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"handy dandy truth drugs? oh Jelena, times have changed, as you put it. I don't need drugs."

He walked over, even leaning over a bit and grabbed her chin lightly.

"Rather die? fine with me. I'll simply have your little head removed, and your brain taken out. all your brainwaves digitized, recorded, and put on playback. Technology is wonderful, isn't it. how do you think James has a full memory of everything that happened to him before half his brain was removed for his bioware?"

Then a lean back into a straight position.

"and we cna do worse than have you rot. I'll keep you in custody, on a suicide watch do they won't even give you a sharp spoon to eat with. and then I'll let you watch as we euthinize every Echo you made in a gas chamber in front of you. Now get moving, Doctor. rest time is over."


Jessica looked up.

"It's alright. Let him go. if he doesn't want it, any concious thought to reject could damage the bioware and himself. I'll just need a little more work. Captian, mind sticking you gun on that pad there? and while your here, Rennell...go get me the box in the last lockbox. there's a compartment in the base, opens to the voice code Santa Baby."


James shook his head.

"A shot through the eye will kill anything no matter how tough it is."

then a slight grin at Erik trying to get the Fenrir to back off, tapping his comm unit on his temple.

"Captian. how did you get him here in teh first place from Envision. we need to get this Fenrir back there before he tries to tear a hole in the hull."

"I hit a nerve there I see. No matter, lead the way."

motioning with his gun. and walking behind her with it aimed at the base of her skull where neck met head.


Jessica shook her head lightly.

"Not even close. the only reason James' had those was because he claimed they were non working WWII relics."

Patting that box, and punching in a code and opening it up, showing a set of bioware chips.

"these are my babies. James' first set of chips. His basic bioware hasn't changed, so these should at least give a preliminary graft we can make, or an idea of one."

But first, to work. hands flying on teh keyboard, glaring at the screen as both guns were analyed by the system, and reconfigued and reconstructed in teh system to the specifications required.

"Okay, we can make hand held eletric charge guns. however, a charge to seriously damage that level bioware in a single shot would also fry the hand gripping the gun. so we'll need probably...four, and every has to time a shot within about one minute of the first one hitting."

then pushing the guns off the pad absently and putting the chips on it. more typing and working on settings.

"I can make a graft for James that can do it in one, but it's a one time only deal. any more charges woudl probably fry James' systems beyond repair. So your call captian. want to make both sets or just the guns?"

after all, everyon knew James would ignore the 'more than one shot will probably kill you' thing if Norrington kept hold of Jelena.


James nodded.

"Gotcha."

then to Erik.

"Okay, we'll use the service passways, he can fit through that. we'll come up by Jelena's office, and maybe get him by surprise or catch his flank if he's already there. so lets head that way."

Jessica gave the thumbs up.

"Guns coming up! passcodes Captian."

Pointing to another console, not taking her eyes off the screen. hands flowing like water over the keypads.


Norrington gave her a pause, before simply lifting her up over his shoulder and carrying her that way.

"just give directions, Doctor. and I will know if your leading me in circles. and quick kicking, or I'll just drag you instead."


James moved at a double step, hand a cannon again.

"Good boy, Thobias. Let go get Mommy, and that son of b***h that has her. think you cna keep up erik?"

Lillia chose that moment to put her own two cents in. "You three better hurry. Mr. Psycho's not playing nice nice anymore. He wants to get there and he wants to get there fast." She had been typing once again, pulling up maps and preliminary sketches for the layout.

"In fact, James is right. If Norrington gets a heads up that the fenrir is coming we won't have time to wound Jelly before he springs. And one hit in the perfect place is liable to take him down if not permantly than to a place that wont' do any good." She tapped her pencil against her lips and studied the maps again. "And Jelly's going numb. Just thought I'd let you know that."

Let's see. They should be about here. She followed the route she knew they were taking with her pencil and then double clicked for a wider view. Jelly was behind, if her directions were correct. Of course they were moving at a slower pace due to Jelly not being in the best of form and generally being held hostage. She bit her lip, that wasn't goign to work. James had brought up that busting in on Norrington wasn't a good idea. They had to take him by surprise. She blinked as the screen widened and then grinned as her answer played out before her.

