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==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Mr. Abrams==
===by Steve Apple===
SD: 2261.069
MD: MD: 2.0800
Scene: Celes II, Mining Facility
Once the landing party had materialized and stepped off the pad, they were immediately met by the sweaty rotund figure of Director Abrams.
Steele tried to hide the revulsion he felt when he saw the man. The very fact that the man thought himself worthy to touch Steele made the Captain instinctively reach for his photon pistol. However, a look from Merrick stayed his hand.
“Nice to finally meet you in person.” Steele lied.
“The pleasure is all mine Captain.” The rotund little man gushed. “Are these your officers?”
Who else’s would they be, you ass, Steele thought to himself, but outwardly just smiled and said. “Yes sir my most trusted men. The one in the cowboy hat is my Chief Surgeon Dr. Corbett, the Andorian is my Chief Engineer Mr. Gar, and finally my First Officer and right hand Mr. Merrick.”
“This is indeed a pleasure for me to host such a prestigious group as yourselves. As the station is run by robotics I don’t get much of a chance to interact with people.”
Corbett pushed his hat to the back of his head and smiled. “So I take it you run this place all by yourself sar.”
“It’s not really that hard doctor; I’m mostly around to make sure the facility stays on line and to ship out any defective parts for repair.”
“So you don’t actually handle the delivery of crystals to your customers?” Merrick asked.
“I can that’s for sure, but mostly the robots take care of that task.” Abrams beamed.
“Your security looks to be top of the line.” Gar said looking around.
“Oh you do have an eye for that, eh Mr. Gar.” Abrams smirked.
“I am an Engineer.” The Andorian said trying to hide his revulsion at this decadent piece of flotsam.
“This is the finest system money can buy. The mine and refinery have motion detectors synched with phasers and we also have mobile robots with A.I. chips that patrol the facility. The owners have left nothing to chance.”
“That is gratifying.” Steele said nodding. “As I said earlier I was looking forward to talking with you as we’ve had a malfunction which you might be able to help us with.”
“I’ll do whatever I can.” Abrams assured them.
“That’s good to hear.” Steele smiled. “We’ve had a severe power fluctuation recently and well to make a long story short four of our crystals have been fused and are useless.”
“That is unfortunate, but I’m not sure how I can help you.” Abrams said wiping the sweat from his brow.
Corbett could see the anger and psychosis pass across Steele’s face. The Captain was at his breaking point, so he knew he needed to step in. “I don’t mean to be stating the obvious here Mr. Abrams, but this is a dilithium crystal mining facility and we are in need of dilithium crystals.”
“I understand that doctor, but as you should already know Star Fleet has already taken delivery of this quarter’s production. We are just now beginning the refinement process for the next load.”
“How very unfortunate for you.” Steele said with an evil grin as he pulled out his phaser and began adjusting the settings. “Because I have the feeling that a little weasel such as yourself has been stealing a few crystals here and there and has a couple stashed away nearby. Why don’t we all go into your office and discuss it.”
TBC
<<NRP>> I will try and have more out later tonight or tomorrow at the latest.
Respectfully Submitted
Stile Corbett, MD
CMO, TSS HOOD NCC 1703
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==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Finding Yourself==
==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Finding Yourself==
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==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Getting Down to Business==
==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Getting Down to Business==