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Lack of Compliance Makes one go Nuts

Posted on Tue Oct 18th, 2016 @ 7:07pm by

Mission: Divided and Conquered
Location: NFO Headquarters :: Shuttlebay 4
Timeline: March 2393


Fourteen months.

She had been there for fourteen months, and in a little more time the prototype would be complete. M’Gann tucked a lock of hair behind her ear as she walked back to the science labs, quietly chastising herself for cutting it short as it fell back in front of her face. She was able to convince the Federation Order to give her a team of scientists and engineers to help built it, and in return she would continue to let them run tests on her. Their agreeing to the idea put her on edge; it was almost too enthusiastic, as if they were entertained by the idea of her trying to escape.

Initially she had been opposed to the idea of them poking and prodding her body, but a year ago they didn’t really make it a choice, so she was made to endure Arvix's so called "testing" and the interrogations by the Order. When the memory of them succeeding in breaking her popped into her mind, she ground her teeth. During one of the interrogations she couldn't take it anymore and slipped, mentioning the presence of another universe, which sparked the new array of testing and the sudden willingness to agree on something with her. She couldn't help slipping up; the blonde didn’t want to be there longer than she had to. She had an obligation to get back. The lack of compliance from her team, however, was eventually going to drive her nuts. But she was able to pull enough teeth and get something, so she used it to the best of her ability.

“Can I get a progress report?” she asked as she entered the shuttlebay, rolling her sleeve down. Nobody needed to see the tiny prick of dark blue where they had drawn her blood. Again.

A young man fell into step beside her, handing over a tablet. “We’re right on track. We should be ready to test the prototype in a few days.”

M’Gann couldn’t help but hide her disappointment as she looked over the tablet before giving it back. A few more days was what they said last week. “Make it sooner,” she replied. “I want to test this thing as soon as possible so I can get home.” The man nodded before breaking off to gather more reports.

“You know, M’Gann,” a suave voice from behind them began. Lauren stepped forward, with a sly grin on her face. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone with this much ambition. You definitely want to go back there for some reason.”

The blonde turned and gave a smile at the brunette. “I don’t want to spend the rest of my life being poked and prodded in the name of discovery,” she pointed out, closing the distance. She gave the other woman a peck on the lips. “Besides, I have friends and family back home who miss me.” She was aware that the Order was watching her every move, but at this point she didn't care.

She had met Lauren shortly after the blonde arrived. Appeared is a more accurate term; all she remembered was an explosion, and then a moment in someone’s quarters before waking up in sickbay. She knew she was in a set of quarters because she heard a scream before Miko shoved her backwards, hitting her head on the wall. The first thing she saw when she woke up was Lauren, which shocked her merely because of the fact that she could see. It was later explained to her that they had the technology to repair her sight, something that didn’t exist yet where she came from. Lauren was apparently the owner of the quarters, and checked to see if the mysterious woman was alright. They hit it off fairly well since then. About three weeks after her arrival (also when they finally caught up to her and detained her) they took Miko and began running tests on him, and despite their assurance that everything was alright M’Gann still had an uneasy feeling in her stomach. Sometimes she could feel Miko's pain through their bond, which kept her up at night.

Lauren frowned, taking hold of M’Gann’s hips and pulling her close. “Babe, you got me, here. What am I supposed to do without you??”

M’Gann sighed. “That’s something I want to talk to you about…” she opened her mouth to add more when a voice called her name. She turned her head in the direction of the voice before turning back to Lauren apologetically. “Hold that thought, I’ll be right back.” She planted a kiss on her girlfriend’s forehead before following the engineer who called her over. “What is it?” she asked.

“It’s going to take about a week to finish the prototype and attach it to a shuttle like you requested,” he stated, handing her a tablet to show the details.

M’Gann looked it over before giving another sigh. “This is what you said last time.”

“I know, and I apologize, but there were some… unforeseen complications.” The engineer looked a little nervous when he reported, and shifted his weight from one foot to the other.

The blonde carefully examined the man, her eyes narrowing in contemplation. She felt like something was up, but she couldn’t figure out why. Finally, she replied, “alright. I expect improvement by the end of the day. Something other than what you’ve been giving me for the past three weeks.” When the man nodded and left, the blonde ran a hand through her hair before going back to Lauren.

The brunette immediately noticed that something was off, and grasped her hand. “M’Gann, what is it?”

“Another delay,” she frowned. Giving Lauren a comforting smile, she added, “nothing to worry about. It’ll get done soon.”

Lauren returned the smile with one of her own before adding in a low tone, “I feel like they’re delaying progress. This should’ve been done and mounted weeks ago, according to the schedule. Maybe the Order is ordering them to so they can continue their studies.”

M’Gann sighed. “Yeah, maybe.”



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