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Catt was a bit surprised he knew her name but then Caitan’s were not overly common. On ship postings, “What she was is a low ranking member sent to a possible location just in case the doctor was taking a break. She had no clue who Tel’Eck was because the Captain and her family were not the targets. But you won’t find the doctor. They found him which meant he is dead or a prisoner. I was distracting her so that she wouldn’t realise who the child she had was. She may not of thought I was worth taking, but she might of considered Tel’Eck a very tempting target. We got lucky.”, and Catt tapped her com badge, =^= Computer locate Doctor Trax Suder.=^=, the computer replied. =^= Doctor Trax Suder is not on the Ark Angel. =^=, and Catt sighed her ears flattening. “Ensign you can help your friend best by doing your duty right now. Reporting back to the Security Chief for instructions may be the best course.”, it all came out sounding very Vulcan to Catt’s own ears but then Caitans also followed a logical philosophy. They just didn’t follow the unemotional of Vulcans. It was a grim mood indeed when Catt turned to Caitan ways and her tail was betraying her inner anger.

Ensign Catt Bennet. Sciences.

Vronclon laughed a bit. “Don’t like surprised. You said your name and tons of other things to that Orion lady. I’m Vronclon s’Viaen by the way. And I’d like to point out some things to you young lady. 1. I’m actually 100 years old. I’m no novice. 2. I was a Major in the Tal Shair before crossing over to Starfleet. So don’t let the Ensign rank fool you into thinking I’m a rookie. 3. Which should have been the first one. I don’t take orders from Science! Let alone someone who knows nothing about Security in ther first place. Of course he was captured. They wouldn’t go through this to just kill him somewhere else. They would’ve just destroyed our ship and left. And that Orion lady was not low ranking. She was the leader of that group that was with her. She may be a low level officer in the gang or crime syndicate, but not a low ranking person. She had control and authority. So please leave the Security work ti the professionals kitten.”

He then ripped off a big piece of meat with his teeth and started chewing.

Ensign Vronclon s’Viaen Security

Catt smiled. “Mister Viaen. Your age doesn’t matter. Your previous service with a non-Federation Military while great experiance does not matter as far as who can give you orders. Nor does division. What matters is rank. When as is the case between officers of the same rank such as we are it’s time in grade. So the question is Mister Ensign Vronclon Viaen. How long you have been a ensign in the Star Fleet. And I have offered you advice not given you any orders. That said Mister Viaen your former membership in the Tal Shiar is not something you should be peoud of or brag about as the Tal Shiar are hated by everyone including other Romulans with good reason. Had the low ranking squad leader of that Orion force been aware you were Tal Shiar you would be dead. So kindly spare me your arrogance. As for my analysis of the Orions. I have far more experiance of the race than anyone on this ship. I will suggest to your superior officer that you need a proper introduction to the rank system and use of decorum required when addressing fellow officers. ” all of which she said softly in her usual quiet manner. She hadn’t ever forgotten that she had been attacked by a security guard for no reason on a away mission. So while she looked relaxed she was just far enough away to avoid a possible lunge and had manuvered Tel’Eck so that the girl was not at risk if there was a attack. Her feet had fallen into a position suitable for defence.

Ensign Catt Bennet. Sciences.

Vronclon finished chewing and smiled while pointing the Turkey leg at her. “I like you. I do not brag about being a former member of the Tal Shair to everyone. I told you because we’re on the same side. Besides my Department head already had me in remedial training since day one. I made him quite upset to say the least. But you are correct. I think I’ve been an Ensign for two years now or something like that. Believe it or not, I think it’s my mouth that gets me in trouble. ” He said smiling and winked st her.

Ensign Vronclon s’Viaen Security

Tel’eck finally recovered from her bought of likely small shock to stand on her own two feet. Dusting herself off even though it wasnt needed, she smoothed down her pant’s legs in a parody of likely how many Starfleet officers adjusted their uniforms to keep her calm. “..I’m ok miss Catt, just a bit scared, but....like…not that scared mind you! I mean she and her bad guys took Trax! My Mom’s going to go make them pay now right?” She said. Trying to put on a bluster of confidence of not being TOO scared more then she had been.

Tel’eck Andone