"Slaves of the Heart"

[Fleet Captain Brock Dantara]

This is the personal storyline For Amir Khambatti and Mellisari

[Lt. Commander Mellisari]

Mellisari: ::SItting in her room, thinking, she has changed clothes to an old outfit she saved from the pens...::
Amir Khambatti: ::Rings the buzzer to Mel'a quarters::
Mellisari: ::In front of her is an ornate wooden box, deeply polished purple alien wood::
Mellisari: ::STartled:: ENter
Mellisari: ::Door opens::
Amir Khambatti: ::Enters:: Hey, Mellie, it's me......Wow! hope I'm not coming at a bad time
Mellisari: ::She looks up... stands... is dressed in the revealing not much an Orion slave wears:: It is not a bad time, perhaps you come at the best time.
Mellisari: ::She looks down at the box, and back at Amir... clearly there is something on her mind
Amir Khambatti: Oh really?...Ok, So...is that what you wore back in the old days?
Mellisari: These were my clothes.... Let me show you.... :: SHe turns and shows her bare back, crisscrossed by whip scars and neural whip burns..
Mellisari: AMir... this is what happened to me
Amir Khambatti: ::He looks over the scars:: I know. And I know you don;t want to forget. That's why you won't let the Dr take care of it.
Mellisari: ::Looks really serious, turns to face him:: You... you know what I have been, what I have been forced to do with Spacers, with Overseers...
Amir Khambatti: Yes, I know, Mel. That's what you were, not what you are.
Mellisari: You were raised in a kinder, freer world than mine. WIth gentle folk
Amir Khambatti: It wasn't always that kind. We were nearly destroyed by Klingons at the inception of our Colony.
Mellisari: Amir, I am forced to ask... knowing... what I was, how I was used, can you still ca re about me?
Mellisari: ::In her eyes, he can see sadness, forlorn hope::
Amir Khambatti: Mel, How can you ask me that? I've.......I've always cared about you. I know you've had a raw deal for much of your life. But that part of your live is over. But I know you have scars inside as well as the one's on your back....
Amir Khambatti: Maybe it's time you had a good deal. You've earned it.
Mellisari: ::Visibly comes to a decision... reaches into the box, pulls out an ornate, jeweled filigreed collar... takes a breath and places it on her neck... there is a hum and click::
Amir Khambatti: What'w that for?
Mellisari: ::She reaches into the box, pulls out an ovoid device on a chain... comes to him, holds it out to him, kneels::
Amir Khambatti: What's this for?
Mellisari: ::Silently she waits for hin to take it::
Mellisari: him*
Amir Khambatti: ::Takes it from her.::
Mellisari: ::He can see it is oval, dull grey metal, with a row of four buttons veritcally on it::
Amir Khambatti: Is this some kind of punishment device?
Mellisari: AMir... This is my training collar. It shocks in increasing degrees to.... correct a girl. You have my controler. I offer my self to your command
Mellisari: ::Eyes down... shaking, tears::
Amir Khambatti: ::He touches her, prompting her to stand and face him.:: I can't use this. Mel I don't want to Command you. I want you as my equal. To want me of your own free will. No one owns you, and never will again.
Amir Khambatti: ::He takes her hand in his:: Mel, I don't want a slave girl. I want someone to love and care about. That's what we all want...
Mellisari: I gave myself to you of my free will... It is all I know about being with men. It is all I KNOW.... ::More tears::
Amir Khambatti: You know when I was younger, I was always chasing women and looking for relationships. I used to think Sex could fix me. It can't. Then i went through a war, and got a little older and wiser....
Amir Khambatti: and I realized that sex wasn;t what I needed, I needed someone to hold me and tell me that everything's gonna be Ok.
Mellisari: ::She listens to him, falling back on the "Let the spaceman talk" training
Mellisari: ::
Amir Khambatti: That's all I want Mel. ::He drops to one knee:: Mel, I want be the one to hold you and tell you everything;s gonna be ok.......For the rest of our lives.
Amir Khambatti: I love you, Mel.
Mellisari: ::Hesitantly:: I do not know if I "love" I care much, I want to be with you... I offer you all I have
Amir Khambatti: Isn't that love? Isn;t that where it has to start? and grow from there?
Mellisari: WHen I was in the pens, men wanted me... when I was freed, all they saw in the Academy was my green skin... my looks. All I know about... relating, I learned in the pens
Mellisari: I did not do this right.... ::Looks very sad::
Amir Khambatti: You're doing fine. And who cares what they think at the academy?
Amir Khambatti: What do you mean you didn;t do this right?
Mellisari: I did not offer myself to you correctly... I wished to be yours... I did what I knew.
Amir Khambatti: Why do you wish to be mine, Mel?
Mellisari: You are kind... you treated me as a person, introduced me to family... and I feel strange here ::Touches chest::
Amir Khambatti: Because you're not used to being treated that way. Like a Family member. So you'll get used to it. Let me spoil you a little!
Mellisari: ::She hesitates... then stands... holds out her arms to him::
Amir Khambatti: ::He takeas her in his arms::
Mellisari: ::She flows against him, holding tight, face in his chest, chest heaving... holds TIGHT::
Amir Khambatti: ::He holds her and strokes the back of her head.::
Mellisari: ::Vocie muffled by his tunic:: I do think I feel this... love... I wish to be yours if you will have me
Amir Khambatti: Of course I'll have you. But not as a slave. Because it's what we both want.
Mellisari: ::She pulls away:: Then we are to be together. I will make you a good mate... but there is one problem...
Amir Khambatti: What's that?
Mellisari: ::She releases him and steps back... puts her right hand to the collar:: The controller, the first three buttons... punish... the fourth kills... and the collar had to be unclocked by an Engineer Rev. Wagner knew...
Amir Khambatti: You mean that's locked on? ::Laughs:: Let me see it. I'll get it open. ::Goes up and looks at it closely.::
Mellisari: No... do not pull....
Amir Khambatti: Ok, Ok, I'm not gonna phaser it off either. ::Chuckles:: Looks like some sort of a code......Almost........Got it! It's off!
Mellisari: ::She turns and takes the collar, picks up the contoler, places them back in the box:: I have kept these. I wish you to havve them. They are yours to use if ever you wish. It is all I have to give you.
Amir Khambatti: I will NEVER use these on you. You are not my slave. And not my mate. That's such an animalistic term. I want you to be my Wife. My partner, my soul mate. BUt most of all.....
Mellisari: ::Looks into his eyes, her yellow eyes unblinking::
Amir Khambatti: Stop calling me Sir! ::Laughs:: You outrank me, anyway. You can't even call me Sir on the bridge. I'm not a commissioned officer. On duty you have to call me "Chief".
Mellisari: ::Impish grin:: I will not even call you PenMaster...or OVerseer... but I warn you, I am only trained in cleaning my quarters, I was an entertainment s lave
Amir Khambatti: ::Takes something out of his pocket:: No collars. Just this. ::Puts a ring on her finger::
Mellisari: ::She looks at the ring:: it is beautiful.... ::Flows into his arms and hugs the stuffings out of him::
Amir Khambatti: It was my Mother's Now it's yours.
Amir Khambatti: ::Kisses her::
Mellisari: ::Bursts into tears, but he can tell she is not sad::
Mellisari: END SIM END SIM END SIM

