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"Thinking"
[previous post was "Explanations"]

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Setting: USS ANUBIS, Deck 2, Corridor
Stardate: 30151.0930

"Not only does she vanish from the ship but she comes back as a Lieutenant Commander *and* our new First Officer," Jayson voiced out loud as he and Ya'Han casually headed back to their quarters. "Where do I sign up for that deal?"

"I am sure that there is a great deal more about this situation than we are not aware of," the Chief of Security said as she stopped in front of the doors leading to her quarters.  "Starfleet is not known for giving promotions to its personnel without a valid and concrete reason."

"Unless you haven't noticed," the Chief of Operations huffed with a grin, "this is not the Starfleet that the rest of the galaxy sees.  We deal in secrets hidden in the shadows of places and people who do not officially exist. Intel is the name and discovering others' secrets is our game."

"As I recall, you weren't exactly against the senior staff going on board the MASQUERADE DREAMS for three full weeks," Ya'Han said, her hand having landed on her hips with force.  "That is not exactly a mission profile that would normally be given to an officer, let alone the full senior staff of a starship."

"My point exactly," Jayson said through a beaming smile.  "Now all I have to do is figure out a way to make Admiral by the end of this mission."

"Admiral! You?," Ya'Han gasped. "You wouldn't even know where to start with the requirements of that job." 

"It's a dirty job but someone's got to do it," Ensign Stark laughed as he continued on his way to his quarters leaving the Chief of Security alone and a little exasperated.

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Setting: USS ANUBIS, Ya'Han's Quarters
Stardate: 30151.0935

As the doors closed behind the Chief of Security, the black haired woman thought back as to what had been said.  Jayson had been right in his assessment of their roles as Officers on board the USS ANUBIS, an Intel ship that operated from a base that stood well outside of the normal channels of Starfleet.

As Ya'Han made her way back into the bedroom, she saw the exquisite gown that she had been wearing earlier and thought of the secret that she had, if only partially, shared with Sonja and Eve. Everyone it seemed had secrets, herself included, leaving the Chief of Security to wonder as to just how much time each one of them spent trying to figure out the truths the rest of the crew kept hidden.  The real question had been; was keeping these secrets from one another truly benefited them as a group?  The Captain needed to be aware of the full extent of his crew's history to insure that no surprised would spring up during a critical moment of a mission. The EXO needed to know so as to avoid potential conflicts between officers. The medical staff needed to know the truth about each officer's origines to insure that the proper treatment would be offered in the case of an emergency.

So, did it not make sense that as the Chief of Security she would be made aware of such secrets to insure that they would not present a potential risk to the ship and crew?  If in fact she *needed* to know the secrets of others, would it not be required of her to divulge her secrets to everyone else as well?  Secrets were by definition information kept hidden from others, and if this information was to be made available to everyone, they would no longer be secrets threatening to surface without warning.

With that thought in mind, the Chief of Security made her way back to the vacated living area, the furniture not having been moved back from her early morning need for room to dance. Ya'Han sighed as she contemplated the need to return the furniture to where it had originally been, if only to have quarters that she could use as more than a dance studio.

As she turned to see her own reflection in a nearby mirror, the purple haired Chief of Security continued to think about the secrets that she and everyone else held.  Maybe keeping such information hidden was not a good idea, but for the time being there had been little more she could do.  Brushing the royal locks of her hair which had cascaded over her shoulder, Ya'Han wondered if keeping her past a secret had been more for the sake of the crew or her own.

Her parents, her siblings, her people and even that Ferengi troll that she had been betrothed to had been far far away, well beyond their ability to reach her.  Maybe that would be enough for her to finally give up the secret that she tried so desperately to hide from her fellow shipmates.

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Hanali Han

Ensign Ya'Han
Chief of Security / Chief Tactical Officer
USS ANUBIS, NCC-18501