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Nowhere I‘d Rather Be

Posted on Fri Aug 28th, 2020 @ 5:11am by Lieutenant Tessa Riley
Edited on on Fri Aug 28th, 2020 @ 5:30am

Mission: The Game is Afoot
Location: Starbase 10


{Starbase 10}

Ensign Tessa Riley had somehow been separated from Winters, G’gingloss and the other guy. How she’d been separated, she wasn’t sure.

But rather than crying over spilled milk, instead she’d enjoy a burger. The burger bar on deck 22 was particularly busy today. A rush on the Ferenginar Special proved popular.

Tessa ordered a large meal with fries and a banana milkshake. Taking a seat on the observation balcony, she had a bird’s eye view of the station below her. She bit into the burger and chewed for a few seconds before realising something was wrong. Spitting the masticated mouthful into her napkin, she almost gagged when she found part of a Ferengi fingernail!

In the background a song was playing, it sounded like “Tiptoe Through The Tulips” by Tiny Tim, only it was being sung in Klingon.

What the hell was going on?

“I see you’ve tried the Ferenginar Special.” A voice laughed from behind her.

Tessa turned to see Major General Sylvester Schwarzenegger standing there. The strapping marine had his hands on his hips and was standing in a pose that made his muscles look as though they would rip through his uniform at any second. “Sly! What the hell are you doing here?!”

“Hey, can’t your sexy handsome ex-husband drop by sometimes?” The man chuckled, “Besides, I’m here on a secret mission. A bomb was set to go off in the main cargo bay earlier, but I stopped it as the seconds counted down to 0:07. My English sidekick, Jimmy Blond almost had a heart attack.”

The woman blinked, totally confused.

“Anyway, I’ve got to go,” the man appeared distracted as he looked into the distance for a moment, “What? Ziggy says there’s an 89% chance I was here to defuse that bomb, but I might need to do something else before I can leap? Jesus Al! You’re useless!”

And with that, Major General Sylvester Schwarzenegger walked away into the crowd without saying another word, leaving the woman alone once again.

Tessa blinked again, the confusion evident on her face. “At least he didn’t shoot me this time.” She felt for her left thigh, where the scarring from the phaser blast from 18 years ago remained.

Ensign Tessa Riley
USS Chuck Norris


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