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[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: What Does Comprimised Actually Mean?
by Andy Catterick
SD: 2261.090
MD: 2.1100
Scene: Captain’s Quarters, TSS HOOD
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~Captains Quarters~
Corbett entered the cabin and immediately sat down in front of the desk in the Captain’s work area and put the Tequila bottle on the desktop.
“Stile you look pale as ghost. What the hell did you learn?” Steele asked concern evident on his face.
“That I’m married.” He said taking a small swig from the bottle
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“Too who?” Jack asked knowing that given their situation the information could wait. But wanting to know just the same. Stile took another swig before filling Jack in on what he had found out. “We we certainly seem to indulge our desires over here.”
“Do we now?” Stile said, perking up at the implication. “And just what desires did our stalwart captain indulge in?” He passed the bottle over, but Jack shook his head, now really wasn’t the time. “And more importantly,” the doctor continued, “with whom?’
Jack looked decidedly embarrassed at the question and was thankful the computer beeped giving him a few seconds of reprieve while he changed chips. “When I walked in my cabin I found, uh, well Lieutenant Steering was in, um. Well lets say she was in a compromising position.”
“Really?” The doctor drawled. “And did you help compromise her further?”
“No! Of course not! I mean, I’m not stupid I have to play the part but c’mon, she’s my HELM officer.”
“Not in this universe. Well you know what I mean.” Stile clarified.
The computer beeped again and Jack pulled out the last chip. “I’ve recorded as much information from the computer banks as I dared. I’ve tried to cover all the major topics. The historians and sociologists will have a field day, not to mention the engineers.” Jack explained happy to get the topic back to the mission at hand. “But I think we’ve hid here as long as is reasonably safe. I’ve set a few things in motion to help provide a distraction for us but I think I might actually have lit the fuse to a powder keg. Either way we need to move.”
As if on cue his communicator beeped.
<<<NRPG>>>
Just a short one to get me caught up.
Respectfully,
Andy
CAPT Jack Steele
CO, USS HOOD NCC 1703
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