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Thread: The Klingon Kerfuffle  [ShadowOfDesire & ThomasRHellsing]

Commander Deanna Troi , counselor aboard the U.S.S. Enterprise , was an expert on excuses. She heard them all the time, from every source imaginable. Her job was to listen and advise, and because of her profession, she'd heard crewmen explain away their behaviors in every possible way during her tenure aboard the Enterprise . She'd also heard every excuse imaginable for rescheduling counseling sessions. The most prevalent was illness. Second was forgetfulness. Third usually involved the destruction of the officer's PADD schedule by a family pet or child. Knowing that some people needed to come to grips with counseling in their own time, she usually let the excuses be and simply rescheduled for another date. Those were the voluntary sessions. Scheduling for mandatory sessions was far more rigid. Some crew members were required to submit themselves for counseling, especially after traumatic events or behavioral issues. One appointment could be accidentally missed with simply a warning. Two was grounds for disciplinary action by their commanding officer. Three... most never made it to three missed appointments. Those officers warranted a personal visit by the counselor, and no one wanted a visit from an angry empath. But there were always exceptions... Computer, location of Lieutenant Commander Thomas Talonis, she called to the ceiling. Lieutenant Commander Talonis is currently located in Holodeck Two. The Holodeck?! Deanna's jaw clenched in frustration as she strode out of her office. While she normally kept tight rein on her emotions, she found that Lt. Commander Talonis was wearing on her last nerve. She knew he'd received his summons, all three of them, but he wasn't making excuses for his absences -- he was completely ignoring her. When he failed to keep his third appointment, her irritation got the better of her. After a brief lift ride, she strode to the holodeck door and jabbed in her security code. The doors swept open, and she stepped inside the simulation, dark eyes searching for her prey.
Thread: The Klingon Kerfuffle  [ShadowOfDesire & ThomasRHellsing]

Computer, belay that order. Quarantine all Talonis files and revoke holodeck access, authorization code Troi Beta Epsilon One Five Zero. Initiate program Troi Twenty-Seven. Thomas' program shifted from his arena to Deanna's palatial office. Rather than upon the ground, he lay on a couch that was long enough to fit his tall frame. The holographic mud caking him was gone. His jeans were sweaty from the exertion, but otherwise clean. The counselor sat in a nearby chair, one elegant leg crossed over the other, a disapproving frown pulling at her sensual lips. I suppose that fighting simulations can be therapeutic in certain circumstances, but not on my time, without my permission. You missed your appointment with me, Mr. Talonis. For the third time. You've wasted my time, yet again. That is a certain level of disrespect in that act that we shall be discussing in your first session. Your session starting right now.
Thread: The Klingon Kerfuffle  [ShadowOfDesire & ThomasRHellsing]

Thomas shrugged, Maybe because you're a quack, admittedly a good looking one but talking about feelings is for humans and other races too weak to learn how to burn a bridge and get over it. I'm part Klingon doc, out people killed and ate our gods when they displeased us. Did it suck watching some friends die in the war, yeah, it hurt, you know what I did with it? I shoved it down, deep inside, and the next time I saw a Jem'Hedar I imagined it was the one who'd killed my friend as I pulled the trigger on my disruptor rifle. Or the next time I needed to interrogate one for fun, I imagine it was the one whose eye socket I was driving the Pain Stick into. He looked at her, I get why the command worries, I've been beaten, tortured, starved, tortured, killed more sentient creatures then any other Starfleet Officer in the last century, if you discount fleet to fleet engagements. I've gone more blood on my hands then any other field commander. Any single one of those would be reason enough to let you and the other shrinks go at me. Blue eyes met brown, But Doc, I'm not any of those weak races. Boo hoo, they had families, and blah blah blah. I grew up on a planet where if someone came for what was yours their were two options, they'd end up in a carried by six, or you would. When you grow up in a whore house you see all sorts of things, and I've never regretted killing something. The Tank Bred Bastards even less, they had no friends, no family, no remorse. Killing them was just about the same as turning off a machine. He smirked a bit, So Doc, the reason I've been avoiding my therapy is because you are going to ask How did it feel to kill them, and my reply will be The same slight pull as when I shoot targets in practice with my Disruptor., and you'd do that frowny thing all the shrinks do. Think I was hiding some deep emotional trauma, and we'd waste the next twoish hours of our lives. I've got better things to do.
Thread: The Klingon Kerfuffle  [ShadowOfDesire & ThomasRHellsing]

