WIP Wednesday (Star Trek AU)
May. 2nd, 2019 09:24 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
northstarfanI'll add more to this before sticking it up on Tumblr/AO3, but since it's my blog, I'll do as I like so far as scraps go. XD
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The first part of Goodnight’s plan hinged on Emma Cullen being willing to transport him back from leave suspiciously early with an even more suspicious unexplained guest. A friend who knew him well enough to risk something stupid on his behalf was the best way he knew to get back on ship with Billy ASAP with minimal questions (on the front end, at least).
Billy was already in fight-or-flight before they were beamed up. The assessing gaze of the lieutenant commander as soon as they materialized on the transporter pad didn’t do a damn thing to put him at ease either; his eyes flicked to the doorway and corridor beyond almost at once.
“It’s all right,” Goodnight murmured, soft and easy, like he was back home, trying to calm a skittish horse. “You’re on the USS Bass Reeves. Shiny new Peacemaker class, less than a year out of dock.” He couldn’t help but let a little pride shine through on that point. “I promise you, Billy, there’s no safer place for you in all the quadrant right now.”
Billy hesitated, then nodded slowly. “All right. Sorry. I… if I was ever on a Federation vessel, I was too young to remember it.”
“Goodnight,” Emma cut in, “who is this?”
Something wild and dangerous flickered in Billy’s eyes at that tone of authority, and Goodnight saw that it cost him something to restrain himself.
“I’m William Yi,” he said, voice now calm nearly to the point of being lifeless. “My parents were Federation citizens. I’ve been illegally held by members of the Orion syndicate since I was a child and I…” He faltered. “I need your help. Please.”
The anger on Emma’s face could have leveled a mountain. Goodnight could only imagine he looked about ready to start spitting fire himself.
“I think our friend here is asking for asylum, sir,” Goodnight said. “At least until we can verify his story.” He was having to force calm into his own voice at this point; now that Billy or William or whatever he wanted to call himself was safely aboard ship, what Goodnight most wanted was to head back onto that station and see how tough those Orions felt when they were looking at the business end of a phaser.
But that wouldn’t help Billy right now, would it?
“I’ll inform the captain what we have an asylum request,” Emma said. “In the meantime, Mister Yi, you look like you could use a trip to sickbay. Goodnight, see that he’s comfortable. I imagine Captain Garret will want to speak to both of you.”
Goodnight breathed a relieved, “Aye, sir. Right away,” then flashed a victorious grin at Billy as he lead the way out into the corridor Billy had been considering as an escape route just a minute earlier. There had never been a doubt in his mind that Emma would be anything but sympathetic to Billy’s plight… but depending on how-by-the-book things had gone, Billy might have been stuck on that station for a while. And the quicker he was beyond the reach of the Orion Syndicate, the better.
Besides, the second part of his plan had been to get Billy to the safest haven in the known galaxy, anyway: the infirmary of Chief Medical Officer Red Harvest North.
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The first part of Goodnight’s plan hinged on Emma Cullen being willing to transport him back from leave suspiciously early with an even more suspicious unexplained guest. A friend who knew him well enough to risk something stupid on his behalf was the best way he knew to get back on ship with Billy ASAP with minimal questions (on the front end, at least).
Billy was already in fight-or-flight before they were beamed up. The assessing gaze of the lieutenant commander as soon as they materialized on the transporter pad didn’t do a damn thing to put him at ease either; his eyes flicked to the doorway and corridor beyond almost at once.
“It’s all right,” Goodnight murmured, soft and easy, like he was back home, trying to calm a skittish horse. “You’re on the USS Bass Reeves. Shiny new Peacemaker class, less than a year out of dock.” He couldn’t help but let a little pride shine through on that point. “I promise you, Billy, there’s no safer place for you in all the quadrant right now.”
Billy hesitated, then nodded slowly. “All right. Sorry. I… if I was ever on a Federation vessel, I was too young to remember it.”
“Goodnight,” Emma cut in, “who is this?”
Something wild and dangerous flickered in Billy’s eyes at that tone of authority, and Goodnight saw that it cost him something to restrain himself.
“I’m William Yi,” he said, voice now calm nearly to the point of being lifeless. “My parents were Federation citizens. I’ve been illegally held by members of the Orion syndicate since I was a child and I…” He faltered. “I need your help. Please.”
The anger on Emma’s face could have leveled a mountain. Goodnight could only imagine he looked about ready to start spitting fire himself.
“I think our friend here is asking for asylum, sir,” Goodnight said. “At least until we can verify his story.” He was having to force calm into his own voice at this point; now that Billy or William or whatever he wanted to call himself was safely aboard ship, what Goodnight most wanted was to head back onto that station and see how tough those Orions felt when they were looking at the business end of a phaser.
But that wouldn’t help Billy right now, would it?
“I’ll inform the captain what we have an asylum request,” Emma said. “In the meantime, Mister Yi, you look like you could use a trip to sickbay. Goodnight, see that he’s comfortable. I imagine Captain Garret will want to speak to both of you.”
Goodnight breathed a relieved, “Aye, sir. Right away,” then flashed a victorious grin at Billy as he lead the way out into the corridor Billy had been considering as an escape route just a minute earlier. There had never been a doubt in his mind that Emma would be anything but sympathetic to Billy’s plight… but depending on how-by-the-book things had gone, Billy might have been stuck on that station for a while. And the quicker he was beyond the reach of the Orion Syndicate, the better.
Besides, the second part of his plan had been to get Billy to the safest haven in the known galaxy, anyway: the infirmary of Chief Medical Officer Red Harvest North.
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Date: 2019-05-02 03:30 pm (UTC)Also, nice touch with naming the ship the Bass Reeves. Is Sam stationed here yet, or does that come later?
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Date: 2019-05-02 03:38 pm (UTC)Sam's currently the First Officer of the Reeves, under Captain Eddie Garret. I see him pulling a Riker down the line - "Sure, I could have moved on to my own captaincy by now, sir, but, you see... I want this ship." Though fortune is going to see to it that Sam doesn't have to wait a decade plus to get command of the Reeves. XD
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Date: 2019-05-02 07:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-05-04 06:24 am (UTC)