ILLUMINARRPG: (08–1415) Vermyx

[Frank Truelove]

Mission: Prelude
Day: 8
Stardate: 2446.03.30

(USS Illuminar – Corridor – ACEO ENS/JR Vermyx – 1415)

“Yeah, my bad. I’m Ensign Alex Dyson,” Alex began. “Normally, I’m a flyboy.
But I heard some rumors about a still without a liquor license. And the
bigwigs tend to throw a temper tantrum if you don’t report stuff like that.”

"Oh, you wanted to report the still? Forget everythin' I said about
spifflicated, then."

Just then there was a force field, a klaxon, and strobe lights…

“Well, we’re in deep manure,” said Dyson. Vermyx kept mum.

After a while, the door opened and the strobe lights died, while the alarms
slowly faded. "Come out with your hands raised," someone said from outside
the compartment.

“Here we go,” Alex said as he walked out with his hands raised.

Vermyx shrugged then put his hands up. "Li'l formal, ain't it?" he grumbled.

Alex and Dano listened as a Lieutenant Commander read them the riot act.

"You do not leave this post until relieved by either Mr. Taylor  or myself.
You have permission to shoot to stun anyone attempting access but the two
doctors.  Understood?”

As they were cuffed, Dyson asked for a PADD, adding, “To record my
statement. Trust me, it’ll make the paperwork much easier.”

Vermyx was accustomed to being cuffed. He also knew his rights, and kept
silent, seeing as this situation could easily go from bad to worse. The
Iotian glanced at Dyson's collar. ~Good. He outranks me. I can always say
this was all his idea…"

(Reply Taylor, Dyson)
(Posted by Frank)
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