Ahh, Jean-Luc....how did you fumble me...?
Ahh, Jean-Luc....how did you fumble me...?
Hook, line and sink her....
Thank you Director, report to me with your findings when you are done.
Good, take her away and process her, make sure you clear it with Starfleet Intelligence as well, then interrogate her.
Shh!
*some time later she commed @fsadirector.bsky.social after she had...made herself presentable*
Director Carpenter, the prisoner is ready to be interrogated. You can take her now and...make sure she gets cleaned up...
Okay...
*she uncuffed her*
Well...I would be lying if I said I didn't find you attractive...
Good, any last questions before I summon Director Carpenter?
*she tried to avert her gaze from her legs, finding herself becoming strangely aroused*
I am, I give you my word...
Very good. So, here is what will happen, Director Carpenter will take you to be interrogated and after you've told us everything you already told Captain Kira we'll spread word about how you actually know more and are about to confess which will hopefully get Batanides and SI to pull rank once again
Well, to everybody you will have escaped from SI custody and I'm sure with your intel the resulting arrests will distract everyone and we'll just say that you slipped through our net and disappeared...
It means...that I will send you back to the Terran Rebellion to serve out your reduced sentence with them so you can see your wife and everything. Sound good?
I hope so...So does that mean you accept?
Yes, pretty much, but you'll only get one chance to use it to escape.
Probably in a replacement tooth filling.
Well, that is going to be more trickier...We're currently planning on giving you a combination explosive, although if we make one of the parts your clothing, then they will probably confiscate it and give you a prison uniform when you arrive which means you'll have to find some way to retrieve it...
Of course...Well, my assistant will inform Captain Kira and then she will inform your wife.
We'll implant a small tracking device in your skull that will show us where to find you assuming Batanides takes the bait and arranges for you to become Starfleet Intelligence's problem, then I'll arrange for your friends on Defiant to follow your transport at a safe distance till you arrive.
Then, I'd be willing to commute your sentence in return for your assistance in getting to Pressman and finding out what he knows and reporting it to me so we can start weeding out the cancer in Starfleet that is Section 31, after you have managed to get all that you can from him we'll extract you.
Also, we can assume that her heavy handed techniques haven't succeeded in anything but getting Pressman to clam up judging by the lack of Starfleet Intelligence pulling in any 31 prisoners.
Now this is where you come in. You say you despise 31 and wish to bring it down by any means?
Including your former mentor, one Erik Pressman, he has so far been the only one who has been willing to spill everything and his intel was vital in making several arrests...until Batanides got wind and scooped him up and whisked him off to god knows where...along every other 31 agent of import.
Now, according to various sources we have been able to glean there is still a strong 31 presence in Starfleet and we still do not know who all the players are because our best sources are either dead or have been snatched up by Admiral Batanides in her quest to destroy the organization.
You could...but it won't be easy...if you accept my proposal...
I understand that, but justice must be done, you killed over three-hundred people in twenty years for Section 31 and yourself and I cannot just let that slide, I'm very sorry about your wife and I'm genuinely aghast at what 31 did to you but...you can't slide stuff like that under the carpet...
*after she was gone, she turned to Commander O'Grady as she sat behind her desk*
So...the infamous Callie O'Grady, before me at last...What do you have to say for yourself?
Very well, thank you for your service in bringing her to justice, I won't forget it...
Good, nice to meet you Deputy. Cuff her to that chair and leave us...
*she indicated the chair in front of her desk as she shook Soong's hand*
Yes, I am, Mister Director, send her in.
Good, I'll see you in a few hours, good luck and don't let your guard down for a second around her or it could be the last mistake you make.
Louvois out.