Judgement – Welcome Home AJ, maybe
by Arrival Alexander Sinclair
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AJ sat behind the Conn of The Nautical Wind, a Bird of Prey Class ship that could be his path to freedom and maybe someday redemption. For now it was simply his home. It was not as glamorous as the ships he had been on in youth or in his days in Starfleet. Unlike those ships though, this was all his. Every regulator, conduit and console were all his. He liked that.
A spray of sparks and smoke brought him out of his thoughts. A power conduit on the wall was spraying sparks across the bridge like a thousand shooting stars. Lucky for AJ they were all landing in front of him and not burning him.
He quickly sat up and hit the com button. “Hey, Lobes we have a problem.” He said into it.
“Define problem?” The voice of Lobes or as his parents named him, Roark answered.
“There is a meteor shower on my bridge.” AJ replied.
“Would you consider this as we are going to crash and die or more of something that is disturbing your moment of reflection?”
“How the hell am I supposed to know? There are sparks flying out of the wall.” AJ said sounding annoyed.
“Well that can’t be good. Maybe I should come up and look at it.”
“Well if you have nothing else pressing to do at the moment. This is a good time as any before we crash and die.”
“Just because something goes wrong doesn’t mean we are going to crash and die. You are so negative.”
“Negative? Negative! Will you just get up here and fixed the damned ship!”
“Wow, you need to lay off the caffeine.” The reply answered but before AJ could say anything else the connection severed at the other end.
A few moments later a just shy of five foot tall Ferengi entered the bridge. His eyes opened wide as he saw the sparks flying out of the wall and across the front of the ship.
“This is what happens when you buy Klingon parts. My cousin offered us a really good price on some Ferengi made power couplers.” Roark said as he started moving toward where the sparks were flying out of the wall.
“You have got to be kidding right? Those were replicas. Any idiot could have seen that.” AJ said as he followed behind the Ferengi.
“Those were not the ones he was going to sell to family.” Roark responded as he looked at the damage to the ship.
“You are kidding right? You would cheat your own cousin. Why wouldn’t he cheat you?”
“Rule 197.” Roark stated as he began the repair.
“Only give money to people you know you can steal from?” AJ answers.
Roark slams his head into the wall and turns to face AJ. “That is 196. 196! You would think by now you could remember them. Ferengi children have to know them before they start school. 197 is Never trust your customers, especially if they are your relatives. You are hopeless.”
“Really, damn I thought that was 191.” AJ said aloud more in thought than for Roark.
“I can’t believe we are having this conversation right now, I am trying to keep us from crashing and dying. Hu-mans are always so stressful. Never know how to relax.” Roark said as he swung back around and finished fixing the conduit. “See all better.”
“Thank you, so were we gonna crash and die?”
“Not at all.” Roark said as he walked past AJ toward the door to the bridge. “But I wouldn’t try to fire the weapons anytime soon.”
“Why?”
“Because we will crash and die.” The Ferengi finished as he left the bridge.
AJ stared after him for a moment and then realized that Lobes had won the conversation again. AJ wasn’t sure how the Ferengi kept getting the better of him on these conversations but he was determined more than ever to get the upper hand.
AJ moved over and grabbed a cup of coffee from the replicator. That was one thing he was happy to replace. Klingon replicators were horrible and most of the food squirmed as you tried to eat it. Not to mention no coffee. Oh how he missed the real coffee he used to have shipped from earth. It had been the better part a decade since he had anything but the replicated kind.
That was the first thing he was going to do when he got to the station. He was going to sit down and quietly enjoy a cup or two of coffee. Maybe even have a pizza. Though he doubted there was going to be anything like New York pizza. Something that was completely unhealthy for you, drizzled down your arm as you ate it and tasted so good it should be a sin.
Of course this was the first time he would be around Starfleet personnel that were not guards in a long time. He was kind of nervous about being around his own people again. He had been living with Ferengi for the last few years where he didn’t have to think about his past or face any of his demons, though he did look forward to seeing a live human woman again. Preferably one with questionable morals.
He looked down at the Conn. Less than an hour until Deep Space 5. It was on the edge Federation space, far away from his past, and just maybe his new future. There was little hope of him having any kind of real life at this point, but somewhere there was a still a hold out of hope that hoped there was more to life.
