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TITLE: Masques
AUTHOR: Tina Price
TYPE: Story
RATING: PG
DISCLAIMERS: Earth - Final Conflict,all characters and images therein are
the property of the Tribune Entertainment Company.
Several characters appearing in this story are my own creation. Any similarity
with anyone living or dead is purely coincidental.
SPOILERS: none
NOTES: This story takes place a few weeks after the episode entitled, "Through
the Looking Glass". My other stories, "Striving to Become", "The Lesser of
Two Evils", "The Outsiders" and "Reflections of the Day" should be read first.
This story is based upon
my own idea of what is happening in the EFC universe. I am in no way receiving
'privileged information'. As always, advice, criticism
and kudos are always welcomed.
PREVIEW: Boone possesses several different faces; the one he shows to the
Resistance, the one he presents to the Companions
and one he wears in public. Since Kate's death, only one being has glimpsed
the true face behind his many masks. Has Da'an learned
enough about this day-to-day human deception to be able turn the tables on
Zo'or?
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Masques
by Tina Price <TinaP@prodigy.net>
Boone leaned back in his chair and glanced
surreptitiously at his watch. It was 22:10 and the last hour had already
seemed to have gone on for an eternity.
He hated meetings like this -
everyone fighting to have their own say about something, but nobody sticking
to the purpose for the actual meeting. Every time he or Doors got the
conversation back on track, someone would suddenly change the subject again.
"Look, Ilene, we'll discuss that
another time," Doors corrected one of their scientists, as she brought up
the need for more supplies for the third time. "We are here to discuss the
feasibility of developing a vaccine which would destroy CVI motivational
imperative without otherwise damaging the implant."
Conversation around the large
conference table stopped again.
Boone had had enough. Rising to
his feet, he addressed the group.
"Since nobody seems to have any
opinion on this subject - one way or the other, I move that we pick this
conversation up next time."
There was a general air of agreement
around the table as people nodded their heads or muttered 'Thank-goodness'
under their breath.
Boone sat down, but was not about
to end the meeting just yet.
"Very well. Now that that's been
taken care of, and since I happen to be the only person left at this table
who hasn't made a personal request during this meeting..."
"Get on with it," Augur interrupted
him. "I have places to be and things to do!"
"Your date waited this long. It
can keep another twenty minutes," Boone snapped as he pointed a finger at
the techno-wizard.
Everyone but Doors laughed at
the exchange. The millionaire sat there with his fingers steepled before
him and merely stared impatiently at Boone, who again rose to his feet to
address the table.
"I've brought up this subject
before," he began. "but things are beginning to come to a head and it must
now be seriously addressed.
Da'an is the only Taelon we know
of who cares what happens to the human race. As many of you already know,
he and I have a sort of bond which makes it extremely hard for me to hide
information from him. He has been aware of my involvement in this organization
for a while now, and has gone out of his way to keep that knowledge to himself."
Boone walked around the table,
coming to a stop next to Lili. "Lili here, will back me up when I say
that he has proven that his loyalty lies not with his race's agenda, but
with a higher ideal. He is a powerful ally and I believe we must provide
him with some protection. We cannot afford to lose him."
"What exactly is it that you're
suggesting?" came Doors' gravelly voice.
"Lili and I are currently his
contacts, but if we should be off on an assignment when he receives important
information, or if he is threatened by his own people, he should have a means
of contacting this organization."
"You want to give him a direct
line to us?" Doors was incredulous.
"Or one or two other contacts,"
Lili answered as she too rose to her feet. "We can't risk losing Da'an! If
he wanted to crush us, he could have had his people obliterate this site
from orbit - that's how much he already knows."
Boone winced at the information
Lili had spilled even as Doors jumped to his feet and slammed his palms down
on the table. The look he fixed the implant with was deadly.
"You gave away the location of
this facility....and you didn't even tell us??!!" Doors' face became beet
red with ire. "Just who the hell do you..."
"It wasn't Boone," Lili broke
in.
Doors rounded on her. "What?"
"It wasn't Boone who gave away
the location," Lili said in a small voice, looking like a trapped mouse.
"It was me. I...didn't let it slip intentionally. It's just that Da'an and
I..."
"Lili," Boone said gently, as
he gripped her arm. "You don't have to do this..."
She met his eyes. "Yes I do. It's
time to be honest about it. It's not right for you to keep trying to protect
me like this!" Turning back towards her fellow Resistance members, Lili
continued. "Da'an and I spent a long time in the Appalachians and as you
all know, he saved my life. What you don't know is that he and I engaged
in a Taelon ritual called 'sharing'. It was a telepathic meeting of the minds
which allowed us to see beyond the external and come to truly know each other.
I didn't realize just how much he would actually learn until much later on."
Lili sank back down in her seat,
and looked like she wanted very much to just disappear.
There was silence around the table
as everyone stared at her and tried to digest what she had just said. As
people finally began to murmur to each other and excitedly discuss this l