Scheduling Error

Posted on 26 May 2019 @ 10:35pm by Gunnery Sergeant Kyle Walken & Lieutenant Commander T'Lara
Edited on on 26 May 2019 @ 10:42pm

Mission: Hahai i na pilikua nui - Hunting Monsters
Location: Deck 4 - Holodeck 2 / Deck 9 - Aft Viewing Lounge: Hula's Bar & Lei Stand
Timeline: Shortly before Operation Cold Comfort: Recon

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[Deck 4 - Holodeck 2]

Walken was alone in Holodeck two, he had booked some time and was using it to practice his mixed martial arts. He had a basic program set up that would give him a sparring partner since he hadn't met anyone or knew that they studied as long as he had. With the program started a hologram of a person materialize and the lights dim as the room turns into an old training room with various dummies and punching bags. Kyle and the hologram begin to circle each other, Walken gets the advantage and straight away goes with a knee strike to the jaw.

T'Lara had scheduled some holodeck time to spar a little. It helped her control her emotions. She walked up to the holosuite and found it was already running a program. she thought maybe someone was running past their schedule. "Computer? Who is running the holosuite?"

The Computer tjirped before it replied, "Sergeant Walken is currently occupying the holosuite."

"What time was the program activated?" She continued asking and listened to the time.

Kyle had taken the hologram down to the ground and had locked in an armbar, with that the hologram tapped out. Walken released the hold and roll back away from the hologram.

The doors opened and T'Lara walked in to the holosuite and watched as the sergeant rolled back. She stopped in front of the mat and put her arms behind her back. She was wearing a simple yet comfortable sports wears. "Sergeant?" She asked letting hear no emotion in her tone.

Kyle turned to see the Lieutenant standing there, he was quick to stand up and at attention. "Lieutenant, what can I do for you, ma'am?" He asks as the hologram vanishes leaving the just the two of them inside the holosuite.

"My apologies, Sergeant, I had a scheduled time at this time. But I see were accidentally double booked," T'Lara explained. "I was just curious what program you were running, and if I could join you. If not, I can re book."

"Must have been some kind of error," Kyle mumbled quietly as he rubbed his chin. "Oh, it's a really basic program just a sparring opponent, my old man had me in mixed martial arts since I was a kid and I like to keep my hand to hand skills sharp. Sure you can join me I don't mind at all, would you like a turn with the hologram we can adjust the level of it to whatever your skill is in hand to hand."

T'Lara thought a moment. "What is your level, sergeant?"

"Well I've been studying and practicing Judo for roughly eighteen years and Brazilian jin-jitsu for about ten so I would say I know a few things. But as for the program level I normally keep it around seven or eight." The marine answered.

The Vulcan doctor nodded. "I see." She walked to the mat. "Lets up the level somewhat and have a few more enemies. Show me what you got, Sergeant."

"Alright than Lieutenant, computer increase the hologram difficulty to ten and add three more opponents."

The computer did so as now four holographic people stood across from both Kyle and T'lara, "Want the two on the right or the two on the left." he offered.

"The right is fine," T'Lara said as she walked up to the two opponents and bowed. The two opponents bowed back and then fell in to a defensive position. She followed there example. When they attacked her she quickly anticipated their moves and avoided their attacks, while grabbing one and kicking the other away from her. She dropped the one she was holding on the floor and then blocked an attack from the other. And then ducked quickly to floor the last opponent. She turned around to Kyle as her two opponents disappeared.

"Alright then." Kyle walks towards his opponents and gives a quick bow. Kyle didn't wait once both were ready he charged forward this time a simple judo flip to toss one to the ground as he focused on the other one as the pair exchanged hands. Once he was in close however he pulled the second in close and kneed him twice in the side, he transitioned behind the one he kneed and placed the person in a rear naked choke. If he were a living person the hologram would have passed out rather quickly, but he tapped out. The second had recovered and now had Kyle on the ground placing him in a kneebar before he could recover from the rear naked choke.

Walken managed to get his left leg free as he kicked the head of the hologram twice, the program released him. As the hologram sat up he ran forward with a running knee strike before position himself on top of him as he began the ground and pound with several elbow strikes. The last hologram disappeared as he looks to T'Lara. "You have some nice moves Doc."

