ILLUMINARRPG: (2-1303) CSec/Tac - Lt. Commander T’Mur

[Al Muir]

Mission: Prelude

Day: 2

Stardate: 2446.03.24


(USS Illuminar - Deck 1 - Bridge - CSec/Tac - Lt. Commander T’Mur - 1303)


Even with her fullest concentration and a talent for linguistics, T’Mur had trouble keeping up with what the Iotian was saying. Some of the vocabulary just did not match her experience.  And by the time he had finished talking he was already off the bridge leaving her with his weapons.


She touched the command chair and closed her eyes. ::Luma, would you be so kind as to transport these weapons to my private locker and secure them::


Luma, who had been overly positive and chatty recently, as if she were compensating for something, responded very quickly, but she could sense the pleasure in her presence.


::Of course, my Sienna’s T’Mur. It would be my pleasure.::


At that, her presence disappeared as well as the weapons. Luma’s behavioral change was so slight it might get missed by most, but since T’Mur sees the patterns of behavior she noted the change.


Then her mind turned back to the conversation with Vermyx. She picked up her PADD and pulled up the playback of the last part of the conversation.


“Playback the conversation,” she said to the device. “Pause at each break and translate using old Earth slang terms.”


[Y'r joshin', ain'tcha?]


[You are telling a joke.]


[ 'S'okay. We'll get along fine once I getcha up to speed.]


[We will get along as soon as you understand what I am saying.]



[Any-who, gotta get a wiggle on.]


[Translation uncertain. Closest approximation is I must leave.]


[Cap's orders. Gotta find my billet then bop down t'Engineering. Lotsa engineerin' t'do.]


[I have to find my billet and head down to Engineering.  There is a great deal of engineering to do.]



[Catch ya on the flip side!]


[Translation uncertain.  Closest approximation, touch your backside!]


T’Mur looked at the device with a furrowing of her brow. “He most certainly will NOT be touching my backside,” she said, instinctively looking down at her posterior.


::Luma, I will need a copy of the book Chicago Mobs of the Twenties.::


::That book is not in our current library.  I’ll have to interface with the Mars Complex.  This might take some time.::


::Whenever you can.  Thank you Luma.::


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(posted by Al Muir)


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