Sakorra Jefferson Reed Posted February 12, 2009 Share Posted February 12, 2009 ((Corridor))::Kyros made it part way back to his quarters .... well. Back in thedirection that he assumed his quarters were, as far as he could tell.Midway, he came across someone watching a news broadcast on one of thehallway panels. He stopped for a moment out of curiosity.::MARG: Askade Cha'par was murdered on the Federation Starbase 118, onstage in the middle of a performance after an explosion of the plasmaconduits that fed the pyrotechnics. Two Starfleet Officers were caughtbackstage, moments after they had activated the device that caused theexplosion.::The image changed, showing two starfleet officers. One he recognizedinstantly -- the knave who had assaulted his lady-love at the dinner. And... a skinny waif of a girl who seemed oddly familiar, in some way. Notconventionally beautiful, but there was a vulnerability to her that playedvery strongly to his chivalrous instincts.::Man: I can't believe it. They've captured my love... ::the somewhat portlyman shook his head::Gideon: Thou dost care for her?Man: No, no no no ... him. ::he gently stroked Ram's face on the panel.::Look how brave his is. And his singing voice -- he's an angel made flesh.::he sighed::Gideon: Ahhh....::He watched for a moment, trying to work out the details -- he had knownthe knave was up to something, but had not expected murder. Obviously histhimble-brained lover (for why else would such a one as she been along withhim?) had come with him and had not been party to the events in question...but shared equal measure in the blame.::Gideon: Hold a moment. The events in question didst take place this veryday? At the theatre?Man: Yes, it's not ... huh. ::he watched as Kyros ran off down the hall,back to the turbolifts; then turned his attention back to the panel:: Don'tworry, my sweet. Someone will save you .... somehow.... ::a single tear randown his left cheek::((Opera House))Gideon: I am telling thee. I hast information on the attack ...::Reed glanced sharply at Webb and then at the officer. ::Reed: Let him through, please.::Kyros took a deep breath, and stepped forward. He racked his mind fornames.::Gideon: M'lady Reed. M'lords Rocar. Webb. Brunsig.Reed: What do you know about the attack?Gideon: I know not of that which took place on stage after -- of that, onlythat which hast been displayed on the walls. Yet midway through the opera, Ileft mine seat early and found the lady Ventu under assault from fivemiscreants, who didst attempt her abduction. Their attempts thwarted, theydidst flee and I didst follow.Webb: responseReed: What else can you tell us about them? Species, distinguishing marks orspeech, any names mentioned?Gideon: Human, each, as I could see. Had I charcoal and parchment, I wouldsketch for thee what I remember, but I suspect the local ruffians. ::heclosed his eyes for a moment in remembrance:: Hold a moment. When I foundthem again, 'twas a sixth among them. Tall, dark and ::he touched hisforehead:: rigid.Anyone: responseGideon: I know not where I saw them last. The ways of this station are stillunknown to me, and -- in all honesty, the sun of Mydjya didst provide thegrounding to mine directional sense. It wast some time ago, so they are farbeyond mine tracking skills by now.Anyone: responseGideon: Then what is it we are to do?--Sir Kyros GideonKnight-Errant Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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