Payment

By Blacknblue (aka Bluenblack)

Disclaimer: I don’t own Star Trek. I wrote this for fun. Anyone is free to download and/or redistribute this story as long as you keep it complete and intact, and as long as you don't make any money from it.

Note: Vulcan terms used in this story were taken from the online Vulcan Language Dictionary, the Vulcan Language Institute, or I made them up myself.

A/N: I don't know if I am the first to bring this subject up. But it does seem unlikely to me that Vulcan eyes would be well adapted to seeing clearly through water or fog.

(Warning: This chapter contains a scene of violence with adult subject matter. Most of this story is fairly tame, actually, despite being set in the Mirror Universe. However this chapter addresses some adult issues including sex and domestic violence. The people of the Mirror Universe are not the same as the characters in the RU. Think of them as identical twins, who have been raised by different parents under completely different conditions. Life is hard where they live, and some of them are not very nice people. You have been warned.)

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Chapter 14:

The smoke was noxious with the stench of smoldering insulation, burning lubricant, and scorched blood from beings that used iron, copper, manganese, and several other minerals for oxygen binding. The ceiling of the bunker had caved in across two thirds of the area, and bodies in various degrees of dismemberment were strewn over consoles and sprawled across the floor. Soft shadows drew a merciful veil over the scene, as the only light came from the few scattered emergency lamps that had not been shattered by the torpedo blasts.

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By Caveman (aka Blacknblue aka Bluenblack) and Distracted

Genre: Action Adventure and Romance

Rating: PG-13

Disclaimer: We don’t own the Star Trek universe. We just go there to play. Honest. We do, however, own our original characters and story ideas. You are welcome to borrow them, as long as no money changes hands. If we can’t make anything from this, nobody else gets to either.

Summary: Selim’s friendship with Raijiin gets him into serious trouble, Archer has to confront his fears, a very perplexed Daniel Johansen gets some words of wisdom from Trip Tucker, and Lerteiran takes on new passengers.

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(Note: I have been getting swamped with spambots lately. As a result, I have switched over to "moderated" comments. I have no intention of editing anyone. I just want to make sure that a real person has posted before I let a comment go live. Otherwise I fine myself providin free advertising for everything from water heaters to penis enlargement. I promise, comments will go up ASAP and they will not be altered in any way.)

By the Caveman

Disclaimer: I don’t own Star Trek. I wrote this for fun. Anyone is free to download and/or redistribute this story as long as you keep it complete and intact, and as long as you don't make any money from it.

Note: Vulcan terms used in this story were taken from the online Vulcan Language Dictionary, the Vulcan Language Institute, or I made them up myself.

Genre: Drama/Adventure

Rating: G

Chapter 13:

T’Pol drew herself upward with her left arm until her face pressed firmly against the top of the cage.Her right arm, torso, and both legs hung straight downward in a perfect vertical line. She held still for exactly thirty seconds, and then allowed her arm to straighten slowly. Switching hands, she repeated the movement with her right arm and held it for another thirty seconds. Then she allowed her arm to straighten and finally dropped the few centimeters to the deck.

To her intense disgust, her shoulders were registering sensations of fatigue. Slight, but quite noticeable.Two hundred repetitions of a one armed pull-up should have been effortless for her, especially under Terran gravity. She had certainly permitted herself to deteriorate into a shameful state.This was unacceptable, and rectifying the situation took top priority.

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By the Caveman and Distracted

Genre: Action Adventure and romance

Rating: PG-13

Disclaimer: We don’t own the Star Trek universe. We just go there to play. Honest.

We do, however, own our original characters and story ideas. You are welcome to borrow them, as long as no money changes hands. If we can’t make anything from this, nobody else gets to either.

Summary: Daniel and T’Riss explore the ramifications of Human/Vulcan relations aboard the Lerteiran, Jonathan Archer deals with his own deficits in interpersonal skills and, on the Sehlat, Senek and Raijiin offer Damin a job.

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"Does everyone in the quadrant know about the Romulans being ex-Vulcans except us?” demanded Daniel as he sat at tactical on the bridge of the Lertieran.“The Orions have to know it. They do business with the Romulans. And the Klingons are right next door to them. If the Klingons don't know they’re blind. Only Vulcan's closest allies aren't allowed to know things like this, I guess.”

At the co-pilot’s station, T'Riss turned her head away, at a loss to explain Daniel’s sudden anger. After their conversation the previous evening, she’d thought that they were beginning to establish a rapport. Now she was wary of even looking at him, he seemed so volatile. It was understandable that he would feel threatened by not having complete information about a potential enemy,she supposed, but he was acting as if the revelation of the Romulans’ kinship to Vulcan were a personal betrayal.

Thoughtful silence reigned in the control room for a while. Then Daniel shook his head and keyed several commands. “Sehlat has gone to warp.” He paused. “Now, Enterprise.”

"All hands and passengers brace for warp,” Jenrali announced over the com.After his last unannounced set of maneuvers three of the eight remaining paying passengers had demanded a transfer to the Sehlat, a refund of their fares, and reimbursement for their medical bills, leaving Lertieran with only five of fourteen available passenger berths occupied.Bringing finances into the picture had made the captain slightly more conscientious of the welfare of others.

