Luther Sloan, Director of the secret unit Section 31 is sending two of his newest and most beautiful agents to infiltrate the USS Enterprise. Agents J and K will pose as Ensigns Jayne Jackson and Kay Kassandra, and will report on whether the ship is run properly and if Captain Picard is up to the job, otherwise he will be replaced by a Section 31 operative. The two agents are now on the Enterprise, and are causing a stir. Already, they have got into a fight with T'Pol and Ensign Britney, who were taken to the brig.
Guest Poster: Beverley Crusher
Deanna and I go down to the brig to find out what T'Pol and Ensign Britney were up to. From what I've heard, they got into a fight with our latest Ensigns, Kay Kassandra and Jayne Jackson.
Hardly the sort of welcome we want on the Enterprise. Maybe they wanted some of Britney's chewing gum? I wouldn't put it past her.
"It seems very unlike T'Pol and Britney." muses Deanna as we approach, "They may be headstrong and different, but they don't usually attack crewmembers."
We enter the brig area. T'Pol & Britney are busily eating fish and chips, when they see us and look relieved.
"At last!" Britney sighs, "Two people with more than one brain cell each! Hopefully we'll get some sense into them."
"Yes, Brit." T'Pol confirms, "The staff here just don't seem to hear anything we say."
"Well you have been residents in here often." I point out to them, "People don't listen a lot."
"Well they ought to!" T'Pol says in exasperatation, "Those two aren't right."
"Who?" Deanna asks, "You mean Ensigns Jackson and Kassandra?"
"Yeah." she replies, "Except I'm willing to bet that Seven of Nine is a better qualified Ensign than they are."
"Why do you say that?" I ask.
"They used some fighting techniques I'd never seen before." Britney comments, "We were never taught them in the Academy, and had us sent flying across the room. I heard Guinan say something about the Del Markos Technique."
Deanna and I exchange worried glances, the sort she would use if she thought the replicators could not produce any chocolate.
"That's not all, is it sistah." Britney continues, "When I approached them, I heard them whisper about a Sloan and the number 31. Does that mean anything?"
It certainly does!" I exclaim, and get the guard to release them.
"Give us ten minutes." T'Pol says, "Let us finish our fish and chips. It's rare that the brig serve them, and they do the best in the galaxy."
To be continued...