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After a night of partying on Vulcan, Lieutenant Meidra Sirin and Lieutenant Ikaia Wong must work out the mysteries of what happened during the night before consequences catch up to them.
After a night of partying on Vulcan, Lieutenant Meidra Sirin and Lieutenant Ikaia Wong must work out the mysteries of what happened during the night before consequences catch up to them.
==Personae Dramatis==
* Lt. Ikaia Wong
* Lt. Meidra Sirin
* Lt. Alieth
Supporting Cast
* Haadok
* T'Mihn
* T'Vel
* Sorth
==The Story==
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| <strong>Chapter 1</strong>
|-
| '''((Lil’ Naal’s Bed ‘n’ Breakfast - Somewhere on Vulcan))
'''
Ikaia was slow to wake up this morning. In fact, he very much didn’t want to wake up at all. He really would have rather slept for the rest of the day. But something was nagging in the back of his mind telling him to wake up. He couldn’t understand why his mind was nagging him like this. But the first thing he felt was the splitting headache as he blinked his eyes open. He promptly closed them again when he felt the light from the window irritate him. Ikaia groaned as he curled up into a little ball. But something felt off to him. He remembered wearing his casual attire last night when he was invited for a party night with Lieutenant Sirin to make up for essentially missing his own birthday due to the events of the previous mission. But this didn’t feel like his usual leather jacket and tee shirt that he wore. There was more fabric to this. With hesitation, he blinked his eyes again and saw that he was, in fact, NOT in his casual outfit but in Vulcan robes.
Now Ikaia was quite confused. He groggily started trying to glance around the room. This was NOT his quarters. This was clearly Vulcan architecture and design. But he didn’t exactly know where he was. This could have been a very convincing holodeck simulation. He couldn’t POSSIBLY be on Vulcan, right? What he did know was that he was laying in a bed right now and quite honestly, that’s where he wanted to stay. He grabbed some of the blankets and pulled them over his head with a groan.
Wong: Ugghhh…. Remind me to try to find a better cure for a hangover….
Somewhere off in the room was another voice.
Sirin: Remind me to not do chocolate liqueur shots with you without eating anything first.
Meidra opened her eyes warily, knowing she recognized the other voice, but not completely sure why she was hearing it. Wasn’t she on Resolution? No, um Excalibur? That sounded right, but she wasn’t there either because she was lying on a bed that was made of wood and covered with a blanket that was colored in multiple colors much like the universe had vomited on it. She sat up and wiped the sleep from her eyes.
Wong: Stars…. I hate to ask, but can you not yell that the next time? My head feels like it’s been hit by a shuttle. A whole shuttle.
Sirin: A shuttle full of shots.
Wong: Where…. Where are we… and what happened? Because I actually have no idea.
Sirin: Well::stands up:: I believe we are on Vulcan, and ::coughs:: apparently in a hotel room of some sort.
Ikaia was not getting up. He was still bundled up in that blanket as if it would protect him from the consequences of the night before. But as soon as he heard the word “Vulcan” he slowly pulled the blankets off his head.
Meidra stretched slowly, her memories a bit hazy. Celebrating Ikaia’s birthday the evening before had been just what she needed to avoid thinking about her current situation with Vedek Dwich. She remembered that she and Ikaia had been on a personal mission of some sort. Something concerning Alieth, and...Commander Teller? It was all coming to her in bits and pieces. The counselor looked around. Was Alieth here? Shaking her head to get the fogginess out, she glanced over at her friend.
Wong: V…. Vulcan? Why…. are we here?
Why, indeed? She yawned, smirking as a particular memory came back to her.
Sirin: How else were you supposed to become a Vulcan priest without getting ordained on Vulcan?
Ikaia sat up as best as he could. The room was absolutely spinning to him. Which brought about the next symptom - nausea. Ikaia swallowed thickly to keep the feeling down. He drew his knees up towards his chest as he rested his arms across them. He pressed the palm of his hand against his forehead with a groan.
Wong: I… what? Wait…. Why would I do that? When did I do that? Am I really a priest? ::Groaning:: Ohh…. my head….. Can we make the room stop spinning for a moment? I want off this ride….
Meidra paused, they were supposed to have been celebrating Ikaia’s birthday. Which was definitely not supposed to be on. Vulcan. Rubbing sleep from her eyes, she frowned as a bit more of the previous night’s conversation came back to her.
Sirin: You told T’Mihn that if a Vulcan priest couldn’t marry you and my krei, you’d become one yourself to perform the ceremony.
T’Mihn? Why did that name sound so familiar to him? But the rest of that sentence was just so distracting, that question was blown right out of the water!
Wong: Wait what?!
He looked over at Sirin with a bleary-eyed confused expression across his face. Did he really ask to marry his best friend?!
Meidra bit back a laugh. She didn’t remember everything from the night before, but she knew Ikaia wasn’t a priest. He was too innocent for that life. She grimaced, thinking of a certain Bajoran vedek living his best life without her in it.
Sirin: The matriarch invited you to come see her, and I did not think it was a good idea. I think. It’s all a bit hazy, but I remember something about avenging….something. You told her that you would be a better family to my cousin than her own and um, I think you might have challenged her to some sort of duel.
Wong: No… no way? I really did that?!
Meidra paused, seeming to remember something else.
Sirin: Then you decided to create your own religion.
Ikaia glanced down at his robes. Maybe he really IS a Vulcan priest now? What did this entail? Was he now going to have to call himself a PA and a priest? What would his captain think of this? What was going on?!
Wong: Am I dressed like a Vulcan priest? I mean it WOULD explain my robes! I----