T'Lara nodded. "Thank you. You're moves aren't that bad either." She raised an eyebrow and then continued, "Would you like another go?"

"Thank you, and yeah I'm always ready for more. Why don't you pick it this time." Kyle suggested.

She thought a moment and then walked to Kyle. She looked calmly to him and said almost without blinking, "What about me, Sergeant?"

Kyle tilts his head as he watches T'Lara get closer, "You? If that is what you want then yeah I have no problem sparring with you." He smiles and nods.

T'Lara bowed and then took a stance. She knew he would make the first move and she would allow him to. It didn't matter to her who made the first move.

Kyle bows back but he didn't rush in right away, he circled quick trying to study T'Lara. As he ran forward he feinted like he was going to go for an elbow, but what he was really going to a low kick to trip her down. Ground and pound and submissions were where he was best at.

As she saw him come over, she ducked, and then has his low kick came to get her down she quickly jumped over and landed behind the marine and quickly turned around as swung her arm to him and stopped in front of his face. She breathed calmly and then pulled back and got up.

Kyle had raised his arms to block the attack but noticed she had stopped, "Lieutenant, everything alright?" He asked as he lowered his arms.

"Yes, I am alright," T'Lara replied. In reality she was feeling some rage inside her and was trying to get back in control. "I just need a moment."

Kyle nods, he had no reason to think she wasn't. He walked over to a bench he had set a few water bottles down, he takes one and walks back over to T'Lara and holds it out. "Here."

She took the bottle from him and put it to her lips to drink from it. She then looked to Kyle. "Thank you, sergeant, I needed that." She took another deep breath as she closed her eyes to find her inner calm.

He watched her close her eyes, he sat down on the nearby bench and took a sip on his other water bottle. He figured he would give her the time she needed.

When she opened her eyes again, she took another sip from her water. She handed it back to him. "I think I am good to go again. Thank you for the water." She walked back to the mat for the next round.

Kyle got up and walked towards the mat, he placed his up. "I'm ready if you are," he spoke calmly readied himself.

"Yes," She said slowly. T'Lara readied herself as well. She took a deep breath and this time she charged at Kyle. She started to attack him with her fist. She just continued pounding on to the Sergeant.

Kyle took a few good hits before his guard was up he waited until she was drawing back for another strike before he attempted a single leg takedown. He ducked down and wraps his arms around T'Lara's left leg before using the position to fall forward.

Caught off guard, T'Lara fell on her back. Her hands still bald to fists, and she hit them on the mat as she let out a cry. She then put her face in hands, trying to calm herself down. She could feel her heart beat like crazy.

Kyle was on top of T'Lara now, he tries to use his left arm to pin her arms down. His right arm back in a position to do a quick elbow strike. "Do you give?!" He was loud, he wasn't about to do a strike unless he had too.

She looked up to Kyle and took a deep breath. "I give, but only because I don't want to hurt you." She quickly turned away. "I mean. Yes, I give, you win, Sergeant."

Kyle was confused by her statement but he got off of her, "Why are you so sure you were going to hurt me?" He asked offering T'Lara his hand to help her up.

"Cause I have hurt people before. Mostly humans. I am still Vulcan, physically I could still harm you if I wanted to." She sighed. "I should not have sparred with you in my condition."

"Strength isn't everything when it comes to a fight. Stamina, speed, and strategy all play a part and you have to remember I've been training since I was young, I can handle more than most." Kyle stopped talking when he heard her say her condition. "Condition? Lieutenant, are you okay?" He asked concerned as he placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Yes, I am not injured or have a deadly decease," T'Lara said. "I think I just need to go meditate. Or maybe speak with the counselor. I do not wish to burden you with it."

"It's not a burden Doc, if there is something I can do to help tell me." Walken was serious as he released her shoulder.

"Sergeant," She started. "You are friendly. Would you tell your lives story to someone you just met? Someone you barely know?"

"Well it depends on the person, I would but I'm an open book," Kyle answered her question. "If someone wants to know something about me I generally tell them, even if I barely know them. But all people are different so I know some people don't like that."

