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==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Getting Down to Business== | |||
===by Andy Catterick=== | |||
SD: 2261.73 | |||
MD: 2.0805 | |||
Scene: Mining Facility. Celes II | |||
<from Steve’s post Mr. Abrams> | |||
"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." | |||
</snip> | |||
Abrams blinked rapidly as his brain tried to process the information his ears were trying to convey. At the same time a part of his brain was also trying to factor in the information his eyes had taken in as the demeanour of the other three HOOD officers suddenly changed from affable to menacing. How could this be? It didn’t make any sense. These were Starfleet officers, the best of the best not common thugs. Then the only answer dawned on him and he chuckled nervously. “You almost had me going there.” | |||
“Had you going there?” Captain Steele questioned quietly. | |||
“Yes that was quite funny.” Abrams continued clearly not meaning it. “Took me a moment to realize you were just pulling my leg.” | |||
“Yes, well..” Suddenly Jack struck out and smashed an open palm into Abrams nose. The miner flew back and crumbled to the floor. Blood streamed down his face from the broken nose and he looked back at Steele in shock and fear. “We will leaving in 10 minutes. Either way it will be with those crystals. If you retrieve them quickly I’ll let you live. If not I’ll cut you down like the pathetic waste of flesh that you are. Gar! Corbett! Accompany Mr. Abrams.” He turned back to Sean, the fury gone replaced with a calm appearance. “Lets see if we can get any of that information you were looking for out of the station computers.” | |||
As Gar and Corbett dragged the sobbing Abrams away Jack patted Sean and the back. “Shall we?” | |||
<<<NRPG>>> | |||
Steve: Hit the wall on the JP so went with this. | |||
Respectfully, | |||
Andy | |||
CAPT Black Jack Steele | |||
TSS HOOD NCC 1703 | |||
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