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Simon simply nodded and at hearing the voice again, there was a high chance he knew who it was. “I do have one question. Any family?” he asked looking directly at the figure. “If the client who I know was looking for the doctor, what would they think. I mean, if it was my brother, I’d be shocked that he had gone against something that he used to stand for with me. Now, tell me the voice I’m hearing is a trick, because five years can only change a voice, so much,” Simon said, more testing to see what the reaction of the figure would be, “you know that she plans to take his rights of choosing who he can love away? Something humanity left behind years ago,” he said, trying to appeal to the more “human” side, recognizing the British accent.

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The figure removed the armored mask at this point. “..Family? Depends what you define as family ‘dear brother’..” he said. “..Alot can change in a few years from a person, what they believe, why they do things. Suder’s Mother is paying quite a lot for our hefty services. Who he can love isnt being taken from him. She is just....adjusting things in her favor. Frankly I think the woman is a few bolts loose of a complete weld, but she pays well..” he said with a shrug as they were lead out into the hall with the security detail directing Starr down the hall to the left. “..I am sure we’ll talk more later....’dear brother’..” he said.

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“I’m sure we will,” Simon responded, following behind. “But I’d hate to have to see you in a penal colony, Tom,” he replied. “I mean, kidnapping a starfleet officer. And people on board the ark angel know where Trax is headed,” he said. “After all, I showed I knew who your employer was. So much for client anonymity,” he replied sarcastically.

Lieutenant Simon Starr, XO

”..It would surprise me if you hadn’t known about it. The way the woman rants and raves about her ‘dear little lost boy’ is frankly sad. Yet the fervor she inspires in what bases for her ‘followers’ if you would call them that is......well as I said it doesn’t matter to me, she pays well enough to make it worth the trouble.” His brother said.

They soon reached a door and the guard following Starr gave him a burly shove pushing him into a rectangular 10ft by 60ft room it was bare of anything beyond a fold down metal plate, a mold-able restraining bed, and a work table which at some point could hold tools or something else. Dismissing the guards Starr’s brother eyed him in turn. “..As for the Ark Angel as I said already we fully expect your Fleet Captain Andone to follow us, probably even with reinforcements. When they do they will find we are ready.....more then ready in fact to meet their heroic rescue charge. I do wonder though…” He said pausing to turn to the door, and oddly enough removed the type-2 phaser from his pocket tossing it across the room opposite where Starr was. “..what role you’ll play..” And without another word he left, the faint image of then oddly more so a transporter of silver-green like the Orions used taking him from the hallway to destinations unknown! The fact he had just given his brother back the type-2 seemingly still charged and ready was.....certainly at the least odd.

It was at this point the feeling of the Orion ship dropping from high warp was felt and a moment later docking clamps latching down on the ship was felt.

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