"Erik! Take a left when you hit the bisection at the end of the passway. I've got an idea." She paused for a moment and then anticipated his questions when he got down there. "It's a dead end. Or it appears to be that way. But something tells me if you try scanning your PAID, it might just move." She wasn't for sure but if that didn't open the door, something else would. "We might have to do some redecorating to accomodate our puppy but there's a narrow shaft that will put you at the front of Jelly's office, with a nice little alcove at the end to lay in wait."

The alcove was hidden due to the arrangement of the office. From the door one wouldn't even realize it was there. "If we time it correctly, we can get them after they get in and Norrington won't even know what hit him. Not to mention the alcove looks wide enough to get off a shot without him realizing. Thobias smells blood and then...well we're going to definitely have to do some redecorating in her office..."

"Pain wouldn't be the point, I think it would be more prominante to rip off pieces so as to diable his movement. But enough fighting about it, let's just get there." Thus taking that detour that Lillia spoke of, and indeed it did cut off a good five minutes at least. And in situations like this, those scant moments of time mattered. "Okay, here we are." Of course with half power he could only disengage the lock, but then he shoved the barrel of his gun between the plating, forcing the door open some. Thus taking that cloth and throwing it through the crack he had made. "Go get Jelena." And a satisfied look as Thobias as he more or less 'opened' the door for them on and continued on. "He's right useful."

Hm...they'd be coming up on her office any time now. She knew it...hell she could count the steps to it. Things were getting horribly bad. What the hell was Michael thinking by turning power back on? It was bad enough that anyone could break into the cockpits on the individual ships and break Fleet formation...oh no don't think about that, that's bad. Just as soon as you get a chance, the moment you reach that office...try something drastic.

"Assuming she let the rest of them out, which I don't think she did. Besides that, look at the thing...I think it would rather chew on me than let me take or make it go anywhere...he's single track minded right now, wants one thing and isn't going to back down till he gets that one thing." Though following and taking up his own position and letting the fenrir do as pleased. If anything the big guy would be a distraction.

She glared at him a moment before turning to the door and coding the lock to her office. It was okay, no need to freak out yet...he still had another door or two before the labs and enclosures. And hey maybe it was a good idea to let him get distracted that way....then she could whack his head off his shoulders with a crowbar. Oh the delight she had to hide as she noticed that sweet piece of metal laying slightly hidden among the disorganized mess that was her desk. Thus she hobbled into her office, and over to her desk, leaning against its edge on her hands as if using it as a rest spot.

Michael was getting impatient...after all he could only stand idle for so long and the reports he was getting were getting more and more grating on his nerves. "Where are we at Jessica?"

Lillia felt the need to add her own two cents to that bit. "They're stopping in her office. You don't have the time, the resources, or the ability to get him with the rest of the pack. That's stupid James, I expected better. Get your asses in gear and save Jelena. She's in the office with a*****e." When Lillia got freaked, she got a trifle mouthy now didn't she? She was on tenterhooks, waiting. What was going to happen? What could she do? It was a little late to work on scrambling codes since Fox was busy elsewhere. She ought to give thta boy a piece of her mind when she saw him next.

She frowned at the sound coming through her comm. "She is too organized you son of a b***h. How dare you talk about my filing system? It took me months to get through all of that!"

"you'll need me just in case something needs to be fixed or recalibrated on the spot. and that..man...trashed my office nad supplies. don't think I'm gunna pass a chance to put my boot up his a**."

not even looking away from the screen.


"that's what they all say, until they really need something and can't find it."

Though Norrington took a casual strides around, though thankfully, not quite close enough to see James or Erik...before moving to the nearest open console.

"this will work. just get me the information, Doctor. And maybe I'll be kind enough to not kill James Moria before I leave."


Kill him...oh we'll see about that. cannon set, a few presses on his arm and it switched modes, the end widening and really getting more cannonlike. blow a hole in him the size of texas and see what he says then.