"Have you ever been put in a position that you know you could have defend yourself, but somehow, something held you back for reasons you do not know?" T'Lara asked. "Feeling helpless and alone. And the people that thought that would help you, protect you, let you down. And the only thing you could do is survive on your own. And finally resenting the feeling of helplessness, powerlessness. And then maybe you think there is something is wrong with you. So you punish yourself, build a wall, keeping everyone out, afraid they might hurt you. You must protect yourself."

Kyle thought about his life going over all he could remember to answer the Lieutenant's questions. "Honestly I don't think I have been in a position like that, my whole life has been about fighting or protecting others." Walken paused as he scratched the side of his head. "But I do know of feeling helpless and alone, it wasn't long but I was a POW of the Gorn for two weeks. They keep me chained in the center of a room because they knew I would break all of their skulls. But deep down I knew how helpless I was, but I never blamed myself for what happened."

Kyle paused for a moment as he looked at T'Lara her words had to come from something that happens to her, "Well, a long time ago I learned that hiding behind a wall doesn't help anyone. There will always be cracks and holes things can slip through, and that is why people need others to rely on. People will always hurt each other, no matter how we evolve or things change people will always find a way to hurt them, but you find just as many who would stand at your side to be there for you."

She nodded. "It did to me. As a Vulcan we are taught to control our emotions, keep them in line. I could not anymore. I still can not sometimes."

"Well is there anything I can do to help with that?" He asks.

"That is very kind of you to offer, sergeant, but I think I can handle it for now." T'Lara replied.

"Alright Lieutenant, if you say so I won't press on the issue." Walken rubbed his wrist and shook his arm.

T'Lara stood quiet a moment, thinking, before she said, "Sergeant, how about we go for a drink. And you call me T'Lara and I call you...." She thought for a moment. "Kyle?"

Kyle wasn't expecting that, but it was something different. He was not used to calling Officers by their name unless it was proceeded by rank. "I think a drink would hit the spot right now, T'Lara."

"Computer end program." With that command the holodeck reverted to its none active state, Walken walked towards the arch waiting for T'Lara.

T'Lara followed him to the arch. "Would you mind lead the way? I have only just arrived and I don't know my way around yet."

"You got it T'Lara." Kyle was quick to lead her to the aft turbolift, the pair stepped on. "Deck Nine." The duo soon found themselves on the aft section of Deck nine. Walken leads her down a corridor and they soon find themselves at Hula's Bar & Lei Stand.

[Deck 9 - Aft Viewing Lounge: Hula's Bar & Lei Stand]

"We have arrived," Walken leans up against the bar and is quick to order two synthehols for himself. Kyle would normally go down to the barracks and grab his flask, not being a fan of Synthehol. He looked to T'Lara, "So why the sudden urge for a drink T'Lara?"

"I am confused about that as well. But I guess I found people talk more easier over a drink." She took the glass and looked at it. "I thought a ship as this one would have something more real to drink." She looked around. "And we're not in uniform."

"Well if they do have real ones on here I haven't found it yet, I mean I haven't been on this ship all that long either. But it's a good thing you choose a Marine. Give me a few minutes." Kyle pushed back the synthehol and left for a few minutes.

The Marine was gone for a short amount of time before Walken returned a bottle of Whiskey in hand. "It's nice to meet another on this ship who shares my thoughts on this fake stuff." He was back in his spot and opened the bottle pouring himself a glass.

"I served on a pirate ship," T'Lara explained, "They did not serve synthehol there." She grabbed the bottle of whiskey and looked at it. "That is more like it. She emptied her glass before filling it with whiskey. "Alcohol does not do much for me, but I know what real drinks taste like." She put the bottle back and drank put the glass on her lips. "Not bad." She said after taking a sip.

"Pirate eh? Sounds like you have had some crazy adventures in your life so far." Walken took a long drink from his whiskey. "Everyone has their own level of alcohol tolerance if nothing else I'm sure I could trade another one of the marines for something in future."

"Yes, crazy adventures, up until I was arrested. And I was only the chief doctor." She took another sip. "And I just meant this." Hit her glass gently against the bottle. "But you're right." She took another sip.

Walken tales another drink, "Why join up with pirates if you don't mind me asking?" Kyle locked eyes with T'Lara. "I'm curious to learn more about you."

