To Boldly Go
Location: Captain's Ready Room
OOC: This takes place just after Woman in Black.
When the mysterious woman was securely and safely locked in the Brig, Edra took the Turbolift up to the Bridge. Not only was she confused by what had happened, she was a tad annoyed that Henry hadn't given any more of an explanation. As the lift doors opened, she remembered a time when she had been left out of the loop because of supposed Secret level protocols. She hadn't liked it then, and she certainly wouldn't like it if this was going to be all the explanation she got.
Crossing the Bridge, she rang the chime on the Ready Room door and entered when it opened. He, of course, was already seated at his desk, eyes on his computer. Taking a breath, she sat and waited for him to look at her.
His eyes slid to her. "Problem?"
She shook her head slightly as she responded, "I was waiting for you to finish what you're doing." She gave him a small smile. Too many times starting off on the wrong foot had only made a hard conversation longer. So she hoped her tone and posture were neutral as she gestured to the computer.
He set the PADD down, turning fully towards her. "What's on your mind?"
She tried hard not to crack, but it really was frustrating when he acted like nothing had just happened. "Do you really not know, or have any idea?" As much as it could have been, it wasn't a snarky question, but an honest one.
"What? The prisoner? She's a religious fanatic and a terrorist. We're taking her to Earth and then she's someone else's problem."
That hardly seemed like the information they were looking for. "Is that all? I was left with the impression you'd somehow gotten the answers to all your questions, but if that's all you came away with, I'm wondering if it was worth it." This was the reason she was no good at things like this. It made no sense to her.
"The Counselor did a very good job in making the woman expose her aims. Trying to scare us into evacuating several sectors so she could form some kind of religious territory. She'll get convicted of the attack on the freighter and on us and I'm sure she'll either go to prison or a nuthouse."
"And what if we're wrong? We never actually heard her message."
"We'd just be feeding into her delusions."
"What if they're not delusions? We can't make that conclusion on so little information."
"You really think we need to conduct a massive evacuation based on the ramblings of some crazy woman?"
"What qualifications do you have to certify her crazy?" she asked calmly.
"She's a murderer who when questioned makes vague threats, and thinks she's a messenger for a higher power."
"That doesn't answer my question."
He leaned back in his chair. "Why are you agitated?"
She raised a brow, "I thought I'd remained rather calm this whole time. What makes you think I'm agitated?"
"Because I know you and this woman is under your skin. Do you want me to go get her message? It's not going to matter either way but if you want, I will."
Edra sat closer, placing her forearms on the desk, hands folded. "I want us to be more sure of the conclusions we're making. Maybe she is a radical, but that doesn't mean the threat isn't real. Yeah, she got to me, because our family--blood and otherwise--is out here, and I can't just dismiss what she's said. However, if you're going to go down there already convinced you're right, then it's a waste of time." She paused, "But if it's safe, I would like to hear what her message is."
"Alright, I'll see what she has to say."
She nodded. "I'd like to watch, if I may."
He nodded. "No time like the present."
She stood up with him and followed him toward the door. "And maybe after, we have an evening to ourselves?" she asked with a grin.
"I think that can be arranged."