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CWO Vincent Jones, Old Wounds, New Friends
in 2013
Posted · Edited by Joseph Dubeau
((Rear Compartment, Runabout 'Rick Husband'))
::To be there, yet almost completely invisible, was something that Vincent
often tried accomplishing. Sometimes, usually on account of stillness, or
rank, perhaps, it would work. Other times, his size simply got the best of
the situation, and people would 'see' him in the plain sight where he stood.
Now, however, was one of the former moments, and for a time, as the runabout
filled with officers, he seemed nearly invisible to them all.::
::It wasn't something he minded either; being able to stand in the back of
the rear compartment and simply watch the tired officers as they moved into
the ship and sat was not only something that killed time for him, but it
kept his mind busy as well. One by one he counted off the senior staff;
there was the Chief of Security, the Chief Engineer, extra security
officers, and the Ferengi diplomat that couldn't really fire a phaser.
Beside him was a small dragon, with its tongue sticking slightly out. Then
came the others, in collars of all colors, all seemingly preoccupied with
things around them.::
::That left him to a bubble of relative silence where he could still hear
the soft clicking as he adjusted the rifle tucked up against him and the
side arms in the holsters on either side of his body. For him, peace always
came first. Kali had instilled the sanctity of life on all she'd led when
she was in the Corps, but Vince knew that such outlooks didn't always mean
the firepower wouldn't be needed. He'd be there to back Kali up in anything
she did, but in the end, he'd never be caught like he had been on Lavon.::
((Flashback, Lavon Palace, Stardate 238606.26))
::Following the fireteam leader, a small statured Asian woman who held an
aire of command and confidence about her without ever saying a word, Vince
let his eyes fall on the form of the First Officers up ahead. A million
thoughts raced through the mind of the young, and fairly fresh, Marine, the
least of which was not the seething annoyance at the man's recent comments
about those in the green collars. It was no secret that Andrus Jaxx hated
the Marines with a fiery passion, but it was kind of a surprise that Kali
took the comments and said nothing more.::
::It was one thing that he planned on taking up with her when they returned
to the Resolution. Her, and the Marine CO, a man who could at least stand up
for the job they were doing.::
::Still, even though he'd just met her a day ago, Vincent found himself
worried that he was doing the wrong thing. The path this woman had chosen
was a strange one, but something about it, and her, seemed to just be right.
It was like his anger and seething hit a wall that absorbed it and stole it
from him. The emotions never had a chance to boil over because of it.::
::Suddenly, the group stopped. He had to catch himself quickly before he ran
right into the woman he had to look down to look at.::
Jaxx: He is here. ::nodding toward the Main Chamber:: extreme caution,
Lieutenant ::pausing for a moment:: set phasers to kill.
Nicholotti: He, who sir? ::Kali was lost on this point. She looked around
the narrow hall, but saw nothing unusual.::
Jaxx: I am not sure exactly what, but we are being watched.
::Without hesitation, the woman turned and orders were issued. Vincent
raised his eyebrow towards the First Officer, but something in the way he
stood, and in the tone of his voice, told the tale of honesty and the deadly
truth none of them realized. Turning around slowly and training his weapon
as he went, he was far too late to do anything about the door that suddenly
slammed down between them and both Kali and Jaxx.::
Jones: Dammit!
::Having run to the metallic slab that kept him and one other Marine
separated from the officers, he slammed his fist on it and watched through a
small window as a massive Hirogen hunter faded into existence just in front
of Kali and Jaxx. A frantic look came over him, though no one would see it
to share the moment. Unable to move the slab with his bulk alone, the Marine
searched quickly for anything that would allow him to pry the door open.::
::The event lasted moments, and the door eventually opened on its own, but
by the time the team came back together, it was already too late. Glancing
forward as he ran into the room, Vincent looked on as the First Officer
picked up the fireteam leader and moved towards the closest exit, where the
transporters would be able to find her. Glancing sideways, he noted another
casualty, a teammate, but the trail of crimson that fell, leaving a path
where Jaxx had been to where he was, drew Vincent's attention as a icy chill
ran down his spine.::
((End Flashback))
::Subconsciously, Vince had looked towards the [...]pit, to where that woman
was now. Vowing to keep her in that state, alive and well, even if it were
for the arms of another, he found himself gripping the rifle just a bit
tighter as a few more people entered the craft.::
::Back to watching, rather than re-living painful memories of the past, he
noticed the medical officer from earlier join the rest of them in the
somewhat packed rear compartment. He didn't know the man, having just met
him, but something seemed to be written on his face and it didn't look
entirely like sun and roses. And whatever it was drew Vincent to him as he
started to move forward.::
Jones: The rough day's just beginning, unfortunately.
Skyfire: Yep...I know. May I join you?
::With a subtle nod of his head, he offered the new medical officer a place
next to him on the wall, as far removed as was possible from the crowd.::
Jones: They call me Jonesy, you can too. I'm not an officer, just an ear, if
you needed it.
Skyfire: I'll keep it in mind in the event I need it...tell me, who is the
counselor on our posting? I am afraid I wasn't given much chance to read up
on the assignment before it was handed to me...but I should schedule an
appointment when we get back.
::An ear, and a shield, and perhaps the interference that ran between
darkness and light, somewhere in places no one actually knew, keeping others
from knowing the truth. For the briefest moment, he missed his place on
Starbase 118, the chair he leaned back in, and the console where his boots
were often found. But they would be home soon enough. They would be home and
perhaps things would get back to normal.::
::As soon as he thought it, he scratched the idea. No, normal was far too
chaotic. He really could do with at least a week without someone trying to
blow up the station, eat his soul, kill his captain, or steal anyone from
his home. After all, those things made it a far less desirable place to
live.::
::But as long as Kali was there, and he served his fellow officers as he
could, then maybe chaos was survivable.::
TAG/TBC
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CWO 1st Class Vincent 'Jonesy' Jones
Lead NCO, 292nd 'Eagle Eye' 118th Counter Intel Division
Starbase 118 / USS Victory
As simmed by Captain Kalianna Nicholotti