Nat's face suddenly got a lot lighter than normal. "Wait. There's another possibility."
Sarah looked over, worried. "What?"
Nat looked over at Sarah. "They said they removed those nanites, correct? Is it safe to say they may have nanites of their own that they may have implanted us with? Maybe that's why Krystal somehow still got that Betazoid out of her head; the nanite was preventing him from doing anything to her that would compromise the mission at hand! Sure, they may let us go, but we won't be able to say or do anything about them if they become hostile later!"
Nat and Sarah went quiet when mirror Nat peeked around the corner of the door. "So are you coming or not?"
"Yea... they got the guns smart guy," Krystal deadpanned. "And until they can prove I'm not being controlled by you, we're gonna be in the brig for a bit."
Mirror Nat laughed. "Go ahead; shoot me. Watch what happens."
One of the guards set his phaser to stun and fired it at mirror Nat; his personal shielding deflected the attack back, stunning the guard in question.
"See? They can't stop us. Come on, let's go talk to Admiral Quinn, assuming he's in charge around here in your universe."
He started walking towards the admiral's office, deflecting phaser fire until all the guards had stunned or otherwise injured themselves with variously power phaser attacks.
"I am not at liberty to say," the Guard replied.
"Just wait it out guys," Krystal said. "Someone will come. And next time, don't just beam us over like you own the place."
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"Call me paranoid, but it is a possibility."
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Sarah looked over, worried. "What?"
Nat looked over at Sarah. "They said they removed those nanites, correct? Is it safe to say they may have nanites of their own that they may have implanted us with? Maybe that's why Krystal somehow still got that Betazoid out of her head; the nanite was preventing him from doing anything to her that would compromise the mission at hand! Sure, they may let us go, but we won't be able to say or do anything about them if they become hostile later!"
Nat and Sarah went quiet when mirror Nat peeked around the corner of the door. "So are you coming or not?"
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Nat spoke up. "ESD?"
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One of the guards set his phaser to stun and fired it at mirror Nat; his personal shielding deflected the attack back, stunning the guard in question.
"See? They can't stop us. Come on, let's go talk to Admiral Quinn, assuming he's in charge around here in your universe."
He started walking towards the admiral's office, deflecting phaser fire until all the guards had stunned or otherwise injured themselves with variously power phaser attacks.
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11 of 14 walked in with more guards, and looked a little surprised by the situation. She had them all taken the brig.
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Nat shrugged. "Could've asked for permission to beam down first?"
Mirror Nat chuckled. "I'll remember that for next time."
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Nat looked at the guards. "So are we gonna see somebody or not?"
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"Just wait it out guys," Krystal said. "Someone will come. And next time, don't just beam us over like you own the place."
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Nat started pacing. Sarah watched him anxiously.
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