallen into a hole that had been dug for the chupacapdra. Sabbath had caused the boy to fall in the hole which was lined with spears and sharp objects to injure the beast. Only it was not the beast but rather a young native boy.

Sabbath composed himself in meditation and then prepared for the mission. He had to rush down for the facial make over as he was not prone to wear a beard. With an ear taper he was able to look like a native and was now ready for this mission he hoped would be a success but feared it would end in tragedy.

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