An interesting theory, she said calmly after listening to his tirade. Though one that is completely inaccurate. Command doesn't care about your feelings. They care about whether you are a danger to yourself and the crew. You see, trauma visits us all, and your race is no exception. Each of us processes that trauma in a different way. Some cry, some repress, some of us... get into extremely overmatched battles with holographic foes with the safety protocols removed. I don't have to ask you how it felt. I can feel how you feel . I am not just any therapist, Mr. Talonis. I am part Betazoid, like yourself, though my talents lean toward empathy and telepathy. I can sense all of the emotions that you repress, the turmoil boiling within you that you refuse to acknowledge. Your words tell a story, but your emotions tell the truth. You may lie to yourself, but you cannot lie to me. She shifted, glancing to the padd on her lap. Your counseling sessions are mandatory for a reason. I am tasked with evaluating your readiness for duty, your temperament, your willingness to continue to follow orders. The fact that you've refused to keep your appointment three times tells me that you are wavering, walking a thin line between your battlefield experience and a standard tour of duty. If you are not well adjusted, if you are a danger to this ship, then you will be assigned elsewhere. You are considered a hero, Mr. Talonis, and no one wishes to see a hero treated poorly. However, if you have mental wounds that have not yet healed, you will not be allowed serve aboard this ship. Is this in any way unclear?
Thread: The Klingon Kerfuffle  [ShadowOfDesire & ThomasRHellsing]

The mutt shrugged, Do I really have a choice? Since apparently I don't, does it really matter what I want? Hell, you think someone would realize trying to force me to do something against my will would be more of a trigger then anything else. It's sort of funny how similar the federation is. Do what we want, or suffer, right, wrong, who gives a damn it's what we want that matters. He shook his head a bit. Sitting up he said, As for my fight, first of all it wasn't extremely over matched. I dunno if you were a prisoner during the war, but they'd often use prisoners to test new batches. You'd be sent to a room a Jem'Hedar, you won, you got a bit more food and drugs to numb the pain. You lost, well they'd mop you up. Rinse and repeat until they got bored. My record was 8 or 9 I think. I want to work with my security staff on how to fight a physically stronger foe without shooting them. It's a fine line between training and massacre. The barbed wire fence is from a memory, how I made money back home, you know how it goes, lock who arrogant brats in a ring, let them beat on each other until blood and mud run together, then get paid. Sixty percent of the bet went to the fighters. Blue eyes looked at her, So, Miss Troi, since you seem determined to bug me, ask your questions I suppose if I've had shrapnel dug out of wounds before your probing into my stuff.
Thread: The Klingon Kerfuffle  [ShadowOfDesire & ThomasRHellsing]

Commander Troi, she corrected, meeting his gaze squarely. That's my rank and what you will use to address me. It seems you have a lot of opinions about the way that Starfleet conducts itself, even though you are a Starfleet officer. You are well aware of the chain of command, of following orders. You know that we have rules and regulations in place for a reason, to maintain order and discipline. Security is a prime example of this. You are more than a spear point to strike out at our enemies -- you are the shield that protects us all. For any force to operate above the chaos, there must be command. The Federation is not bullying you into compliance. You are required to comply because it is your duty as a Starfleet officer. You have a choice, but with those choices come consequences -- good and bad. You have chosen to disobey a direct order because you believe yourself to be above those orders, that they have no value to you, and that obeying would be a waste of your time. What if the men and women of your security force make the same choices when you give your orders? What if they choose to ignore them because they believe them to be wrong, or pointless? You well know what would happen. You do not issue orders out of spite. You issue them because they are necessary. These sessions are the same. You will attend them because they are necessary, whether you believe them to be or not. It is not for you to decide that you have little to gain from them. Her curls fell over her shoulder as she shifted in her chair, resting her delicate fingers upon the armrest. Answer my questions honestly, and I promise that I will make our time together as painless as possible.
Thread: The Klingon Kerfuffle  [ShadowOfDesire & ThomasRHellsing]

