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We three

Posted on Mon Jul 25th, 2011 @ 11:17am by Chief Warrant Officer Akina Jrez & Civilian Haqtaj Matlh

Mission: Into The Scorpion's Nest. Season 2, Episode 5
Location: Undisclosed
Timeline: Now (or there abouts)

When shall we three meet again? In thunder, lightning or in rain?
When the hurly-burly's done, when the battle's lost or won.



WE THREE

A woman walked into the room. That is to say, a holographic representation of a woman walked into a holographic room. She was a tall woman of slender build; long legged and long armed. Her face was angular and verging on gaunt. Her lips were thin. Her eyes though were piercing. Many was the person who had been skewered by those eyes.

She walked without hurry as she was the first to 'arrive'. She settled herself on a chair and waited. She did not have to wait long. A Vulcan entered soon after and the third of their party followed almost in his footsteps.

"Up until now it has been just us three," the woman said. "We have held the line. We have kept the Federation together. Now, I think we need to draw in outside expertise. I propose that they not be briefed beyond what's commonly known. That is: nothing. Feeding them false truths would not be out of the question though." She paused for a moment to reflect. After all, it's worked with Section 31," she added with a slight chuckle.

"We've been monitoring DS7 for some time now," Jamieson said. "I suspect our fears are taking form. If there were signs of aberrant behaviour on the station before then they're certainly manifest now. Added to that, it's bad enough that Admiral DeVuor has gone rogue but we've got disturbing reports across the quadrant."

The Vulcan leaned back in his chair, though the fact that he was a hologram stopped the chair from sagging under his virtual weight, "Are we not being too hasty and excitable? We have lost contact with one operative, but that is not cause for a panic of recruitment. De Vour is a concern, and we should look to containing her. I do not see any reason to risk exposing ourself further on the station. Better to keep quiet and monitor things until we are more positive of our suspicions."

"I believe I have a solution for our troubles on the station," the woman known as Frost said as she leaned forward. She hadn't been with the group as long as the others, but that never seemed to stop her from speaking her mind, "According to my sources, Starfleet Intelligence - in a desperate attempt to flush us out - has sent Alex Winters to Deep Space Seven. While it is highly unlikely we will be able to recruit him in the traditional sense, he has proven to be useful to us in the past when given the right persuasion. His goals and methods are nearly identical to our own, which is not surprising considering he was one of ours before Starfleet got a hold of him. All we need do is push him in the right direction, sit back and watch the results."

"Winters...." Jamieson tapped her chin as she pondered. "I do know the name. I think you are confused though. The Agency has not used him; not directly anyway. He might well have been an operative from your...previous posting. Tell us about this Winters."

"My mistake. I apologize," Frost replied with an obvious hint of venom in her tone. She hated microanalysis when it came to words and it didn't take long for Jamieson had put herself into a position to be an annoyance. Frost cleared her throat and once more began to speak carefully, "Winters was at one time part of a special group of operatives created to do specialized infiltration for me. Technically, he was one of the more successful cases of the project. At least until his breakdown and subsequent defection to Starfleet Intelligence. I have kept a close eye on him over the past few years and despite no longer being under direct control, he still maintains a number of personality traits programmed into him from before he was even born. His martyr syndrome or desire to protect the Federation and those he cares about regardless of the personal cost to himself should be simple enough to use against him to do our bidding. If that doesn't work, I'm certain his curiosity will. A few simple pushes in the right directions and he'll do our work for us. Much like aforementioned Section 31 has done things in the past. We will still need to have eyes and ears aboard the station for our own benefit of information, but as far as a sword goes... well, why not wield something that is already there while watching from afar?"

"So..," Jamieson said, "we've lost a valuable agent in Tamzin Leigh. Are we agreed on this Winters as a prospective replacement He doesn't have to know he works for us? Or does anyone have an alternative?"

She took a lack of dissent for assent.

 

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