Star Trek The Original Series - 127 - Vulcan's Soul 2 - Exiles by Star Trek

Author:Star Trek
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Science Fiction
ISBN: 9780743463591
Publisher: Simon and Schuster
Published: 2006-01-02T08:00:00+00:00

WATRAII HOMEWORLD

STARDATE 54107.1

The newly dubbed Alexander Nevsky with its crew of four slipped smoothly from space into the Watraii atmosphere-and was instantly converted from a smoothly operating flying instrument into one that was tossed roughly about like a toy in a child’s unsteady hands. Data, at the controls, fought with the savage winds to at least keep the shuttle upright.

“Good thing… we have full… shoulder and chest… harnesses,” Scotty managed to gasp out as the ship lurched and shuddered and lurched again, fighting its way down through the storm clouds and wild gusts of wind. “Trip’s giving… whole new meaning… to the word ‘turbulent.’”

Data said, “I do not believe that such a word needed to be given a new meaning. Surely the original definition suffices.”

Scotty gave a choked laugh. “As if Vulcans… weren’t literal-minded enough… now we have a third member… of the Logic Brigade!”

Data frowned slightly. “Ruanek, Spock, and I obviously cannot be related. I do not see why- “

The ship lurched again, more violently than before, and blue-white crackles of electricity shot around and through it.

“Lightning strike,” Data said succinctly, fingers racing over the controls in a blur of speed. “Main systems off-line.” As the ship lurched and shuddered, he added, never taking his gaze from the controls, “I have manual control of secondary systems.” The wild lurching steadied ever so slightly. As the ship seemed to hesitate for a moment, then drop, he added, “I cannot guarantee a smoother trip.”

“He did that once before,” Ruanek murmured to Spock. “While he was serving on the EnterpriseD. He told me about that.”

Spock, clenching the armrests just to stay seated, the safety harness cutting into him as the ship struggled, raised an eyebrow. Being what he was, Ruanek was clearly enjoying the rough ride, lips peeled back from teeth in an unabashedly fierce Romulan grin. That Ruanek and Data should have shared stories of their various adventures seemed no more unusual than anything else about this mission.

“Damn!” That came from Scotty, who suddenly had his hands full with the uneasy interface between the ship and its cloaking device. The wild jolting about wasn’t helping him, since it was jerking his hands away from the controls. Scotty muttered to himself and in language he would have been embarrassed to know the others could hear, cursing over a system that first of all was Romulan and second of all, as he had warned, was not operating particularly well on a ship this small. “And this thrice-damned weather that won’t let a man work!”

Refusing to let himself be distracted by the others, Spock returned his full attention to the small tricorder he held, holding it steady as best he could, and continued refining the scans that the Alliance had made from space. Ground readings were not affected by how the ship was being tossed about. Life-forms were finally showing up on these new scans… not as clearly as he would have liked, not enough to let him locate one human among the Watraii.

Odd. There did not seem to be anything on the planet in the way of true cities.

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