[ Leaving sickbay takes every ounce of willpower La'an has spent years cultivating. Each step leading away from James feels like a mile, and a ball of dread begins building inside her with every passing minute. She hurries back to her quarters, immediately tossing aside the jacket she'd removed hours earlier and tugging off the heavy boots. They thud onto the floor, the sound hideously loud in the quiet room, and then—
La'an Noonien-Singh, I'm Agent Ymalay from the Department of Temporal Investigations.
What follows is a trying, emotionally-wrought conversation with one of the most infuriating people La'an has ever met. The woman thanks her for completing the mission and protecting the timeline, but in the next breath, she very properly tells her off for introducing another James Kirk to it. Apparently, the damage is not entirely irreparable, so he'll be allowed to remain, but La'an should 'count herself lucky' that there won't be further repercussions.
You sent me back to protect a mass murderer? I had to kill to protect him. I had to watch my fr—
But in typical bureaucratic fashion, the agent denies the accusation, twisting words to fit her needs. By the end of the conversation, if it can be called that, the usually stoic and composed chief of security is an emotional wreck, everything in her bursting out uncontrollably. The sobs leave her feeling wrung out and empty, her throat raw from the heaving cries, but still she pulls herself up off the couch. There are still things she needs to attend to, including a meeting with a captain who will likely have more questions than she has answers. ]
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La'an Noonien-Singh, I'm Agent Ymalay from the Department of Temporal Investigations.
What follows is a trying, emotionally-wrought conversation with one of the most infuriating people La'an has ever met. The woman thanks her for completing the mission and protecting the timeline, but in the next breath, she very properly tells her off for introducing another James Kirk to it. Apparently, the damage is not entirely irreparable, so he'll be allowed to remain, but La'an should 'count herself lucky' that there won't be further repercussions.
You sent me back to protect a mass murderer? I had to kill to protect him. I had to watch my fr—
But in typical bureaucratic fashion, the agent denies the accusation, twisting words to fit her needs. By the end of the conversation, if it can be called that, the usually stoic and composed chief of security is an emotional wreck, everything in her bursting out uncontrollably. The sobs leave her feeling wrung out and empty, her throat raw from the heaving cries, but still she pulls herself up off the couch. There are still things she needs to attend to, including a meeting with a captain who will likely have more questions than she has answers. ]