TOS - Final Frontier (b) by Star Trek

Author:Star Trek [Star Trek]
Language: deu
Format: epub
Tags: \Star Trek
Published: 2011-01-02T07:58:50.717000+00:00

[169] “You speak their language well,” Idrys said, “from what I’ve heard of it.”

She had to lengthen her stride, to keep up with t’Cael as he led her and his two bodyguards toward the Nestling bay.

“An interesting language,” he said. “Years ago, I was a cultural explorer. I transgressed the Neutral Zone on occasion, secretly of course, trying to learn about the Federation. In those days, there was talk of opening relations. The Senate wanted to see if the Federation had turned hostile and might pounce on us at first sight, or if there might be a chance for relations. I was one of those assigned to learn what could be learned about them. I learned English by monitoring and analyzing Federation communications through deep space. Frequency spying, we called it.”

“Such communications weren’t guarded?” she asked.

“Part of their trusting nature,” t’Cael responded. “Knowledge is open to all. Our spies have had little trouble gaining a command of English. In general, humans like to share information and take the consequences as they come.”

“Foolish,” she commented.

He glanced at her. “On the contrary, I respect them for it. Better to share knowledge than to fear each other’s insights. How else could they have built such a ship as that, if there was no free flow of information?”

She nodded a reluctant agreement and forced her bad leg to limp a little faster, only to find herself drawn up short when the Nestling bay door appeared. She hadn’t even been paying attention.

The four of them stepped inside after the closest subcenturion freed the locking control for the bay entrance, and they were in a small vestibule between the corridor and the bay itself. T’Cael turned to the two guards and said, “Prepare the Nestling for launch.”

They saluted and hurried across the flat little bay.

Instantly t’Cael turned to Idrys and lowered his voice. “The next hours will tell everything. It’s imperative that you keep a stern hand upon the crew. Don’t forget that your orders are to be followed without question. This is the most dangerous and most perfect time. If the crew mutinies while I am negotiating, you and I will look like traitors and Ry’iak will look like a hero.”

She clung to his striking black gaze. “At the first utterance from Ry’iak’s mouth, I shall have him confined.”

“Have him killed,” t’Cael suggested. “It’s more impressive.”

[170] She nodded. “You don’t believe the humans are bluffing, do you?”

“They’re not bluffing,” he said with confidence. “They’re not as gentle a people as we might think, even in comparison to ourselves. They know perfectly well how to launch an invasion, and this is not the way.”

“What is your plan, Primus?” she asked, following him as he looked thoughtfully toward the small open deck where the graceful little Nestling conveyorcraft was being rolled out of its slot. It was a tight area, for the Raze itself was a smallish ship, and the Nestling much smaller.

T’Cael gazed at the Nestling. As he spoke, the intimidation he had used on the bridge fell away and honesty colored his voice.

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