Ultra-Violence

[evil_storvik]

I can hear the sounds of struggle coming from the next cell over, the one containing Commander storvik. I can also hear some sort of classical music -- Ludwig van Beethoven, unless I am mistaken; the "Ode to Pain" from his Ninth Symphony.

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The Brute Squad

[storvik]

Two crewmembers entered my cell and attempted to manhandle (or should that be Vulcanhandle? The Terrocentricity of Standard Federation English has often been a cause for complaint amongst the other races) me into a chair, and attach mechanisms of an unknown purpose to my head.
Given that they were dressed in such a way as to prevent physical contact with me, I must assume that we were now dealing with someone more familiar with Vulcans. Overcoming such protective gear would require more time and greater concentration than I was currently capable of ... or, some sort of assistance. I drew upon my wife for support and strength when opposing Janeway's ministrations; perhaps there is a psychic bond between myself and evil_storvik, due to our genetic similarity, which I could exploit?

Two Heads...

[evil_storvik]

I felt a slight tingling sensation at the back of my mind. At first, I reflexively attempted to block it.

But then, I realized what it was. No doubt due to the fact that our genetics and brainwave patterns are identical, storvik was trying to establish a link between us. The proximity between us was also an assistance in making this work.

I tentatively reached out to his through the link, and "saw" that he was struggling with two crewmembers whom I recognized as notsonicekhan's nurses. As this appeared to be the chance for which we were waiting, I concentrated on strengthening the link...

...Are Better Than One

[storvik]

As evil_storvik voluntarily granted me access to his mental faculties, I felt my power grow. It would still only be sufficient to attack one of the two crewmembers assaulting me, but one would have to be sufficient. There was only one logical choice.
Using my tur pli am, I blasted the Klingon/Trill behind me into a helpless gibbering idiot. This released my hands; and before the Andorian knew what was happening, I had rendered him unconsciousness with a Vulcan nerve pinch.
I immediately broke mental contact with evil_storvik, as I could feel my own mind beginning to ebb from the feedback of tur pli am. I left my cell and deactivated the field keeping evil_storvik in his.