Episode 119. A Vulcan Face-Off
Context
- Stardate
- 231730.189
- Location
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- Earth Orbit
- Starfleet Starbase
- Temporal Division Section
- Adm. Quihoui's Office
- Timeline
- Prime Timeline
- Previously
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Brought back to the 26th century, VSS Schak'Irra triggered a series of unexpected events. The ship's logs reveal a return to the near future, and Starfleet Security immediately places the vessel and its crew under investigation. Commander Tarsi is arrested for temporal terrorism, while T'Met is summoned by Admiral Quihoui, an authoritarian Vulcan from the Temporal Division. In the starbase corridors, the survivors of Enterprise await their fate, questioned one by one until the hologram finally summons T'Met for her own hearing.
Characters
| Name | Affiliation / Branch | Title / Rank | Species | Original Timeline |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| T'Met | Starfleet / Temporal Division | Captain | Vulcan | Prime Timeline |
| Quihoui | Starfleet / Temporal Division | Admiral | Vulcan | Prime Timeline |
| Emilie Flores | NATO / Special Fleet | Ensign | Human | Schak'Irra Timeline |
| Robert Gomard | NATO / Army | Colonel | Human | Schak'Irra Timeline |
| In'kògnytôh | Starfleet / Starfleet Security | Agent | Ferengi | Prime Timeline |
Manifests
| USS Enterprise Destroyed in 1954 Last known manifest | VSS Schak'Irra | |
|---|---|---|
| Affiliation | NATO | Starfleet / Ni'Var |
| Location | 1954, near Earth | 2554, docked at the Starfleet Starbase |
| Captain | T'Met (Young) | |
| First Officer | Zaneth-Myra Lysana (Older Tarsi) | |
| Artificial Intelligence | Lingua (Initial Version) | |
| Pilot | Eric Corda | N/A |
| Communications | Emilie Flores | T'Killa |
| Operations | Charlene Savea | T'Less-Cop |
| Tactical | N/A | |
| Science | Manu | N/A |
| Engineering | Gornok (Unofficial) | N/A |
| Advanced Weaponry | Eros Vitos | N/A |
| Security | Robert Gomard (Unofficial) | N/A |
| Sickbay |
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N/A |
| Counselor/Consultant | Manu | N/A |
| Custodial Technician | Manu | N/A |
TL;DR
In Admiral Quihoui's icy office, the duel between Vulcans turns into a mental confrontation. Under the guise of a disciplinary interview, Quihoui violates T'Met's mind through a forced mind meld, probing her memories and revealing her past relationship with an influential human, a secret T'Met would have preferred to take to her grave. In a surge of willpower, the captain breaks the connection and violently repels the Admiral, triggering security's intervention. Coldly, Quihoui regains control, strips her of command and of the Lingua project, and relegates her to the temporal refugee integration service. Before leaving, T'Met realizes that the document she is ordered to sign would condemn Tarsi to judicial oblivion. She exits without a word, feigning exhaustion, but in her eyes already burns the determination not to let the Admiral win.
Story
After the members of Enterprise have been summoned one by one into the Admiral's office, the hologram informs Captain T'Met that her turn has arrived. Rising from her seat, T'Met adjusts her uniform and hair before crossing the door that separates her from her superior officer.
Upon entering, she discovers an austere room, almost empty except for a few exotic plants and an immense desk where the Admiral sits, focused on a holographic screen. The white walls are bare of decoration, reinforcing the room's rigid atmosphere. Admiral Quihoui, a Vulcan whose face is deeply marked by age, seems to be 150 or 160 years old, perhaps more. Without looking up, she remains absorbed in her screen.
Capt. T'Met
Greetings, Admiral Quihoui. Captain T'Met, reporting.
Adm. Quihoui Temporal Division
[...]
Capt. T'Met
Admiral?
After a brief moment, the Admiral switches off her screen and finally deigns to raise her eyes toward T'Met, her gaze piercing.
Adm. Quihoui Temporal Division
What is that outfit? Do you think you are among vagrants? Your attire is not regulation!
Capt. T'Met
It is a prisoner's uniform provided by the Russians of the 21st century, Admiral.
Adm. Quihoui Temporal Division
And that smell... Ugh. You smell of humans as much as those who appeared before me this morning. How long has it been since you took a shower, Captain?
Capt. T'Met
Since July 15, 1954. Exactly 8 hours and 25 minutes ago, Admiral.
Adm. Quihoui Temporal Division
Are you attempting humor, Captain? You have spent too much time around humans. At this rate, one would think you've become one.
Capt. T'Met
After such a long period in their company, it is possible I was slightly influenced by their behavior. But I assure you, Admiral, that I have never abandoned my Vulcan identity. I meditated every evening for more than 70 years.
Adm. Quihoui Temporal Division
Hmm... I doubt that, Captain. I perceive your nervousness.
Capt. T'Met
I...
The Admiral stands and rounds her desk to approach T'Met. She extends her hand and places three fingers on the captain's face.
Adm. Quihoui Temporal Division
Do not fight it...
Capt. T'Met
I...
Adm. Quihoui Temporal Division
Your mind to my mind, my mind to yours...
Capt. T'Met
Aaaaaaah! Nooooooo!