"Because Starfleet had betrayed me," She simply said. She looked to her glass. "I did not think I would ever return." She thought for a moment. As a Vulcan it was hard for her to talk about her traumatic experiences.

"How did Starfleet betrayed you, sorry if I'm prying into things you don't need to answer me," Kyle spoke quietly not wanting to feel like he was pressuring her in answering his questions. Walken refills his glass as he waits.

T'Lara sighed and stared to her glass. She looked different now. She looked sad some how. "It was on my first assignment since leaving the academy. I Found out my best friend is my half sister and her father my biological father. I was kind of overwhelmed by that news. My superior on the dreadnought engaged in improper activities. I turned him down, he could not take it. I think you can imagine how he took it. Not good." She looked up to Kyle. "I reported him, but no one wanted to believe me. They even put me on report. My request for reassignment was denied, so I resigned. I could have gone to my biological father, he could have resolved the situation as he is an admiral. I just figured the issue could have been resolved without me involving family."

Walken listened in silence, he understood right away what had happened. If someone in Starfleet done something like that to his sister he wasn't sure if he could hold himself back from breaking the person who did it. Without think, he placed a hand on T'Lara's shoulder as a way to comfort her. "You don't need to worry about that here at least, I assume the Captain here is a good man not like I can vouch for someone I've never met. But I can promise the Marines here would not stand for that, I wouldn't stand for that."

"Thank you, Kyle, I appreciate that," She said as she tried to push the memories back that were resurfacing.

Kyle removes his hand from her shoulder and returns to his original position on the bar. He takes another drink of his whiskey before shaking his head slowly. "You okay?" He asked, he returned his gaze to her and she seemed to be upset not that he could tell with her being part Vulcan.

"I am alright," She lied, but she was able to hide her feelings well, being part Vulcan.

"Alright if you say you I trust you." He answered as he looked to the bottle of whiskey and then to his glass. He figured he should slow down so he waited to pour another. "Not gonna be a happy next couple of days," he commented about the upcoming campaign against the Gorn.

T'Lara just nodded. She was silent as she just looked to her glass. She wasn't sure what to say at this point. She tried to keep control of the overwhelming emotions boiling inside of her.

Kyle looks back to T'Lara and sees her focusing on her glass in silence, "T'Lara are you sure you're okay? You seem...distracted." Walken spoke quietly and was careful of what words he chooses not wanting to upset her. Bring up her past must have upset her at least that is what he thought.

T'Lara took a deep breath. "As a Vulcan we train hard to control our emotions, through meditation. But ever since I arrived on board I seem to find it difficult to control my emotions. I am sure it is just a side effect of the ordeal I went through before I returned to starfleet." She closed her eyes and tried to focus herself again.

Kyle set down his drink, he figured what the hell. "T'Lara, I'm going to ask you something and feel free to say no. If I'm not in a relationship before I'm deployed I have a habit of going up to someone I'm attracted to and asking them on a date. Consider it a good luck charm but I like to have someone to come back too, and it gives me the motivation to try and come back safe. So T'Lara would you mind going out to dinner with me once I come back after all this?"

She opened her eyes slowly when he asked that and put her hands down. For a moment she studied him carefully. Then she said, "I do not understand why you humans put so much attachment to these 'luck charms', but if it will help you, then I will of course go out to dinner with you when you come back."

"It's fine I'm used to...wait you said yes?" Kyle blinked in surprise in all his years of doing this no one had ever said yes to his request. "Well that is lovely, I guess it's just a human thing." He lifted his drink once more and held it up for a small cheers with T'Lara. "To making sure everyone comes back."

T'Lara took up her glass and hold it up as well before taking a sip. She put her glass down and got down from her stool. "Well, Sergeant, I am going to take my leave now. I am going to meditate and rest some. Thank you for the sparring, the drink, and the talk."

"Your welcome T'Lara." Walken set his drink down and got up as well. "I should get back to the barracks myself make sure they haven't torn the place down without my leadership." He joked as he took one last look at T'Lara. "Take care of yourself Lieutenant and if you ever need a sparring partner, a drinking buddy, or just someone to talk with. I'm normally around." He smiled warmly once more before he walked towards the door.


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Lieutenant T'Lara, Chief Medical Officer

Kyle Walken, Sgt, SFMC
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