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Opening A Can of Snakes

Posted on Sat Jan 14th, 2017 @ 8:07am by Lieutenant JG Nuxac & Lieutenant Lixor Nabohn

Mission: R&R Coming Home
Location: Labohn's quarters
Timeline: TBD after the prison is secured


Lixor sat with his eyes closed in an overstuffed chair his quarters. He had so much work to catch up up after their little jaunt to the pen. He wasn't exactly wanting the reunion with his old cronies and yet he survived as did the rest of the crew. In his hand the blue man held a glass of Acamarian brandy on the rocks, cynthahol of course. It wasn't his typical beverage of choice but it did make him relax and put aside the nagging thoughts regarding the experiments that were not quite finished yet. There was a faint smile creeping across the blue man's face until the door chime ended his tranquility.

With a start his eyes sprung open and he sat the drink down on the end table as he stood to his feet, "come," Lixor said furrowing his brow wondering who might be calling.

Nuxac stepped in and watched the doors close before turning to Lixor, his usual smile in place.

"Hello Sir," he said. "I'm Ensign Nuxac with the Intelligence Section. I came here discuss a message address sent to 'Omarr King' from 'Mongoose'."

"Mongoose," Lixor replied without even raising an eyebrow, "there is a name I haven't heard in a while." Nodding towards the Ferengi the scientist motioned towards the seating in the main area of his quarters, "please have a seat, I take it you have figured out I'm the Omarr King?"

Nuxac walked over to the offered chair, noting the spartan decor and took it.

"Given it was addressed to you, sir, that's our working theory," he said. "So, tell me about Mongoose. Is he a serious threat, or is he, as the humans say, just a bunch of hot air?"

Lixor tilted his head slightly to the side, "not sure," he replied, "Mongoose was the gang name for Jonas Adcock." He straightened his head and continued, "he was a member of another gang, the Sons of Anubis." Taking in a deep breath, "Jonas was supposed to have been killed in a shuttle accident while he was trying to escape before taking him to the penal colony he was to serve his sentance on. Seems he's made a miraculous recovery."

"Apparently so," Nuxac said. "So why would he come after you?"

Lixor nodded towards the man, "this may take a bit, would you care for something Ensign before I answer that?"

"As long as you're paying, sir," Nuxac said, grinning. "Just so long as it doesn't have chocolate."

"I have a replicator right here in my quarters so you can request anything," Lixor replied then furrowed his brow slightly, "you like everything but chocholate?"

"It's not a matter of like, sir," he said. "I tried it once at the Academy and I spent the next twelve hours throwing up. Since then, we've signed a pact of mutual nonaggression."

He then pulled out a padd and tapped a few commands.

"Hmm, that sounds interesting," he said, then walked over to the replicator.

"Mixed drink named Irish Car Bomb," he said, and the drink materialized.

He picked up the drink and saluted the lieutenant with it.

"Here's to swimming with bow-legged women," he said and downed the drink in one gulp.

"Hmm, not bad," he said. "Now where were we? Oh yes, Mr. Adcock with his incredible resurrection and his desire to kill you."

The furrow between the brows of the half Bolian subsided and he nodded, " my dispute with Jonas goes back to when I was seven. I got the gilr he was after and he decided I, um had to go." Lixor turned and picked up the glass that he had abandoned earlier and continued, "from there things only got worse as I gained more responsibility in my gang and he in his." Lixor tilted his head slightly, "I can't say I didn't enjoy the competition seeing he was always seemed at least a step behind me."

Taking in a berath Lixor's eyes looked away from the Ensign and then back at him, "then after the Federation finally sowed up to clean house I convinced his superiors and the leaders of the ogher gangs to surrender rather than fight. He thougth he would get off with only a slap on the wrist at worst but the investigation into his past revealed things I wasn't even aware of, murder, rape, torture." He shook his head, "there was nothing I could do to prevent what happened to him after that and he blamed me for it."

"Okay, he's got the motive and capability, let's talk about tactics," Nuxac said. "Is warning his victims his usual method?"

"No," the blue man replied with a shake of his head, "I can recall only a few times he notified in advance, he's pretty sure of himself when he does and is doing it for effect."

"What about past associates?" Nuxac asked, his eyes narrowed speculatively. "Is there anyone he was close to, someone from his old gang, maybe a family member?"

"Sure," Lixor said with a nod, "most are either serving time or dead." He tilted his head slightly as he took a seat, "are you thinking someone other than Jonas might have sent it? It is a possibility."

"Getting back to his methods, did he have a preferred way of killing someone?" Nuxac asked. "Was he the sort that wanted look someone in the eye as he slipped a knife into them, or was he content with just blowing up a building they were in and causing a lot of collateral damage?"

Lixor smiled slightly and he nodded, "Ensign we were on a failed colony, energy weapons were hard to come by and he was way to lazy to make something go boom." he paused but a portion of a second and added, "his favoite weapon was what a knife he stole off of a police officer. He preferred to have others wear his victoms out for him and then come in and finish them off, a coward if you ask me."

"He would probably see it as being practical, of giving himself the highest chance of success," Nuxac said. "Most people are like that, they don't go into a situation trying to fail.

"What else interested him, what sort of hobbies does to have?" Nuxac asked. "If he wants to be truly invisible, he has to give up everything from his old life, and very few people are capable of that. Does anything come to mind?"

Lixor drew in a deep breath as he pondered the question posed by the young officer. He nodded towards him and raised in eyebrow, "sorry Ensign I can't say I knew him all that well. He was from an opposing gang and I wasn't all that interested in socializing without a purpose."

"Fair enough," Nuxac said. "That's all of my questions for now, is there anything else about him you can think of?"

"just this," Lixor said with a nod, "I would not rule out that this message was actually sent by someone else to warn me of his plans rather than him directly. Could you have operations take a look at the coding and see if there isn't anything under the surface that might give a clue?"

"Of course," Nuxac said as he stood up. "Thank you for your time, sir. If you think of anything else, stop by the office and let me or Lieutenant Phelps know."

Lixor nodded and stood, "thank you for informing me and I will contact you if I think of anything else."


Lieutenant JG Lixor Nabohn
Chief Science Officer
USS Gladiator


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