Thomas looked at her, I can call you Commander Troi, and treat you like one of them, the red shirted bastards who sent me to die. Or I can call you Troi, a friend, and treat you like a friend, and be honest with you. I made a realization long ago command doesn't give a damn about the truth as long as they can dot their I's and cross their T's. The mutt shrugged, Doesn't necessarily mean questions shouldn't be asked. Do you know why I was assigned what was in essence a suicide mission? I broke the prime directive. See, a science station was on a planet of primitive beings. Unknown to them, they had a coolant leak which over time caused the pollution of the continent's aquifer. They nearly wiped out the species, when we arrived I ordered the vessel I was commanding to take as many of the sentients as we could fit to a nearby moon. That even though we could save lived, the fact I had meant I was unworthy of command. He shook his head a bit, demanding focus, So ask, I'll try to answer your questions honestly.
Thread: The Klingon Kerfuffle  [ShadowOfDesire & ThomasRHellsing]

Commander Troi will do for now, she replied. We are not yet friends, Mr. Talonis, though I am not opposed to the idea. I haven't yet decided if you're the sort that would value friendship with a quack . Was that a joke? There was a small intake of breath at his story. Yes, I am aware of the reasons that left you abandoned for so long in hostile territory. I've read the reports on the situation and admit that I do not agree with the judgement. Though it was a violation of the Prime Directive, I believe your intentions to be honorable. I am almost certain I would have made the same decision, were I put in that situation. I do not fault you for that action, Mr. Talonis, but I also cannot agree that you were sent on a suicide mission because of that. Starfleet does not put its officers in danger lightly. Every life lost is a travesty. Some species treat their soldiers like fodder, but that is not the case here. I do not care what you feel about killing those that mean to harm you. What I wish to know is if this seeming abandonment by Starfleet is so difficult for you because it echoes the events of your childhood.
Thread: The Klingon Kerfuffle  [ShadowOfDesire & ThomasRHellsing]

Thomas sat down and shrugged, Not really. My mother loved me, and my father didn't hate me. Life is hard on the colony worlds. I know lots of sons and daughters of whores who had it worse. Either sold off as indentured servants or put to work in the houses when they turned 16. I technically abandoned them when I joined Star Fleet. I could have become a dirt farmer. I just, well I'd rather jump off of a cliff.
Thread: The Klingon Kerfuffle  [ShadowOfDesire & ThomasRHellsing]

Is that why you joined Starfleet? To escape the life of a farmer? Despite her earlier annoyance with the man, she was genuinely curious about his origins. She'd read his file, of course, and knew of his unique genetics, but DNA wasn't everything there was to know of a person.
Thread: The Klingon Kerfuffle  [ShadowOfDesire & ThomasRHellsing]