Adm. Quihoui Temporal Division
Do not resist... I see your greatest secrets, Captain T'Met... [...] You omitted to mention your intimate relations with those primates...
Capt. T'Met
Stop! Aaaaaaah.
Adm. Quihoui Temporal Division
A Russian... And not just anyone! A statesman... Hmm... Fascinating... The control of your neurochemical imbalances over such a long period of isolation is an achievement no Vulcan has accomplished until now...
Capt. T'Met
Stop! You... you... are overstepping your authority, Admiral!
The pressure exerted by Admiral Quihoui becomes unbearable for T'Met, as she struggles to resist the mind meld. Suddenly, in a surge of strength, T'Met flings her arms wide, takes a deep breath, and hurls the Admiral to the far side of the room. The impact is so powerful that it is felt out in the corridor, where the Enterprise crew and Agent In'kògnytôh are waiting. He immediately enters the office, phaser drawn.
Agent In'kògnytôh Starfleet Security
Not another move, Captain T'Met!
Adm. Quihoui Temporal Division
Thank you, Agent In'kògnytôh. I have the situation under control. Return to the corridor.
Agent In'kògnytôh Starfleet Security
Are you sure, Admiral?
Adm. Quihoui Temporal Division
Out, immediately! I said!
Agent In'kògnytôh Starfleet Security
Uh, yes... Aye, Admiral.
Agent In'kògnytôh leaves the room. Admiral Quihoui straightens up and settles back into her seat while T'Met, still shaken, returns to attention.
Adm. Quihoui Temporal Division
Let us resume!
Capt. T'Met
Yes, Admiral.
Adm. Quihoui Temporal Division
I am relieving you of command of VSS Schak'Irra. Your younger double, who has not been contaminated by Homo sapiens from a distant era, is more fit to hold that position.
Capt. T'Met
I...
Adm. Quihoui Temporal Division
SILENCE, CAPTAIN!!! You are fortunate I am not demoting you and sending you back to Ni'Var for reeducation! Do you have a question?
Capt. T'Met
Yes, Admiral. What am I supposed to do? What about my project with Lingua?
Adm. Quihoui Temporal Division
The Lingua project is also being reassigned to your double. As for your new duties, you may as well retire!
Capt. T'Met
Admiral, I am still capable of serving within Starfleet and the Temporal Division.
Adm. Quihoui Temporal Division
In view of your recent pitiful performance, I am not convinced. You brought us back a band of 21st-century vagrants, including two heads of state who are not even from our reality. Not to mention the chaos caused by your former first officer while trying to find you, at the risk of creating unmanageable paradoxes.
Capt. T'Met
Commander Tarsi acted according to what she believed was right, Admiral!
Adm. Quihoui Temporal Division
Commander Tarsi is an unruly Andorian who followed her primitive instincts without concern for the consequences!
Capt. T'Met
It is illogical to believe an Andorian could behave like a Vulcan, Admiral.
Adm. Quihoui Temporal Division
After all, you might still be useful to me. I am assigning you to the Temporal Refugee Cell and placing you in charge of integrating into our society the beings you brought back to our era.
Capt. T'Met
Thank you, Admiral. Is there anything else?
The Admiral hands T'Met a PADD and asks her to sign the displayed document. It is a confidentiality agreement stipulating that the events recounted by the 21st-century survivors have, officially, never happened, and that she must never reveal them to anyone under threat of severe prosecution.
T'Met takes a long moment to read the agreement carefully, realizing that this censorship would condemn Tarsi to being unable to defend herself at her trial. She senses that the Admiral takes a certain satisfaction in this situation, but T'Met decides to keep her composure and avoid showing her disagreement.
Adm. Quihoui Temporal Division
What is the matter? Do you refuse to sign?
Capt. T'Met
No, Admiral, but I have not slept in a week and I am having difficulty concentrating.
Adm. Quihoui Temporal Division
You are becoming senile, Captain! You will bring me this document when you have regained your senses. Go rest.
Capt. T'Met
Thank you, Admiral. Live long and prosper.
The Admiral does not deign to return T'Met's greeting, and T'Met leaves the office feigning exhaustion, rejoining the Enterprise team waiting impatiently in the corridor.
Col. Robert Gomard Army
So, Captain T'Met? How did your meeting go?
Ens. Emilie Flores Communications
We heard you scream. Are you all right?
Capt. T'Met
Everything is fine. Thank you for your concern. The Admiral and I had a... productive exchange.
Agent In'kògnytôh Starfleet Security
Step aside and let Captain T'Met breathe! Can't you see she needs air?!
Capt. T'Met
Agent In'kògnytôh, by order of Admiral Quihoui, I am taking charge of these people. Would you be so kind as to transport us directly to Earth, to the Vista Ridge district?
Agent In'kògnytôh Starfleet Security
Are you certain, Captain T'Met? You know, these oddballs are capable of anything.
Capt. T'Met
Are you questioning orders?
Agent In'kògnytôh Starfleet Security
Uh... no, Captain. I will transport you immediately.
Agent In'kògnytôh presses his combadge and transmits the order to transport nine life-forms. In an instant, they begin to dematerialize, their silhouettes fading in the beam of light.
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