Always a Bigger Fish - Part II
Posted on Tue Apr 28, 2026 @ 11:01pm by Civilian Geral Lasuma & Civilian H'Miia
1,296 words; about a 6 minute read
Mission: Jubilee
[PREVIOUSLY]
Lasuma looked back to H'Miia, "Do you recognize them?"
"No..."
"They're V'Lashi. Go back to the Box, and stay out of sight. I know you have no problem doing that."
[CONTINUED]
"Yes sir...thank you."
Meanwhile...On the Promenade
The Vulcan and Ferengi pair had left the bar and were back on the promenade and were strolling without care as they approached Lasuma's shop.
While they were several store fronts away a woman approached them. "Please come with me gentlemen." Whispering low enough that only a Vulcan could hear her. "Mr. Geral sends his greetings."
The trio entered another shop and without looking to a speaking with anyone they entered the back room storage. After checking a display, she opened a hatch and led them into what was the station's own large maintenance corridor.
Looking to his partner "You use the stations own service areas against them?"
"Only when needed. We have to make sure there isn't any work in the area but it comes in handy from time to time."
A few moments later they emerged into the back of the kitchen for Lasuma's and the pair was directed up the spiral steps.
At the top of the stair Sha’rae greeted them. "Welcome. Right this way."
As the entered Lasuma's office Dorian was returning and followed Shar into the office at took up a protective position.
Krinn's head turned slightly as he took note of Dorian and looked back at Lasuma, smirking.
[Box of Delights]
Having received an anomalous tip that was deemed credible enough for investigation, Biers & Teagar were rerouted to the Box to check it out. Regrur & Erehril were talking with a nearby merchant and would join the other two if needed.
H'Miia had made her way back to the Box and was on the upper office level and glance over to the two bruisers from her former employer. She had fled to escape that life but no matter where she went it always seemed to follow her. At least her she had allies to help her.
Glancing back to Harry, she nodded before stepping away from the rail and headed back to her office. She wanted to go down and watch them dragged off, but if they saw her and there was the slightest bit of recognition... She could watch things from her office.
On the lower levels things had been set in motion and a well-timed accident was about to take place.
Harry, the burly Gorn watched, ready to move even as security officer drew closer.
His head tilted to towards them as he heard the commotion. A server collided accidentally with another sending several drinks onto the intended targets. Things exploded from there.
The two bolted to their feet even as apologies were uttered and compensation offered.
As expected they were having none it and one server was shoved back into a table of dock workers spilling their drinks on them and the fight was on.
Harry hissed a shout to the officers as he moved towards the fray. "SHHeekurityyy!"
The two gold-shirts mostly ignored the commotion around them. Places like the Box of Delights generally had their own method for dealing with small fights. Regardless, the escalation did call for backup.
Biers tapped his badge.
=/\=Twelve-A requesting assistance.=/\=
Regrur's voice came through almost immediately. =/\= En route. Eta, 3 minutes. =/\=
Another nearby team chimed in, announcing they were moving towards the upper entrance.
Biers & Teagar pushed through towards the Gorn.
"We're looking for a tattooed Vulcan and a Ferengi. There's reason to believe they're here at the Box."
[Lasuma's]
Lasuma sat at his desk with Sha'rae to his side and Dorian, behind their 'guests' ready to move if needed.
Krinn leaned back, unconcerned about Lasuma's bodyguard "You've been doing well for yourself Mr. Geral."
Lasuma waved it off, "I was in the right place, at the right time and..."
Krinn leaned forward, interrupting. "And you not only failed to consider the impact on the V'Lashi, but.." spreading his hands as he sat back, "...failed to share these opportunities with your old friends."
"And how is old Sarad doing these days?"
"Dead. Morta Velnyg is now running things."
"Morta? Really? Well, you can add a failure to honor his ascension to my infractions. What does the V'Lashi want to make things right?"
Krinn's eyes narrowed, he was being too accommodating. However, even though he was only here to inform, if he could return with an adequate solution it would raise his prestige and position.
==Promenade==
Out on patrol, it was Jali's nature to keep watch over things. This was a larger station and even larger promenade. However, her olfactory senses were rather sharp, she could pick up scents of those around. Her nickname at one point was Bloodhound.
She had heard the notice that something might be hinky, Jali was all for checking it out.
[Box of Delights]
Harry's clawed hands dug into the arms of the two thugs he had been told to deal with. The small brawl that had broken out was being cleaned up by him and his fellow bouncers. His people were restraining or offing assistance to the others while the other staff helped clean things up.
Dragging the two to the officers approaching. "Nooooo, Vuuullcan or Ferengiii. Theessse two caussse brawl."
The two security guards each grabbed one person.
"We'll take you down to security. If there's no prior record or active warrants, you're free to go. Standard policy for infractions such as this is a 5 day ban from the establishment."
Biers then turned to Harry.
"Should they wish anything more, your boss can submit a formal request to the Department. They have 24 hours to submit a request, and we have an additional 24 hours from receiving it to respond."
(optional Tag: Harry)
Team 12-B met their counterparts at the entrance. "Need anything else?"
Teagar glanced at the room behind them, already returning to a sense of normality.
"Not our main suspects, but you take the hand you're dealt."
Regrur mentally pulled up a schematic of the surrounding area. There was a side corridor, that went mostly unused, just down the hall.
"We can set up overwatch for 10 minutes. Have 4-A do the same up top. Just in case our friends got spooked."
Considering the proposal, the Bolian agreed to it.
"Won't hurt anything. Thanks."
[Lasuma’s]
Lasuma looked at Krinn, apparently his pleasantries were not of interest the Vulcan before him. "You're right. I was negligent. I got caught up in the moment and the spoils my new revenues had brought in. What can I do to make amends?"
Krinn's head tilted and turned to the side as he kept his eyes on the Bajoran. "Tell me about the Teralians."
Lasuma leaned back, ginning. "Arrogant, self-centered, decadent, and opulent. "As long as they see a profit they tend to turn an eye to other considerations. In addition to their system being ripe with dilithium they have a world in their system the is entirely encaged...a prison planet. They house the criminals from their client systems, at a considerable fee, and the prisoners, and any descendants, mine, refine, grow crops, produce a wide variety of products."
"Any you have an exclusive trade agreement with them."
Lasuma nodded his head with a smile. "And they are very strict when it comes to abiding to their agreements. They had only had two encounters with anyone from Federation space and those had been with Starfleet. So, when I was ask to help, meeting someone that spoke the language of commerce was a welcomed surprise. I offered them extensive new markets for their goods. They jumped at the opportunity and are hungry for the products from our side of the border."
(To be continued...)
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