He stopped to press a hand against his mouth. He swallowed again.
Wong: Ugh…… ::Muttering:: I feel awful….
Sirin: You look like a valit. ::sees his confusion:: It is a small Vulcan rodent that burrows in the desert. Fitting that you like to wear blankets as headgear.
She stood up, testing out her legs as she pondered his question about the priest vestments. In actuality, they were basic Vulcan robes one would wear to a formal dinner. They were years out of fashion, but Meidra didn’t think they’d bought them. She struggled to remember, but was almost positive they had stolen the robes from somewhere they should not have been.
Wong: ::Deadpan:: Hilarious. ::He pulls the rest of the blankets off of himself::
Sirin: I’m not sure of too much, but some things are slowly coming back to me. Last night, when you created the Path of the Nightbird cult, you wanted to be called Your Fluffiness. Then five minutes later, you said your name was Sparky.
Ikaia wondered if the reason why he wanted to be called “fluffy” was because of his hair? It couldn’t be because of his body. He keeps his muscular self in great shape! Well… minus last night’s partying and today’s horrible hangover.
Wong: I started a cult too? And actually called myself Sparky?! Please tell me I don’t have any followers!
Sirin: No idea. ::rubs her hand:: I think I did the Vulcan nerve pinch thingie again. ::looks at teeth marks on her wrist:: I think T’Mihn bit me.
Wong: How are you so good at remembering all this? All I remember is just…. Well… almost nothing.
His shoulder felt sore and he felt like he was sitting on something strange. Now that wasn’t a hangover symptom. None of them were. This was something else.
oO One problem at a time, Ikaia. Oo
He tugged at the neck of his robe and pulled it back revealing a nasty bruise. That would explain why his shoulder felt like a mess. He hissed and winced as soon as his fingers brushed against it.
Sirin: El Aurians have almost total recall. It may blur a bit when intoxicated, but we remember all the things that are, as well as most of the things that should be. ::pauses, remembering Dwich:: Even when we don’t want to.
Wong: This…. This looks like nerve pinch damage. But it’s in the wrong spot. This wouldn’t have knocked me out.
Sirin: Perhaps the bottle of Romulan Ale you drank had something to do with it. Shots are one thing, but you tried drinking a Vulcan guard under the table. It did not end well for either of you.
Ikaia tilted his head with curiosity (and regretted it when his dizziness acted up). He certainly didn’t remember drinking anyone under the table. And wasn’t Romulan Ale illegal?
oO If it isn’t around here, it SHOULD be. Oo
Wong: It’s not ending well for me now. Ugh…. ::He pauses to massage his temples:: ….Hey. Was I nerve pinched last night? It seems like someone didn’t like me being a priest. Was it…. T'Mihn who did this?
Sirin: She tried. But she was hanging from your back at the time and didn’t get a good grip. You should have never turned your back on her. She’s ancient, but vicious. The strange thing is, it looks as though there was more than one attempt. T’Mihn only tried once.
Ikaia looked at his shoulder again. He was going to need to run a dermal-regenerator over that. Right now, it was just really sore. He let go of his collar and pushed the fabric of his robe to cover it over for now.
Wong: Wow…. okay. That’s uh… one feisty woman. I think I’m going to have to make amends with her. Clearly, I’ve upset her and well, I don’t think I can let that stand in good faith.
Sirin: That…..would be unwise and not good. I highly advise against such an action.
Wong: I don’t see what can go wrong. I’ll just apologize to her and try to fix things.
Sirin: There are some things that cannot be fixed, Ikaia. Trust when I tell you, this is one of them.
Ikaia tried to swing his feet over the side of the bed. Now time to check out the weird thing he had been sitting on. He still felt incredibly dizzy. No doubt that he had some vertigo playing into this. He’d need his vertazine to fix at least most of this. It should be in his personal effects should he have held onto them throughout the night.  He grabbed onto the night stand for balance as got up. He looked at the bed for a moment and saw…. nothing.  So whatever he was sitting on was on him and not the bed. He slowly reached behind him to see what he could feel.
It felt like he had a large bandage on his backside. Or at least he thought he did. There was only so much he could feel through his clothes. But there was only one real way to check it. Ikaia did NOT like this idea one bit. A shocked expression started to cross his face.
Sirin: Starting to remember?.
Wong: Uhhh…. Did I have a uh… medical procedure done last night?
Sirin: Well, you did say something about missing your nurse. Do you remember having anything done? I think we parted ways for a few hours after the...um...thing we did.
Wong: Oh. Nurse Harper. He’s a pretty good nurse. Was I talking about him? Uh... I just… I’m drawing a real blank on what I did. Aaand what thing did we do?
He was going to have to find a private spot to try to get a look at why he had some sort of bandage on him.
Sirin: I...remember we did quite a lot. But ::embarrassed:: the actual order of events are a bit...out of order?
Ikaia was going to say something further when he heard the sound of his PADD going off. That was a good hint that his personal effects were here even if his outfit was not. He took a glance around the room to try and track down the sound before he saw a satchel on a nearby shelf. He didn’t remember bringing a satchel. But it DID sound like his PADD was at least in it. He picked it up and sure enough, his stuff was in there including his PADD. He pulled it out and answered it. He saw a VERY familiar face pop up on the screen.
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Revision as of 18:36, 1 October 2021

Synopsis

After a night of partying on Vulcan, Lieutenant Meidra Sirin and Lieutenant Ikaia Wong must work out the mysteries of what happened during the night before consequences catch up to them.

Personae Dramatis

  • Lt. Ikaia Wong
  • Lt. Meidra Sirin
  • Lt. Alieth

Supporting Cast

  • Haadok
  • T'Mihn
  • T'Vel
  • Sorth

The Story