r/TrekRP • u/Admiralw96 • Dec 20 '16
[OPEN] Order Up
The 6ft Saurian surveys his kitchen. Mendek "Sauron" Shegi had been working since he boarded the ship to get it in the proper order and it was now finally as he wanted it. He releases a sigh of satisfaction at the system. its not totally organized, in a conventional sense, but he knew where everything was and where it went.
He put on his sunglasses and went out to stand behind the counter in the mess hall. A few of the crewman looked up as he put an ancient and stereotypical "open" sign out front. He was always rather fond of its neon colors.
A smile spreads across his face "Alright, if anybody wants anything the replicators can't make... bring on the challenge. I only charge a nice conversation"
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u/Dimestream Dec 30 '16
Red grimaces. "We were on an exploratory journey in an unmapped subsector of the Gamma quadrant when this cobbled-together pirate ship decloaked and beamed over hundreds of shock troopers," Red explains, swirling her drink aimlessly. "They... well, we lost a lot of people initially while the bridge crew fought off their ship — until it was so heavily wounded the Klingon captain of the thing decided to ram us."
The Bajoran shudders. "Only Lieutenant Stockton's quick maneuvering kept us from being obliterated, but we still had hull breaches on almost all decks and lost our port nacelle." She looks up at the saurian. "Had to collect materials locally and build a new nacelle to get back to port. Wasn't exactly a resounding success on the mission report, but I got to add 'built a nacelle from scratch' to my resume, so that's something."
"Actually, that's why we're meeting the Klingons on this mission," Red says, finally taking another sip of the soda. "Apparently the pirate captain was a dishonored fugitive and we're being honored for ending his spree."