Christmas Packages, Part 2: The Brig
Posted on Sat Jan 8th, 2022 @ 7:50am by Lieutenant JG Jane Sinclair & Petty Officer 2nd Class Mai Ichihara & Lieutenant Commander Tristana
931 words; about a 5 minute read
Mission:
Christmas Vacation
Location: Brig
Grogginess and a pain in her head and right arm were the first senses that returned to Jane Sinclair as she slowly woke in a daze. As different feelings returned to the pilot, she pieced together where she was.
The next was physical discomfort. I’m on something hard.
After that, orientation. I’m lying down. On something hard. A floor?
Sounds were coming from nearby. Talking, but it wasn’t clear what they were saying. Her ears were still ringing from some shock to her system. People aren’t far.
Her mouth was dry, but she tried to open it to speak. It came out a bit hoarse. “Ugh…my head…”
“Well, looks like Sleeping Beauty is awake. And we didn’t even need to get Princess in Grey to come give her a kiss.”
Jane’s eyes opened and began to focus. Someone was crouched at her side. A blue uniform. Jane could hear the beeps of a tricorder, and saw light glinting off one lens of glass. That nurse. Ichihara.
“Ensign Rumlow, you need to be more careful with these Proximans. They’re like glass compared to Terrans. You’re lucky she didn’t break her wrist or crack her skull.”
Jane’s vision got clearer and she saw more figures. It was the nurse at her side. On the other side of a forcefield, which appeared off, stood two security officers. Male, tall, muscular, scruffy facial air. Rumlow. Female, short, red hair, and massive breasts hanging out of an open uniform. Tristana.
I’m in the brig. That bitch put me in the brig!
She tried to sit up, but Ichihara held her down. “Easy,” she whispered, before sticking a bandage on her forehead above her right eye. The sharp pain from the sudden pressure was enough to keep the pilot on the ground for the moment.
"I suppose since she's awake, we should read her her rights:" Rumlow suggested to his boss, Tristana. "I think you should be the one to do so, in case she tries to break rank and make me arrest you again."
"I couldn't agree more:" Tristana responded, in a rare move for her, buttoning up her uniform as she stepped towards the forcefield so that the lesbian wouldn't be distracted by her cleavage, squatting down just on the other side of the forcefield.
"Lieutenant JG Jane Elisabeth Sinclair:" She began. "You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say may be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to speak to an attorney for advice before we ask you any questions. You have the right to have an attorney present with you during questioning. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be appointed for you before any questioning if you wish. If you decide to answer questions now without an attorney present, you have the right to stop answering at any time. Do you understand your rights as I have read them to you?"
"What is this bollocks?" Jane demanded, trying to pull herself to her feet. The room spun a bit, so, with the nurse's help, she just sat up. "I get sent a nice Christmas box from home and you arrest me? Fuckin’ ‘ell."
Nurse Ichihara stood and stepped out of the cell. She stood behind the security officers, well clear of the forcefield.
"I've been told all this before," Jane continued to rant. "I understand. I understand that you're the biggest hypocrite on this whole ship, Tristana. You lay down the law like a sheriff who threw away the ethics guide, all the while ignoring it yourself. For someone who normally looks like you're here to party and down for anything, you have decidedly no chill."
"I take it then you're in no mood to answer questions?" Tristana asked. "At least not without an attorney present?"
"You stunned me and locked me up for finding the single most common technically illegal item in the entire Federation in a shipment crate with my name on it!" Jane exclaimed. "Overkill much? No, I'm not answering your questions! Let me out of here!"
"Um... No." Tristana responded. "Not until you've stood trial for possession of an illegal substance. I'd be a terrible sheriff if I let the miscreant run free before..."
Tristana was interrupted by her combadge going off.
=A="Petty Officer Rojas to Lieutenant Tristana: Someone's here at the security officer who wants to speak to you."=A=
Tristana tapped her combadge.
=A="Acknowledged."=A= She responded. =A="I'm on my way."=A=
Tristana turned back to Jane.
"Well, looks like I'm needed elsewhere." She said. "Consider yourself lucky."
“The fuck, Tristana?!” called Jane. “Miscreant? I’ve done nothing! Let me out!” She was getting red in the face and pounded the forcefield once with the fist of her good arm.
As Tristana made her way towards the exit of the brig, she stopped at the officer manning the brig controls.
"Secure the brig after we leave." She instructed. "No one in or out." Tristana turned to nurse Ichihara. "Nurse, are you coming?"
“Yes, ma’am,” the nurse answered, following the security officers out of the brig area and leaving Jane behind the forcefield, completely alone.
Posting by (in order of appearance):
Lieutenant Junior Grade Jane Sinclair
Chief Flight Control Officer, USS Myogi (NCC-65918)
Petty Officer 3rd Class Mai Ichihara
Nurse, USS Myogi (NCC-65918)
Lieutenant Tristana
Chief Security/Tactical Officer, USS Myogi (NCC-65918)
Ensign Rumlow
Security Officer, USS Myogi (NCC-65918)
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