Someone's been bad - next bit

Posted on Fri Sep 16th, 2022 @ 10:21am by Captain Rhenora Kaylen & Commander Dean House & Lieutenant Commander Bonnie "Bon-Bon" Durnell & Remal Kajun

Mission: New Harrington
Location: New Harrington

Rhenora’s communicator chirped, meaning the communications were no longer being jammed, “Lieutenant Durnell to Captain.”

Rhenora raised an eyebrow as the young computer tech called her directly. Not unheard of but unusual. "Go ahead Bonnie" she replied.

“Captain, I’ve managed to unravel the virus enough to uncover who created it and who conscripted it. At first I couldn’t believe it. Captain, Governor Lil’High, the same man who called us to this planet, conscripted the virus through some Vulcan named, uh, … V’Lest’Ani. Do you believe it?”

Dean tilted his head, “Is that the Vulcan that was taken into custody along with the Betazoid I had grabbed or supposed to have been by Ensign Rammakin?” Crap crap crap. Bonnie? She was gonna have a fit if she knew the fight he got into, not the fight aspect, more on the being hurt that much part.

The Captains glare ramped up a notch and caught Lil'High in her sights. She dared not speak for fear of saying something that would unravel the delicate balance that had been achieved.

“Oh, well, um, I, uh, I am just about done reprogramming the virus. I haven’t given it a target or directive yet. Do you, um, do you have something in mind?” Bonnie asked nervously.

"Can you get the AI to target itself, or is that something that doesn't work in situations such as this?" The Captain enquired, not overly ofey with the workings of complex AI systems.

There was the tilt of Dean’s head, curious about why she’d want the AI to target itself. Wouldn’t they want to keep it so it could be studied and reverse engineered.

Bonnie couldn't help but scratch her head as the idea violated some sort of ethics within her. "I, I'm, I think it would be too smart to target itself. Someone mentioned a Romulan ship with Ferengi on board. We could use the virus to wreak havoc on their systems. Or I could keep it, I mean as long as it is fed and kept happy it should remain benign." She offered.

"You sound as though you want to keep it as a pet" Rhenora was somewhat bemused, although ethics told her she couldn't inflict it on the Ferengi no matter what they'd done. The Sunfire had barely survived it when it was on the loose. "Are you confident you can keep it contained and isolated?"

“She might want to keep that, which I think is a good idea.” Dean gave a smirk, and quickly stopped doing it. That hurt a little. “I want to keep the D’Deridex. You know how hard one of those are to get a hold of. I promise to keep it fed and happy also.” So Bonnie hopefully heard as well.

Bonnie was not confident. She half expected the Captain to question her judgement like her papa always did. She was also confused and bemused by Dean's words. "I, um, where would, um but where would you store it and feed it, huh?"

Then she responded to the Captain. "As the virus goes, I think so. Right now it is taking a lot to keep it entertained, but it would give me, us, something to do and a new lifeform to care for. I mean until we have to give it up or something. Though I may not be able to do it all myself." She ended on an unsure note.

"Set yourself up a team and use what resources you need to. This virus could teach us a few things, so long as we can keep it in the box. Make sure it has no contact with the Sunfire's systems and do what you need to do to effect the transfer" The Captain continued, casting a look at Dean and knowing he was on board with it.

"Ma'am. Yes ma'am." Bonnie concluded the call. "Will there be anything else ma'am?" She finished obediently.

" Not at the moment Bonnie, get yourself, the team and the virus off that weather station and back on the Sunfire. We're in a final stages here on the planet and should be able to depart shortly." Her words were self assured in regards to what would happen next. The Daemon would arrive, the people would revolt, and they would leave the Governor to his fate.

"Yes ma'am. I will inform Commander Savar. Um, okay bye." She said as she awkwardly closed the channel.

Remal eyed his wife, "you're okay with her bringing that thing on board? Didn't you tell me the one piece you had expanded and blew up part of the bridge before exploding in space?" He was rubbing her decision a bit but found her choice of trust amusing.

"I trust Bonnie not to let it get out of the box" she replied with a wry smile "she'd rather shoot it out an airlock than let it get out again. Plus it gives us some time to study it" she shrugged.

"Our funeral." He said in jest. "So, are we ready to go?"

"Careful, she might name it after you" she returned the jestful tone. "The Remal Ai"

He smiled. There was nothing more that needed said. Later they would see it had been named after her, Pita.

TBC