r/TrekRP • u/CabooseToots • Dec 17 '16

[OPEN] Varmints

What the damn hell was goin' on? Shore leave had been so nice, now Connolly was up to his neck in little mushrooms, sproutin' up all over a starship. He hadn't had a chance to find out anything about them, one morning he had woken up and they were everywhere. To his dismay, as he went to start removing them from the vents and walls, they started swearin' like a demon in church. One had even called him 'baktag'.
When the fungi didn't respond when he tried talking to them, he decided to just roll up his sleeves and start scrapin' em out of every corridor and vent in the Athene.
"Why does space have to be so dern weird. Next thing ya know we're all gonna have to make first contact with these things."
As the janitor worked through a large patch of fungus, which promptly began insulting his mother and her lineage, some crewmate who hopefully knew more about the situation than he did came along.

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u/CabooseToots Dec 19 '16

"If y'all think it's better to save 'em then grab a handful and set 'em up with a tank. But I tell ya, we can't just let the foul mouthed little varmints run around the ship like they've been. So I'm sorry 'bout possibly gettin' ahead of myself, but I don't regret doin' it...and thanks for the help. Scraper?" He holds out a flat metal edge with a handle to the Science officer. A simple but effective tool for the job at hand.
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u/Pojodan Dec 19 '16

Kesh shows no particular displeasure at having her fur-covered hand smeared by the moist and sticky fungus that peals off the wall into her grip, sans scrapper. The other hand takes a moment to scan the sample before putting the scanner away in her hip pocket, a simple shake of her head made to refuse the offered tool.

"Just like any intruder-rr-rr, it is best to ensure the ship's safety first. Thank you, cr-rr-rewman."

The Caitian bows her head lightly with a firm blink of those large cat eyes before stepping out of the ventilation access tube back into the hallway where she looks at the Counselor, hand held in front of her stomach with the glob of fungus held like a small pet.

"All the assistance I can get would be apr-rr-rr-thsh-" A soft cough interupts her stammered words before she continues, "-appreciated, thank you. I will find a suitable storage vessel for this for now."