[ussbansheec] Kill Shot
- From: Andy Maluhia <CaptainAndy@xxxxxxxxxx>
- To: ussbansheec@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
- Date: Sat, 07 Feb 2009 16:42:03 -0500
_Kill Shot_
By Aidoaneth & Aneirin S'Ghaladriel and M'rc'r'l Reynam
/"There are 4 kinds of Homicide: felonious, excusable, justifiable, and
praiseworthy."--Ambrose Bierce/
A strong man's hand held the little boy's, silently readjusting the
position of the boy's fingers on the knife. The boy's face was as sober
as any of his mother's people but the look in his eyes as he listened to
his father was not of those desert dwellers. It was excited, bright and
attentive, and he was having fun.
"Remember, child," the man said, his voice warm as he knelt next to the
boy. "If all you have is the kaleh then make your shot count. Once it
is thrown, you are unarmed and, if you miss, your opponent has your
kaleh. Only a fool dies by having his own weapon turned against him."
It took but a moment for a strong right hand to find the ornate knife at
its owner's waist, aim at its target, then throw. In that moment, as he
knew the throw would strike true, his father's words ran through his
head. The woman, had he missed, would surely have turned the knife on
him and then, Elements and Fates forefend, on Sabine.
He supposed it was naïve of him to think the woman would take his
discontinuation of the relationship calmly but there was no choice. A
Rihanha with no Name, with no House, was no Rihanha at all and he was
most definitely his father's son. That did not stop the woman from
confronting him and Sabine as they walked together on DSVP's promenade ,
as they talked of everything and anything. The woman was a tactical
officer; of course she had access to weapons. He just didn't think she
would actually threaten him, never mind Sabine, in public.
"Don't do it," he snapped, raising his voice to be heard over the
woman's ranting. The phaser moved, pointing toward him and away from
Sabine, and he took the opportunity to shove Sabine. "Go," he hissed.
"Run, Sabine. Go to your father or to mine. Just go!"
That was when he saw the mad woman turn her aim back in Sabine's
direction. He didn't look to see if Sabine had done as he asked. The
trained physician's eye saw the muscles in the woman's arm tense, saw
the finger start to move and, in less than a heartbeat, his kaleh was
thrown through the base of her throat and severing the spinal cord.
An island of calm now that his e'lev was safe, he waited, hands
patiently at his side, for station Security. He didn't move and barely
breathed then offered no resistance when they arrived along with a medic.
"Damn," the medic, a man with intense blue eyes, said with a low whistle
as he leaned to inspect the body. "That was a kill shot," he said with
no small amount of admiration and fascination. He looked up at the
Security officer who had his weapon trained on Aneirin. "Through the
trachea and straight on to the spinal cord, Lieutenant. If spinal cord
hadn't've done it, then exsanguination or suffocation would have."
The lieutenant shot the doctor an exasperated look. "Thanks for
colorful report, Dr. Reynam. Whatever would we do without you?"
"Be bored as hell," came the prompt reply. The doctor left the body to
stand in front of Aneirin, covered in bright red blood, vibrant eyes
looking him over from head to toe. He noted the pointed ears then
asked, "I can tell this isn't your blood but I would be remiss if I
didn't ask if you're injured."
"I'm fine," Aneirin said stiffly, his eyes darting sideways. He saw
Sabine still there and bit back a sigh. He wished that she hadn't seen
any of this.
"You're Aneirin tr'Ghaladriel?" the lieutenant asked as he read the PADD
his junior officer handed him. At Aneirin's slight nod, he shook his
head. "Sir, pending the investigation, I need to place you under arrest
for murder."
Aneirin looked at Sabine, his eyes sad. "I'm sorry, Sabine. Please
call my father."
--
Ua mau ke ea o ka `âina i ka pono `o Hawai'i
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