Sunday, September 07, 2008
Ro Laren's Secret Assignment (Part One)
Guest Poster: Ro Laren
"Ah, Ensign Ro." exclaims Captain Picard, "Please come in, I need to talk to you about a special assignment I have for you."
This sounds like trouble. There's an old adage about never volunteering for missions. On Bajor, we say if the Leader comes your way, it's time to hide.
No chance of doing that now. I enter the Captain's Ready Room. He has a cup of Earl Grey, all ready to drink. Deanna Troi is standing next to him.
"What is it, Captain?"
"We've had reports from Starfleet that Gul Vorak, the Cardassian Ambassador to Earth has been acting suspiciously recently." he starts, "On certain evenings, he drops out of sight and is nowhere to be found. I want you to track him and find out what he is up to."
Vorak has been my secret boyfriend for a few months. We have to masintain a discreet relationship as the two of us would be ostracised from our respective societies. Bajorans and Cardassians are supposed to despise each other.
Captain Picard is asking me to spy on my boyfriend, who in truth is sneaking out to meet me in quiet, out of the way places. How can I get out of this?
"Vorak has a good reputation, Captain." I tell him, "I'm sure there is a perfectly good explanation."
"I'm surprised, Ensign." Picard replies, "I thought that you, a Bajoran, would delight in exposing a Cardassian as a possible spy."
"Are you alright, Ro?" asks Deanna, "I sense that you are extremely distressed for some reason."
That Betazed empathy she has!
I'll have to do it, otherwise someone else will get the mission. I'd rather be cleaning out warp plasma conduits.
"Err...very well, Captain, I'll be happy to do it."
"Excellent." he answers, "He is currently on Earth now. You can pick up his trail there tonight."
That's ironic. I was going to meet him there anyway!
A few hours later, Vorak and I are holding hands in the Chez Silente restaurant, noted for it's discretion. The waiters are all Palas, a race of being who cannot speak.
I'm explaining the situation to Vorak.
"This is disasterous, sweetie." exclaims Vorak, "If we are found out it will be the end of our relationship as well as our careers."
"You're right." I reply, "We've got to try and solve this."
To be continued...