The Song of War

Posted on Wed Feb 26th, 2020 @ 5:00pm by Division Admiral Thomas Lasky & Commander Tressa Brislan-Antilles
Edited on on Wed May 26th, 2021 @ 4:30am

Mission: Mission 16: Hoist the Colours
Location: Various Locations - USS Roanoke
Timeline: 2100Hrs, December 11th, 2390

Lt Commander Tom "Fives" Lasky sighed softly, his dinner companion was late tonight as he had arranged to meet Tressa Brislan for dinner this evening, he decided to have it here rather then in his quaters or at her place.

He picked up a PADD as he regarded the information on it. "Tressa..." he commented softly. "when you see this... you're going to flip.."

The counselor walked quickly over to Tom's table and hugged him hello. "I'm so sorry, the sitter ran late." She looked at his face for a moment; "Is something wrong?"

Fives regarded Tressa. "Well... you were replicated as a sex slave for the amusement of one Ensign Kam Raaboba." he explained as he handed her a PADD, it had a picture of her on it wearing white lacy underwear.

Fives watched her. "This guy replicated most of the women on the senior staff including Torilla... I'm told Rachael wasn't among the crowd..." he paused. "seeing that.... angered me, he violated you..."

Tressa was stunned; her face reddened. "How could he?" It took a few seconds for the growl in his voice to register. "What did you do?"

"It offended me... Seeing you portrayed like that..." Fives regarded her. "Even though we've had our disagreements..."

"I appreciate that, I know..." she paused for a moment, her emotions overwhelming her. "I know you care about me, and I you."

"Tressa, I left because Phoenix requested that I go with her, it had nothing to do with you..." Fives explained. "It just sucks that you and I went into an argument."

"I'm so over it, Tom, I don't even remember it anymore. But this," she said, handing the PADD back to him. "Has he been brought up on charges? Has anyone else seen these?"

"There were about twenty or so other women involved, Phoenix was in there, Siaxx was too, so was Torilla.... I didn't hear that Rachael was in there..." he paused "But that's not confirmed.... we're keeping it from the crew.." he kept his voice down. "Otherwise Ensign Kam Raaboba would quickly end up dead."

Tressa sighed. "He'll need counseling I'm certain, but I will have to recuse myself. I'm sure the other women are upset too. This is so embarrassing!"

Tom gently placed his hands on her shoulders. "I know... thats why I got so angry... he used you for his own gain.." he paused. "You could ask Ed Tuck to look after his therapy." he smiled. "Have you met Friar Tuck yet?" he then grinned. "You'll like him."

"Friar Tuck?" she asked. She was still trying to process what he'd told her.

"He's insane... but he's..." Fives paused. "Insane enough to be a pilot without wings." he commented. "I know Torilla and the skipper are dealing with him.... I heard that Torilla is doing to him what he did to you.. except he's in the crews mess.. saluting everyone, even the civvies. Rachael commented about it earlier... not often someone salutes the Firebird.."

The counselor raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, Rachael is nicknamed 'Firebird' now, I gave her that callsign myself...and I got a new callsign myself.... Boomer.. from Phoenix last night."

"Boomer... but I still like Tom..." she said, finally relaxing enough to smile. "Or perhaps I need to think of a name to call you, something only for me."

Boomer regarded Tressa. "Well it could be worse... I just watched one of my pilots get emasculated because of Phoenix... yes... she crushed his balls... it was... disgusting." he commented with a smile. "I think Siaxx is handling Phoenix's rage right now." he told her with a grin. "I recommend you see her in two days time though as I need her for combat training tomorrow... its sims only... not in the real thing."

The counselor sighed heavily and looked down for a moment.

"Its for squadron evals and testing of my pilots... Lets face it... there is nobody better then she is... and... I need her at least for the sim aspect of it..." he paused. "would you be willing to let her fly?"

"Tom, I cannot risk breaking doctor/patient privilege... but Phoenix does not have the emotional capacity to pilot," Tressa said softly. "Self-control is a must for anyone in Starfleet and I have no idea how she has gotten as far as she has." She saw the hope in his eyes and held her breath. "Perhaps just keep her to sims for now."

"Thank you." Boomer replied with a smile.

"You shouldn't be thanking me, Tom. She has to show some real progress and so far she really hasn't."

"I know..." Boomer replied quietly. "But I think she's in so deep that she can't see daylight anymore..." h commented. "all she honestly has.... is her flying.. that and us..." he indicated the room, which meant the ship.

"I'm trying to tell you she isn't stable Tom. She verbally and physically attacked a fellow officer for their ethnicity..."

"I know Tressa... I know she's unstable..." Boomer replied softly. "but... I need her piloting skill... I'm going to assign Firebird, thats Rachael as her wingman.. Rachael has ways of getting to her that few others other then Siaxx and you seem to have..."

"She isn't a creature that needs to be controlled..." Tressa began. She put her head in her hands for a moment; only the CMO could clip her wings. Her shoulders dropped as the weight of the conversation fell over her. "I will send my report Dr. Dvald. If she clears Phoenix..." she held her hands out in surrender.

"Alright..." Boomer commented softly. "This entire air wing is a joke... she's not my worst pilot... that title such as it is... belongs to a guy named Beatstick.." he commented. "Tressa.. I've had to use physical means to ensure these guys work."

"Physical means? What kind of ship are we on, Tom? One day I'm a counselor, the next a crewman's sex doll?" she shook her head in disbelief. "I think I need a drink."

"That makes two of us." Boomer responded. "We're on the most unusual ship I've ever heard of... thats for sure... but at least we know one thing which I can etch in stone..... nobody else on this crew appreciates you quite the way I do."