Stardate: 74536.18

Time: 1237 hours

Location: Gamma Quadrant – A Tkon outpost

USS Heracles

Thý’ella sat with Vausees and the entire Senior Staff as they debated and fought over how they could use the Tkon device that Thý’ella had given to Vausees. They debated on if the device could be replicated, to which Thý’ella flat out told them “no”. She argued that if the device left her people and fell into a stronger power that they the device could be used for nefarious plan that could cause this quadrant to erupt into a war that could spill over into the other quadrants, or worse the Borg could end up with it and then come into knowledge of the existence of the source of the Omega Molecules and seek to acquire all of the Tkon knowledge.

Vausees could see the logic in that argument. She knew that if that happened nothing in the universe could stop them before the Borg had total assimilation, and destruction, of all sentient beings.

A sigh left her lips as she leaned forward and dropped her head. This discussion on how to proceed was draining her to the point of exhaustion, and they had come no closer to finding a solution to this “Brick wall”, as Thý’ella had put it so elegantly. Yes they had the device but with just the one, and not being able to replicate more, that meant only one person would be able to bypass the defences within the chamber. 

With a slow lift of her head she looked at the group before her, her eyes came to a rest on the bright green hues of Debrah. She could see the concern and the worry that lay hidden behind the mask that she had up.

“Ladies and Gentlemen I think we need to take a break from this and start fresh,” Vausees injected into the most recent debate.

Everyone went silent when she spoke and looked at her. There were mixed expressions on everyone’s faces, some with delight at the idea of a pause and others with anger at having to stop. But no one thought to say anything to the order that they had perceived coming from Vausees statement.

Thý’ella followed Vausees and Debrah when everyone left the conference room. She remained silent until the trio entered into the Captain’s Cabin. As soon as the door closed behind them she spoke.

“Vausees, I understand how important this is to your people, and how much you would like to guarantee the safety of your crew by making more,” she was silenced by Vausees when she turned to look into the shimmering eyes of Thý’ella.

“Thý’ella I value your insights into the Tkon, and respect your decision to not allow more creations of this device that you have given to me,” she said as she removed her arms from the sleeves of her uniform top and tossed it onto the back of a nearby chair.

Debrah walked out of the bathroom having slipped completely out of her uniform, knowing that the debate about the outpost would not continue until the next day. She looked at Thý’ella as she walked over to the cabin’s replicator. “Tell me Thý’ella do the Angelikós Zilotís debate non-stop about an issue?” She asked as she tapped the repeat last order on the device.

This caught Thý’ella off guard and she took a seat as she thought about the nature of the question that Debrah had asked. Thinking long and hard she shook her head “no”. “I can’t say that we do,” she confessed, “As a matter of fact this is new to me and as far as I am aware to my people as we don’t debate on things,” she stated as she leaned back against the soft material of the seat. In reality her people tended to boldly step forward, even at great risk to their life, to force a solution to happen.

The three of them spoke about solutions to their current problem even when they all agreed to not speak of it. It could not be helped as it was the most prevalent thought in their minds. Both Thý’ella and Debrah spoke of how to use the device to possibly bypass the away team as a whole only to eventually come to the same conclusion that only the wearer would be able to bypass the defences as the device would imprint itself on the wearer. 

Vausees stepped out of the bedroom a few hours later, having departed the living room to rest, hoping that Debrah would join her. She tucked herself behind Debrah who had a steaming cup of raktajino in one hand and a PADD in the other. Her hands slipped over Debrah’s taut stomach as she looked over her shoulder at the information on the PADD.

It seemed that the two women had spent the past few hours working out a solution to interior defences that the Tkon outpost had. She was impressed by the work that the two had done in the time that she had left them. Reaching out she tapped on a part of the information and swiftly input a solution that they had currently been on. 

“Try that,” she whispered as she kissed the side of Debrah’s cheek before slipping out from behind her to move over to the replicator. Debrah looked at what Vausees had done and smiled. She sent the work over to Thý’ella, who nodded.

“That could work,” she said as she ran the new input through a simulation on the PADD. The Computer came back with a 98.4% success rate, “That is the highest rating that we have had since we started this,” she stated as she set the PADD down and stood up to stretch out her tight back muscles.

Vausees looked over at the two of them, “You two need rest, that’s an order,” she said as she brought up her own mug of raktajino to her lips.

Thý’ella nodded as she started for the door and stopped when she heard a sound coming from Vausees. She looked at the woman and saw that she was pointing to her room. The look on her face was undeniable and Thý’ella nodded. Vausees then looked at Debrah and saw that her baby had fallen asleep on the couch. She walked over and pulled the blanket that was on the back of the couch down over her.

Walking back toward her bedroom she stopped and smiled as Thý’ella had passed out on top of the covers. She looked peaceful but she had a feeling that this woman had seen her share of rough conditions before meeting the Heracles. Moving over she tucked Thý’ella into the covers and before she could move a hand came down onto her arm.

“Thank you for this,” Thý’ella said before her hand slipped off of Vausees arm and she was back asleep.

“No, thank you,” Vausees whispered before she slipped into the bathroom and into the sonic shower to clean up before heading to the bridge.