[Lt. Commander Mellisari]

Amir had left... it had been a tough time. Mellisari had opened up to him fully... shown him her scars, reminded him of what she had been before Reverend Wagner had rescued her from the pens...

She sat on her chair, bare green feet folded under her. She cried. This human wanted her... for herself. No because she was green, a plaything of any spaceman with the cash to rent her, not because he was an Owner, or a penmaster who wanted to use her for the moment.

Not that she hadn't offered... she was not skilled in relationships, she had avoided entanglements since the School, fended off the advances of others while in Academy... concentrated on making Rev. Wagner proud.

She did not know why a pen girl had been taken and given the chance she had had, but she was not wasting it.

She had met Amir dressed in the not much (or less) of a slave. She had plead her case, offered herself... even redonned the hated discipline collar, and it's shock controller. Offered him the control device... and he turned it - not HER - down!

He hugged her, he held her, he wanted her for herself. She would make him the best wife she could, if he wanted. If he wanted, she would give up her commission and become his... property.

She had made up her mind. She cried, but was not sad.

[Lt. Amir Khambatti]

Subspace Communication
From: Master Cheif specialist Amit Khambatti
USS Polaris NCC-79590
To: Salei Khambatti
Maxia city
Delta Maxia

Mom.

I have the most wonderful news. I'm so excited and I can hardly write this.

I'm engaged! Mom I am so happy I just can;t tell you right now.

I'm sure cousins Mahendra and Avai told you about her. She came to New Delhi with me on shore leave.

Her name is Mellisari. She's from Orion prime. She was once a slave girl, but she was freed by a benefactor and became a Starfleet officer.

She's our Chif science officer. She's wonderful, Mom And you know what? despite all the hardships and horrors she's been through, she never complains, is always happy, has the best attitude of anyone I know.

She uses a Pheromone inhibitor so don;t hink that's what it is.

Mom I really love Mellisari. I want to treat her like royalty. I want to make her forget all the bad things that have happened to her in the past and give her the life she deserves. Happiness, Love, to be treated as an equal.

That's hard thing for her. But I know now that love is more powerful than anything.

Captain Dantara is going to perform the ceremony. We can do it again when we get to DM. I think Max is going to come out and join us there. He's a little home sick. Maybe Captain Raintree will be there as well.

Mom, your gonna love her like the daughter you never had. I'll send another letter as soon as we can firm up some plans.

Love always,

Amir.

[Lt. Commander Mellisari]

PERSONAL LOG
LT. COMDR. MELLISARI

CSCI USS POLARIS RECORDING

I have done the research, Amir Khambatti is ethnically Eastern Earth Indian. I have thence replicated proper wedding clothing. I have taken some liberties with the patterning of feet and hands, electing to use silver acrylic and celtic knotwork designs instead of the henna...

Little to record... as I am scared, down to my toes... can I possibly be the woman this man deserves? I will even resign my commision if necessary to be with him...

Now to dress...

[Lt. Amir Khambatti]

::Amir came in to quarters after shift. He was looking forward to relaxing and just having a nice quiet evening at home with Mel.

Perhaps they'd take a walk to the Arboretum with Spartacus. The children who babysit the crew's pets would be dropping him off soon. He decided to take advantage of the quiet until he got back.

He thought about preparing something for dinner for the two of them. Delta Maxia had great chefs among other things. While he was no chef, He did know how to prepare a few tasty dishes that were easy enough to make.

He made up his mind that he would make her sit down and let him serve dinner to her.::