On Thursday 27 September 2007 17:11:08 john.sanchez wrote:
Urquart adds with a smile, "Saves time and trouble
later."
"I'm sure--I'm rather," Paris said, ushering the
Lieutenant aboard--with a nod at Bart to keep an eye
upon her--and not the
of the woman's rear either--"surprised that such a
list of local> restrictions was not transmitted prior to
landing."
A shrug. "This is our central crew lounge," Paris said,
seating the Lieutenant, "Bart, would you summon the
crew and I'll get something to drink for all?"
She stepped into the open galley--the corner of her eye
still on the local officer--trust went a long way, but
only as far as you let it go.
Lt. Urquart sets her briefcase on the table and takes out
a padd and several sheets of paper, "Nothing for me." she
calls to Paris, "But if all of you would like to join me
for a drink at Brubaker's this evening, I'd be honored."
Paris came out carrying a tray with glasses and a pitcher;
all were clear and shown an amber fluid within. "Its tea,
cold tea--I won't serve alcohol aboard until after 1700
ship time."
"Well, I won't say no to tea." Kathy Urquart says with a smile.
"Brubaker's?" Krikor says coming into the galley. "Drinks at
Brubaker's?
They grill good steaks too?" he asks, holding out his hand. "I'm
Krikor,"
he explains, "captain of this crew. Welcome aboard."
Paris almost automatically placed a glass of ice tea in Krikor's hand.
"There's a general call to all crew out," she stated needlessly, "and
Bart's out rounding up the others as well."
"Oh yea," Bart says taking his eyes from the young woman
he hits the intercom button, "For your evening entertainment, we have a
special guest this afternoon. A HOT young, umm ... well ... local, yea local
will thrill us with local customs and tell us all about what umm... well... a
sites of interest are good. The event will be followed by Brew from
Brubakers, where they grill a good steak. Yes, that means YOU, people. In the
lounge, move quick or you'll miss the pictures of the infected, swollen with
puss, cankered, nasty, um... well... privates. You all know. It's the rotting
pleasures brief. Or you might even get duty rather than learning about where
the best meat hou.. umm... well... umm steaks are good."
Flicking off the switch, "Mouse this shit is tough, are the passengers all
gone yet?"
