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Chapter 11: An Incident
The entire breakdown of how to play took only a couple mock playthroughs by holodeck characters, which amounted to only about fifteen minutes, before Erra, Tanis, and Taka agreed they understood the rules. Taka wasn’t sure about how well that would turn out, but it was a fairly simple game, this volleyball. Through the computer, it was decided that Tanis would be the one to start the game off with the serve.
Taka looked over her shoulder as Tanis threw the ball up and smashed it. Taka’s eyes followed it as it sailed over the net into Jena’s arms as she set it up. Erra knocked it back in the air as Taka jumped up to block the hammered ball from Jena. It bounced back and Erra dived into the sand, saving them from losing the point. Jena set it back up for Erra to slam it down, narrowly missing Taka’s fingers. Tanis dove for the ball but didn’t make it.
Tanis rose, covered in sand. “Damn, damn, damn.” She slapped the sand off herself as she retrieved the ball.
“So, Jena, your accent, I haven’t heard it before,” Taka said. “At least, not that I recall.”
“It’s a strange blend,” Jena replied. She accepted the volleyball from Tanis. “I’m Nigerian by birth.” She passed the ball off to Erra. “My mother was Nigerian, I was born in Lagos, fluent in both Hausa and English. My father was English, though, born in Manchester, England. I caught a little of both accents, I guess.” She nodded at Erra to serve.
The ball sailed over the net and Taka moved to set it. Her force was apparently too much, the ball flying high and backwards, causing Tanis to have to back up and knock it forward for Taka, who spiked it over Erra’s fingers. For a moment, it looked like it was going to be a point.
Then Jena seemed to appear from nowhere, drilling into the sand and keeping the ball in the air. Erra bounced it back over the net, giving Jena enough time to rise from where she dove. A bloody streak along her left arm. She shook her head, bouncing the ball of her forearms to Erra, before painfully spiking it off Erra’s set. Taka’s blue fingers deflected it back, bouncing it off Jena’s head. It landed on the ground and the computer controlled scoreboard registered a point for Taka’s team.
Jena shook her head, gave a curse, but offered a smile to Taka. “Not exactly the way it’s supposed to go, but that was good.” Erra retrieved the ball and handed it off to Jena. “I’ve been wanting to ask, what happened at Io?”
Silence gripped the beach.
“Why do you ask?” Tanis finally broke the silence.
“It just seems that there’s a lot of bad blood regarding it,” Jena said, glancing between Taka and Erra. “Especially…” she trailed, realizing she didn’t need to say anything.
“The situation was an accident and creation beyond anyone’s control,” Straala stated from the sideline.
“Can we continue?” Erra snapped.
Jena nodded at Tanis and Taka. Taka took the ball and stepped to the back of the ‘court’, rolling the ball around in her hand as the guilt of her actions on Io took hold of her again. There was nothing that she could do about it, but the incident aways came back to her, like some bizarre rubber band that wouldn’t let go.
She served the ball. It was a weak one, barely over the net, perfectly to Erra, who reacted quickly and easily, bouncing it up to Jena’s set. The Bajoran slammed it back over the net, to Tanis’ forearms. The ball bounced off as Taka hurried to set it back up for Tanis to spike it over the net.
Sand kicked up as Jena hurried to get the ball, sending it over to Erra, who set it up for Jena, who slammed it over the net. Taka bounced it up, over to Tanis, who set it for her to spike it over the net again. The exchange continued, back and forth, over the net in a strange rhythm, their spectators impressed with the display - especially since only Jena had known what the game was about.
It ended with a quick smash from Taka, the ball sailing into the ground in front of the net as Erra and Jena were near the middle. Erra cursed angrily as she grabbed the ball. The fact that Jena had brought up the Io Incident had irritated and pissed her off.
“What actually happened?” Jena repeated her question.
Erra’s eyes glared at her as she angrily stormed up to the net. She handed the ball to Tanis without throwing it at her, before moving back to the other side of the court. Taka’s eyes fell sadly as she turned to Jena.
“Red Squad was out on Io in a training course, survival in relative zero-G,” Taka said. She swallowed uncomfortably. “During the course, two Birds-of-Prey surprised the Poltava in orbit. She managed to fight them off with severe damage to herself, but one of them crashed into Io’s surface.” She swallowed uncomfortably again. “I was Cadet Captain at the time and I made a call, trying to impress the Admirals, thinking with eyes for the rank and not the brains I needed. I ordered Erra to get us into the ship, which she did, but the damage done to the Bird-of-Prey rendered the consoles all but unusable and-”
“I ended up having the skin on my hands melted and, when the console exploded, I ended up with the scars you see and some you don’t,” Erra growled. “All the while, no one else suffered the fate. And all because of your hubris.” She shook her head. “There should never have been any question of it, we shouldn’t have tried getting into the ship, we shouldn’t have gone close to it. We should have gone back to the Poltava, contacted Starfleet, and let them take care of it!”
Silence enveloped them as they moved back to their positions. The ball was served and Jena deflected it upwards to Erra, who set it back to Jena, pounding it down at the ground. Taka slid under it, bouncing it back to Jena, who knocked it over the net to Erra. She sent it to Jena, who set it to Erra. She took milliseconds to glance in the direction of the net as she jumped to intersect the ball in the air.
Her lips curled into a cruel smile as she saw Taka there. She slammed the ball down, over Taka’s outstretched hands, directly into Taka’s face, the ball bouncing off her as blood splashed across it and the back of the Andorian’s hands. A cry of pain split the scenery and the game was forgotten as the Acting Executive Officer dropped back to the ground, blue blood trailing down the front of her face.
“The Hell was that?” M’Akl growled, hurrying over to Taka’s side.
“You broke her nose!” Tanis snapped. She leaned Taka’s head back and glared at Erra.
“I said have fun, not break someone’s nose!” Jena snapped.
“It was an accident,” Erra said, raising her hands. “That’s all.”
“And my name’s Nirak!” Tanis snapped. She shook her head.
“Nirak?” Erra ask, cocking her head.
“Fool in Vulcan, from-”
“Be quiet, Straala!” Taka wheezed.
“Computer, arch!” Tanis said, continuing to glare at Erra as she led her girlfriend towards the door and out of the holodeck. “Come on, let’s get you to Sickbay.”
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