Posted by Vashkilu (Infiltrator) in A Syndicate Shakedown

Posted by Elias “Eli” Trenor (Medic) in A Syndicate Shakedown

Posted by Vashkilu (Infiltrator) in A Syndicate Shakedown
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It turned out, Nathan didn’t need to find them a job. The Syndicate contacted Noril first. That same day, that Noril had cried in Vash’s arms, Noril received a message.

He was to find one Mevoullu, an Orion member of the Syndicate, who needed to be reminded what happened when one didn’t pay their dues. It wasn’t the sort of job Noril enjoyed, but her last known location was in the right direction to bring them closer to the Wolverine. So he was happy about that.

He entered the bridge, “Nathan, we’ve got a job. Syndicate. Somebody’s not paying their dues.” He sighed, he didn’t seem like himself, but he had to do what he needed to. “Last known location, Elowei.”

Elowei was a Federation colony, not a huge one, but not tiny, either, with an early 21st century feel. Because it was Federation, the Syndicate did not have a strong presence there. Which made it the perfect place for a target to hide out.

“Oneshe, man tactical. Eli, piloting.” He said. “Nathan, keep bridge command while I search our target. Vash…” He smiled at her, “Want to help me?”

~ N, Captain

“Aye” was all Eli said as hie moved into the pilot seat.

“You got it, boss,” Oneshe replied, taking his position.

“Eli, lay in a course for Elowei, warp 4,” Nathan sighed. He liked these missions as little as Noril did. “Oneshe, stay alert but keep weapons cold for now. Last thing we want is a jumpy Starfleet tactical officer noticing us near the colony.”

Nathan Murray
First Mate

Vash was sitting near what was a basic science station. Mostly they used it fir sensor readings. None of them were really ‘into’ science. “Whatcha need, Cap?” She grinned. Vash didn’t like these jobs, but it didn’t bother her as much as it did everyone else. She grew up in the Syndicate and this was just the way it was. She didn’t learn better until she came to the Albatross.

Vashkilu, Infiltrator

Oneshe was already itching to go. Silently hoping that their target might put up a bit of a fight, so he could prove his value and strength. But he knew better than to try and provoke someone unless you stand a fighting chance. So he saw the wisdom in stay low profile for now.

| Uukemel, The Muscle|

Eli’s fingers danced across the console as he laid in the course, these missions were always a bit risky being in federation space changed the game a little. He hoped their target would see reason and they would be on their way, but it was unlikely. “Course laid in, engine is purring like a ragdour ” he noted

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

“Well then, engage, as they say,” Noril said. “I’m tracking our target’s movements, searching for fake IDs, anything else that’ll help us nail her down.” He told Vash.

~ N, Captain

“Aye” he voice a little somber, Eli hated times where he had to strong arm woman, it was not pleasant for him.

Vash nodded. What she began searching for media and police reports of suddenly rowdy behavior. Fist fights, arguments, men leaving work, or normal routines suddenly. “You should hack their medical database. Men with cases of sudden violence, short term amnesia without head injury, women with sudden onset extreme migraines. Oh, and see if anyone has requested phermone ssuppressants.” Orion women who could control their pheromones were rare and highly respected. They wouldn’t be running from Syndicate dues. Theirs were paid for them. They were treated as royalty. The only way to avoid incidents, was to suppress them if she was hiding

Vashkilu, Infiltrator

Eli looked over at his daughter, she could tell he was not going to enjoy the mission, once the ship popped into warp. “I’ll get us all set up with suppressants once we arrive with two spare does for each of us.” he noted

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

Feeling his attention, Vash looked over at him and smiled. She wasn’t thrilled about the assignment, but she was far too happy after the last 24 hours to let it bother her. Instead she just winked at Eli.

Come to think of it looking around the Bridge it was quiet and apparent that no one wanted the mission. “So what’s the over under that the mark comes quietly.” Eli asked trying to make the target less of a person.

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

“None. No one runs from the Syndicate unless they have something greater than death to fear by returning,” Vash said.

“Doesn’t stop them from trying sometimes especially if they have help from feds.” the last word spat out his mouth with distain and disgust.
“Those who run to hide among the Federation are usually cowards,” Oneshe sneered,

“Or survivors. The Syndicate is too powerful to oppose directly. Not everyone in their control are string fighters,” she commented.

“They regulate everything at those outposts, you can’t get away with nothing while you’re there. She probably doesn’t even have anything more than a multi-key on her.”

| Uukemel, The Muscle|

Vash agreed but for a different reason. To hide from the Syndicate she would have had to leave everything behind, especially electronic finger prints.

Vashkilu, Infiltrator

Eli looked at them, “someone want to watch the helm while i go get our cocktails ready.” he asked.

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

“Oh! I found something,” Vash sing-songed. It was a rough assignment, but she was incorrigible.

Then she spun around in her chair. “Oh! I wanna fly the ship!” Vash could pilot a shuttle quite well, but not an actual ship. It was sort of a running joke that they never let her. ‘There was never time to teach her.’ Of course there was, but the running gag amused her.

Vashkilu, Infiltrator

“Uh, no, sorry Vash,” Noril said. “She has something worse than death to fear alright…” He said. “Her crime against the Syndicate is one of betrayal.”

~ N, Captain