Cali was sitting her cell looking at the lovely decoratively blank gray walks, when she heard the tromp of boots. The door to her cell swung open, and Reil was unceremoniously tossed inside. Cali sighed as she helped him to his feet, and then to the cot.
“I take it securing our release is not going as planned?”
Reil winced as he laid down.
“I may’ve hit a snag or two, but overall, I think things are going in the right direction.”
Cali was skeptical.
“How d’ya figure?”
Reil propped himself up on his elbows.
“Well for one, they haven’t shot me yet. And two, now we’re in a cell together.”
Cali looked at the one person cot that Reil fully occupied, and then made a sweeping gesture at the rest of her cell which was barren.
“Yeah, this is a huge improvement; now one of us will be sleeping on the floor, rather than comfortably in a cot.”
“Firstly, these cots aren’t that comfortable. And I’d suggest sharing the bed, but having the guards outside would make it more than a little awkward.”
Cali tried her best to look serious.
“Why, Mr. Reil! I’m just not that kind of girl. It’s most improper before you to speak of things like that before you’ve even broken me out of jail. Ungentlemanly even.”
Reil smiled as he laid back down.
“My apologies, I forget myself. Of course it’s improper of me to say that to a lady of such virtuous and moral upbringing.”
Cali stuck her tongue out and pushed Reil’s legs to one side so she could sit on the cot. Cali looked pensive for a moment then frowned. Reil arched an eyebrow.
“You know if you’re that worried about it, you could probably ask our guards for a second cot.”
Cali looked confused for a second.
“Huh? No, it’s not that. I thought the bacta smell had finally gone away, but now I smell it again.”
Reil grinned sheepishly.
“Oh, that’s probably me.”
Concern crept into Cali’s voice.
“Reil, why would you smell of bacta?”
“Well the obvious answer is that I was in a tank of bacta, so the better question is why did I need to be submerged in bacta.”
Cali glared at Reil.
“Why were you in a tank of bacta!?”
“Presumably to stop the bleeding, the medical droid described it as dermal fracturing, but thankfully I was unconscious at that point. . .”
“Damn it Reil! You told me you’d be fine, ‘cause you were going to co-operate with them!”
Reil held up his hands defensively.
“I am co-operating! I told our freshly promoted captor all about Tam and the Disruptor.”
Cali bit back her frustration through clenched teeth.
“Then why’d they torture you?”
Frustration replaced concern completely as Cali felt her blood pressure rise.
“Reil, if you don’t start making sense soon, I’m going to kill you myself.”
“Hey, I was the one who was hurt, why do you get to be mad at me?”
“Because. . . I just. . . Shut up, and tell me what happened.”
Reil sighed helplessly.
“I can’t do both.”
“Apparently you can’t do either.” Cali snapped.
“Touche`. “ Reil’s grin faded as he reminisced about his recent brush with death, “Tam’s onboard the ship. He came to visit me in the cell, and then just went insane and tried to kill me with his mind powers.”
Cali massaged her temples as she tried to take it all in.
“Tam . . . is on the ship, and he wants to kill you?”
“That is correct.”
Cali struggled to make sense of everything.
“Why. . ?”
“On the ship? Not in a cell? Trying to kill me?” Reil offered helpfully.
“All good questions. Unfortunately I don’t know the answer to any of them. Tam mumbled something about me upsetting his plans or some such, but honestly I have no idea what set him off. I get the feeling he’s slightly crazier than when we left him. I think Fi might have dumped him again.”
Cali got to her feet.
“How can you be so calm about this?”
“It isn’t easy,” Reil confessed, “I had to be put on some pretty good pain medication to get this relaxed.”
“So you’re not in any pain?”
Reil considered the question.
“Actually, I am still kinda sore, but I don’t mind it now. Remind me later to try and get the name of this stuff.”
“Great Reil, you lie there and be all euphoric, and I’ll just fend off the insane telepathic teenage killer by my lonesome.”
Reil swung his legs off the cot and sat up.
“Firstly, I think that might make a decent band name. And secondly, fend him off with what? We don’t have any weapons, and he doesn’t need to be anywhere near us to attack us. Hell, maybe he could even use the ship against us or something. I hate to be pessimistic about our odds of survival should Tam get in another murderin’ mood, but unless the guard outside is actually willing to protect us, which I’m not sure he is, then we are frakked.”
Cali laughed bitterly.
“I bet you regret looking after me in the hospital now.”
“Because before, being with you was such a picnic? I’m not crazy about all the time I’m spending in jail. Or the attempted murder. But I don’t regret going back for you.”
Cali sat down beside Reil.
“That’s sweet. Terminally stupid, but sweet.”
Zealos Reil thought he was hot
so he left the sim-pod cold
on his eighth mission he got shot
and that's all there is to be told.
Draw your own conclusions rookies.