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==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Thinking Like Merrick== | |||
===by Steve Apple=== | |||
SD: 2260.363 | |||
Setting: Orion Slave Ship - Passenger Module | |||
<< Snip From Dave’s Post “Green memories” | |||
The Orion stepped up to her “Definitely, you have served as a slave, I see one, smell one.”He smiled as he leaned closer to her “taste one...” He said as he licked his lips. With all the force in her 95 year old body, all the experience she had gained in Star Fleet, the slave camps and her martial arts training, she lashed out at the Orion slave trader. She slammed her head in the middle of his face, enjoying the sound of his nose breaking, crushing under her thick skull; she hit him hard with her two fists in his stomach, stomping the air out his lungs; grabbed his arm and tossed him over her shoulders with a fury no one expected from the woman and when he came down hard, she jumped on his back; opened her mouth as wide as no one ever had imagined and snapped her teeth in his neck. | |||
Only at that moment Corbett and Merrick where able to pull her off the Orion and even then it took them a lot of force to hold her back. | |||
Corbett slapped her face rather hard and barked at her “Snap out of it Hemux, you got him and good, leave it be.” | |||
All looked to the Orion laying on the deck, a pool of blood getting slowly bigger where he laid. Then Alia walked up to him and kneeled to check in on him...” | |||
>> End Snip | |||
“Stile he’s not breathing and I don’t feel his pulse.” Alia yelled. | |||
Corbett let go of ARr'Rhiana and rushed to the Orion and immediately ran his scanner over the man. It didn’t take him long to realize there was nothing he could do. Corbett shook his head to Alia and stood putting his scanner back into the med kit. | |||
“I don’t think he’ll be harassing slaves anymore.” Corbett said pushing his hat to the back of his head. | |||
“He was a good overseer and you have deprived me of his last remaining years of tenure.” A gruff voiced Orion said stepping into the passenger compartment; he had been attracted by the noise of the fight. | |||
Corbett turned to face the Orion. The man was at least a head taller and almost twice as broad as him, but the anger in his face made the man step back a bit. | |||
“Your man attacked her.” Merrick screamed back at the man as he let go of the Denobulan and started toward the Orion. | |||
Corbett pushed his hand back signaling Merrick to stop. “Just what is it you are proposing?” Corbett asked. | |||
The Orion smiled. “She cost me an overseer, so I demand compensation.” | |||
“Go on.” Corbett growled. | |||
“To replace him is expensive.” The Slave owner said. “I’ll take your slave women as payment for him.” | |||
“And if I refuse?” Corbett asked. | |||
“Then not only will you never make it to Arcturus, but I’ll kill you right here.” The Orion said with a mirthless smile. | |||
“Stile, you can’t even be entertaining that deal.” Merrick said coming up to stand next to him. | |||
“As I do not own the 2 women in question completely myself,” Corbett said nodding toward Merrick. “I’ll need a moment to convince my co-owner. | |||
“We have 30 minutes until planet fall. I’ll give you 1 minute to convince him. | |||
Corbett turned and grabbed Merrick, “Start nodding your head in agreement.” | |||
Merrick took the cue and let Corbett drag them both over to the Denobulan. | |||
ARr'Rhiana’s eyes were glassy and Corbett could tell she was in a mild form of psychogenic shock. “We won’t give you up I promise.” He said as he pressed the hypo into her leg. | |||
Merrick caught her as she fell and helped her to the deck. “You better know what you’re doing.” He whispered. | |||
Corbett faced the Orion. “She’ll be out for at least an hour. I’d shackle her now while you have the chance.” | |||
“You son of a bitch.” Alia screamed at him. “I’m not your property you can’t trade me.” | |||
“On the contrary darlin, Fat Mickey gave you to me so I can dispose of you any way I wish.” | |||
Alia lunged at Corbett while the Orion slave owner screamed with laughter. | |||
“Grab his weapon.” Corbett said through clenched teeth as he tried to keep Alia’s arms, legs, and teeth from landing. | |||
Pushing her hard he watched her hit the Orion slave owner squarely in the chest and scramble for the weapon at his side. The Orion was caught off guard, but only for a moment. Grabbing Alia’s arm he twisted her back to him and was reaching for the weapon she had pulled. | |||
The loud thunderclap was deafening in the small cabin. As if in slow motion they watched as the slave owner’s eyes widened and he fell to the deck the back of his head missing. | |||
Corbett’s Colt pistol had a small whiff of powder residue coming from the barrel. | |||
“Alia the disrupter.” Merrick said as he reached to catch the thrown weapon. “How many men are on this ship?” | |||
“Usually around fifteen,” she said. “There’s five command crew and the rest are used to make sure the slaves stay in line.” | |||
“What kind of fire power do they have?” Corbett asked. | |||
“Only the command crew carries disruptors. The overseers use stun rods, so as not to irreparably damage the merchandise” She said with disdain. | |||
“I take it you’re thinking what I am?” Merrick asked. | |||
“Let’s see,” Corbett said sarcastically. “You want to storm the command module and take over the ship.” | |||
“You’re brighter than you look doctor.” Merrick said smiling. | |||
“Obviously not bright enough if I’m thinking about the same things as you.” Corbett shot back. “We’ve got maybe thirty more seconds before someone comes to investigate that gunshot.” | |||
“Then we better get moving.” Merrick said. | |||
“Alia take this.” Corbett said handing her his pistol and a hypo. “As soon as we’re gone use the hypo on ARr'Rhiana. Then barricade the door and don’t move until you hear from either Sean or I.” | |||
“But…” | |||
“No arguments just do it for god sake.” Corbett said interrupting her. | |||
Alia nodded as the two Star Fleet officers left. | |||
TBC… | |||
<<<NRPG>>> | |||
My sincere apologies to all for not posting, but I have been swamped at work and just got home from a grueling teaching assignment. Doctors are worse than grade schoolers when it comes to being in a classroom. I am off for the next couple of days and hope this will be the first in a series of posts. | |||
Andy – Scott intimated to it earlier, but I wanted to reiterate that you have singlehandedly kept things moving these last couple of weeks. I’m not on the command staff, but you have truly exemplified what it means to be a commanding officer. As a Captain I think we’re all damn glad to have you. | |||
Brian and Dave I hope I have kept with the spirit of your characters. Dave, ARr'Rhiana may have been quiet for this one post, but I think we’ll be seeing just what that Denobulan powerhouse can really do in the next few posts. | |||
Scott glad your back on your feet and feeling better. I believe that this is post 200. | |||
Respectfully, | |||
Steve Apple | |||
Stile Corbett, MD | |||
Commanding, USS HOOD NCC 1703 | |||
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