Thomas chuckled a bit, Part of it. See, the colony was a dead world before being Terra formed. This meant in essence any sort of live stock or fish had to be Seeded. For example, Tuna was a major thing to eat, to make tuna you had to have eggs imported from earth or another world. You then had to put them in say a pond, and care for them until they aged to adult hood. You then bred let's say half your stock, and caught and sold the rest. Looking at her he said, This would eventually lead to all the bodies of water having fish in them right. The problem was, Colony 1313 had a bit of a jump on terra forming. 10 generations in, and we've only managed to populate about 10 percent of the planet. Because of the lack of detritus to rot, literally the dirt has no minerals. So, if you want to say start a farm, you have to buy dirt that's had plant food and such added to it. That's what Pops did, think composting, but on a massive scale. Thomas ran a hand through his hair, The other erm, problem is I've always been a pervert. Well, more like a womanizer? Nothing bad, everything was consensual, but well you know what the hormones for a betazoid are like, and add in Klingon impulses and yeah. I remember when my mum caught me with my hand up the local preacher's wife skirt, as I sucked at her tit. She knew it wouldn't end well. I was, 14 I think. Word got out about my less then Wait until marriage ways, and it was fun for years. Until I got caught with Nancy McDougal. Heh, the McDougal brothers were those sort, you know Human and Proud, been in and out of jail since they were old enough to make drugs in their floor-less shack. They were determined to Get vengance for their sister's honor like she hadn't been putting out since she was 14 for smokes or to get by. It all came to a head when I tore off Jack's arm and beat him half to death with it. Oh, um Jack had lost his arm in a mining accsident, he had an artifical one with a plasma weapon made. I realized if I stuck around they were going to kill me, or I was going to end up killing them. Plus I'd graduated the year or so previous and everyone I knew was either married, pregnant, or both. I realized I either had to get out, or I'd end up stuck with a baby or two and some woman who I could barely stand. I was getting drunk over that fact when the Federations once a year recruiter came by. I signed up and shipped out less then a week later.
Thread: The Klingon Kerfuffle  [ShadowOfDesire & ThomasRHellsing]

So it was something of an escape, she said, interpreting his story with a simplification. One corner of her mouth quirked at the mention of Betazoid hormones. She'd already gone through the Phase, herself, and it had been something of an experience for all those involved. Let us talk about your career for a moment, Mr. Talonis, after you left your homeworld. I understand why you would find a career in Starfleet security appealing. I have reviewed your file and found some interesting inclusions, specifically your fast-tracked training and subsequent posting to the Hazard team. Do you contribute your speedy career to your harsh upbringing? Your own determination? Or something else entirely? Boredom, perhaps?
Thread: The Klingon Kerfuffle  [ShadowOfDesire & ThomasRHellsing]

Thomas smirked, Racism honestly. My commanding officer was an old bastard. He fought in the Klingon wars, and said that their was no way I'd be able to last. So I pushed. All my life pale skins had been telling me I wasn't them. I was good enough, smart enough, fast enough. You know actual Klingons so you know this, but on some of the border colonies they are seen as sadistic animals. Too dumb to turn on a light switch but that eat each other instead. I pushed twice as hard as those around me, it didn't hurt that I had a Vulcan on me team a son of the same house as Commander Spock. Not his son or anything, a cousin, but he was determined to do well. Alara my second in command was also on my team, a Bajorin whose mother was a sex slave during Cardassian rule. The final member of our team was a Ferengi believe it or not. We called ourselves the Federation's little team of Tokens. He ran a hand through his hair, During our second year at the academy it got out what our first trainer had been doing, and he was replaced with a Bajorin officer. She saw what we were doing, and pushed us more. We were so used to giving 110 because of the racist bastard, we didn't even notice we were still doing it. We were later told that Star Fleet's training programs were designed for a certain base line, our alien quirks allowed us to blow that away. Klingons for example heal faster then humans, so we can put on muscle faster. I'm about double a human's ability, but a pure Klingon can make muscle something like 400 faster. Most just never bother. He chuckled a bit, When we graduated we found out we'd been in essence running double courses both command and our Basic job. I know you know this, but in Star Fleet, you train for your basic job, then if you want more you go back into the academy or stay longer. You start out in your assigned area, and eventually as promotions and such come up you get them. By doing a Double program we were short listed since the command schools are always over full, but they always need more. I wasn't sure I wanted to command, until I noticed Hazard team, and saw it required what I already had so I signed up. Another year of intense training and I was ready.
Thread: The Klingon Kerfuffle  [ShadowOfDesire & ThomasRHellsing]