Nevertheless, by sheer conditioned reflex Daniel and Sehlra grabbed for the nearest solid anchors and held on with death grips that weren't really necessary anymore. Daniel had recently informed T’Riss that, after all the retrofitting and engine tuning lately, Lerteiran no longer fell into warp “like a watermelon dropped onto a sidewalk”. Now, she slidinto warp “with the smooth grace of a walrus wallowing its way into the surf”. He, at least, was of the opinion that this was a tremendous improvement.

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Disclaimer: I don’t own Star Trek. I wrote this for fun. Anyone is free to download and/or redistribute this story as long as you keep it complete and intact, and as long as you don't make any money from it.

Note: Vulcan terms used in this story were taken from the online Vulcan Language Dictionary, the Vulcan Language Institute, or I made them up myself.

Genre: Romance

Rating: G

Description: This is an afterthought to my series "The Road Once Traveled". In that series, I initiated a situation in which Trip volunteers to act as matchmaker between Anna Hess and Kov, the V'Tosh Katur aboard the Vahklas that he befriended in Season 1. This stand-alone short story is intended to tie up that loose end and show how things worked out.

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Anna Hess came out of the shower in a robe, toweling off her hair. The message indicator on her terminal was flashing and she grinned. “Maybe, finally.” She hurried over to the seat and pulled up her inbox. “Yes!” He had finally answered. She took a deep breath and held it for a moment. Then she selected the message from Kov and sat back to hear his response to her letter.

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There is a basic principle in christian theology. Theologists describe this by saying, "We are not sinners because we sin, we sin because we are sinners." This seems pretty simple and straightforward to me. I mean, think about it for a moment.

When my children got old enough to start asking, "Daddy, why do people do bad things?" I told them that everyone is born wild, just like a fox, or a deer, or a wolf. We are not domesticated animals. We are still feral. As we grow up, we have to tame each other. The process of taming is called civilizing. It is what parents and society are supposed to do with a child when they teach it right and wrong,. But sometimes, they don't get the job done right, so the person grows up still part-wild. And they act like a wild animal because they still ARE part wild animal.

My kids nodded and went on their way. It seemed that a three or four year old had no trouble grasping this concept. So why do so many supposedly rational adults, particularly politicians, seem blind to it? 

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Watch it. Think about it. Shake your head in disbelief perhaps. Unfortunately, I have no trouble believing it. Sadly.

The word is treachery, plain and simple.





. If we had a president that put our country first, even if he was a flaming left winger, I could stand it. But this guy is unacceptable.

Kid, 19 years old, couple of blocks from here. Life in the big city, etc.

Maybe they are just trying to keep the guns hot to warm their hands. This global warming is freezing my ass off. It is entirely too dern cold to be the ninth of May. cloudy, windy, and COLD today. The kind of bone chilling dampness that sinks into your soul and makes you think of ancient wrongs and dishes left unwashed.

*shudder*

An ambulance chaser sent me a nice, full color brochure today, and another chiropractor's office, a matched pair of them this time, sent me a two page spiel about delayed symptoms and offering to put me though the wring with a full barrage of tests and stick it to the other guy's insurance company. How could I possibly resist such a tempting offer? *sarcasm*

I'm just too cheerful today. I should settle down before I break something.

It seems that the mother who claims her son was being abused by the Patriot Act may have been running a scam.

*Choke*
*Gag*
*Puke*

I hate the taste of crow. But go ahead. Fling all the stones you want. I may have been unfair to the... to... the... you know... the... THOSE GUYS.

Damn it.

License plate censorship challenged in highest court

A Chicago-based public-interest law firm is appealing to the U.S. Supreme Court to crack down on censorship of statements by the pro-life movement, specifically the request to have a "Choose Life" specialty license plate in Illinois.

The case could provide one of the first opportunities for the high court to comment directly on the abortion-promoting position President Obama has adopted, since he played a role in the development of the case at hand.

The 9th U.S. Circuit Court of Appeals ruled last year that authorities in Arizona were not allowed to censor a "Choose Life" message from a program that allows special interest groups to obtain license plates with their slogans.

But a ruling from the 7th U.S. Circuit Court of Appeals disagreed, the Thomas More Society noted.

"We expected that this issue would have to be resolved by the U.S. Supreme Court," said Tom Brejcha, president of the Thomas More Society and chief counsel for the case.

"The right of Arizona citizens to purchase 'Choose Life' specialty plates was recently upheld by the 9th Circuit Court of Appeals, which ruled that denial of the plates constituted 'viewpoint discrimination.' The 7th Circuit held the contrary, yet the First Amendment must mean the same thing throughout the entire United States."...

...Obama, then an Illinois state senator, became involved when state officials were building roadblocks for the "Choose Life" campaign. To defeat the request, related bills introduced in the Illinois General Assembly were diverted to a special subcommittee, where they died without any hearings.

The committee was headed at that time by Obama...