She nodded knowingly to much of what he'd explained, understanding the motivations of his people well. Her experience with Klingons was vast, both on a professional and an intimate basis. The Bajoran -- you speak of Lt. Alara Shoye? She is also assigned to the Enterprise , is she not? Assigned to your team here, if memory serves. She tapped the name into her PADD to save for a later date. The woman had a history as varied and harsh as Thomas' own, but had shown no outward sign of trauma. Then again, her trauma was long past, and she'd likely come to terms with it. I understand that she requested a transfer here once you were assigned to the ship. Do the two of you remain close, even after your lengthy time in enemy territory? Deanna stretched out with her feelings, catching a little tendril of emotion from him. She was curious if he would reveal anything in his answer. Her own knowledge of the couple was that they shared certain intimacies, though neither seemed the type for extended commitment. Besides evaluating him, her job was also to determine what support structure he had in place and how well balanced his friendships were. She knew he had something of a social circle, but did not yet know how deep those bonds went.
Thread: The Klingon Kerfuffle  [ShadowOfDesire & ThomasRHellsing]

Thomas nodded his head, I was assigned to Alpha Squad, she was to Delta. The battle that lead to me getting stuck behind enemy lines, her group was one of the ones hit hard by it. I think she said she spent a month or so getting her organs regrown after a photon torpedo knocked her transport out of the sky. She's probably one of my best friends. Keeg'an lost his legs and is currently working on Deep Space 9 with a nephew who lost a leg in the war. Jolie the Vulcan got half her face burned off, I believe she joined one of the Monasteries on Vulcan. He shrugged a bit, Alara is a good woman, but well she has issues with the chain of command. She's decked a few superior officers in her time. Refused to follow orders that went against her code of conduct. Before her transfer here she was doing six months in the Federation brig. See, a planet asked the Federation for help tracking down a slaver. Only it turned out the head slaver was the son of a member of the planet's government. They were told to bring him in and release him to the locals. Alara has always had issues with slavers, so when the bastard went for a disruptor pistol she shot him between the eyes. Officially everything was above board. Unofficially the bastard was balls deep in a prepubecent girl when she raided his office, and she's never lost a night's sleep over killing the bastard. So she got six months in the brig, and another mark on her folder. Thomas rubbed his chin, You know, I never stopped to think about it before, but all the best H.A.Z.A.R.D. soldiers tend to have shaky records. I wonder why that is.
Thread: The Klingon Kerfuffle  [ShadowOfDesire & ThomasRHellsing]

She tapped in a few more notes, deciding that she would likely need to schedule some time with Alara, as well. Her background warranted it, but she genuinely wanted to know the woman and how she'd survived. Perhaps it is because one must have a certain level of disrespect for authority or life, for that matter, in order to plunge into the line of fire time and again. Your past has prepared you to make the hard decisions more easily than others. You surge forward where others hesitate. Anyone in command must have this quality. Deanna tilted her head and rested her fingers lightly upon the edge of her chair. What of your other companions upon the ship? Are you close with your team? Do you have other friends aboard outside of your department?
Thread: The Klingon Kerfuffle  [ShadowOfDesire & ThomasRHellsing]

Thomas shrugged, Me and some others get together from time to time. We were actually planning a meeting tonight. In alot of the ways H.A.Z.A.R.D. team is alot like a traditional military force. We fight together, bleed together, and become absorbed into each other's lives. It helps us fight that much harder. I tend to be a bit more reserved the first six months, but if you survive that long on a H.A.Z.A.R.D. team you're family. The quarter Klingon looked at her, I think part of it is also we are killers. Security officers are just that, they are taught the mentality of defenders. Only going above and beyond that when they have no choice. H.A.Z.A.R.D. are taught kill em all and let their deity of choice sort em out. Did you know Security fatalities are down 200 since I made sure at minimum a H.A.Z.A.R.D. trained solider was on the bridge, lock up, and boarding party?
Thread: The Klingon Kerfuffle  [ShadowOfDesire & ThomasRHellsing]

She nodded as she met his gaze. I did know that, actually. If you think that we aren't paying attention, you are sorely mistaken. It was a very good idea and one that I am glad they implemented rather quickly. We are all at risk and your team helps to lessen that risk. The pride in his voice was clear even if she'd not been able to sense it. What do you do at these gatherings to let off steam and relax? Did he even know how to relax?