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Alexander Sinclair
Civilian Trader
Roark (PNPC)
Ferengi Engineer
by Arrival Alexander Sinclair
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| Title | Welcome Home AJ, maybe | |
| Mission | Judgement | |
| Author(s) | Arrival Alexander Sinclair | |
| Posted | Fri Feb 04, 2011 @ 5:39am | |
| Location | The Nautical Wind, Bridge | |
| Timeline | Station Day 36, 1300 hours |
A spray of sparks and smoke brought him out of his thoughts. A power conduit on the wall was spraying sparks across the bridge like a thousand shooting stars. Lucky for AJ they were all landing in front of him and not burning him.
He quickly sat up and hit the com button. “Hey, Lobes we have a problem.” He said into it.
“Define problem?” The voice of Lobes or as his parents named him, Roark answered.
“There is a meteor shower on my bridge.” AJ replied.
“Would you consider this as we are going to crash and die or more of something that is disturbing your moment of reflection?”
“How the hell am I supposed to know? There are sparks flying out of the wall.” AJ said sounding annoyed.
“Well that can’t be good. Maybe I should come up and look at it.”
“Well if you have nothing else pressing to do at the moment. This is a good time as any before we crash and die.”
“Just because something goes wrong doesn’t mean we are going to crash and die. You are so negative.”
“Negative? Negative! Will you just get up here and fixed the damned ship!”
“Wow, you need to lay off the caffeine.” The reply answered but before AJ could say anything else the connection severed at the other end.
A few moments later a just shy of five foot tall Ferengi entered the bridge. His eyes opened wide as he saw the sparks flying out of the wall and across the front of the ship.
“This is what happens when you buy Klingon parts. My cousin offered us a really good price on some Ferengi made power couplers.” Roark said as he started moving toward where the sparks were flying out of the wall.
“You have got to be kidding right? Those were replicas. Any idiot could have seen that.” AJ said as he followed behind the Ferengi.
“Those were not the ones he was going to sell to family.” Roark responded as he looked at the damage to the ship.
“You are kidding right? You would cheat your own cousin. Why wouldn’t he cheat you?”
“Rule 197.” Roark stated as he began the repair.
“Only give money to people you know you can steal from?” AJ answers.
Roark slams his head into the wall and turns to face AJ. “That is 196. 196! You would think by now you could remember them. Ferengi children have to know them before they start school. 197 is Never trust your customers, especially if they are your relatives. You are hopeless.”
“Really, damn I thought that was 191.” AJ said aloud more in thought than for Roark.
“I can’t believe we are having this conversation right now, I am trying to keep us from crashing and dying. Hu-mans are always so stressful. Never know how to relax.” Roark said as he swung back around and finished fixing the conduit. “See all better.”
“Thank you, so were we gonna crash and die?”
“Not at all.” Roark said as he walked past AJ toward the door to the bridge. “But I wouldn’t try to fire the weapons anytime soon.”
“Why?”
“Because we will crash and die.” The Ferengi finished as he left the bridge.
AJ stared after him for a moment and then realized that Lobes had won the conversation again. AJ wasn’t sure how the Ferengi kept getting the better of him on these conversations but he was determined more than ever to get the upper hand.
AJ moved over and grabbed a cup of coffee from the replicator. That was one thing he was happy to replace. Klingon replicators were horrible and most of the food squirmed as you tried to eat it. Not to mention no coffee. Oh how he missed the real coffee he used to have shipped from earth. It had been the better part a decade since he had anything but the replicated kind.
That was the first thing he was going to do when he got to the station. He was going to sit down and quietly enjoy a cup or two of coffee. Maybe even have a pizza. Though he doubted there was going to be anything like New York pizza. Something that was completely unhealthy for you, drizzled down your arm as you ate it and tasted so good it should be a sin.
Of course this was the first time he would be around Starfleet personnel that were not guards in a long time. He was kind of nervous about being around his own people again. He had been living with Ferengi for the last few years where he didn’t have to think about his past or face any of his demons, though he did look forward to seeing a live human woman again. Preferably one with questionable morals.
He looked down at the Conn. Less than an hour until Deep Space 5. It was on the edge Federation space, far away from his past, and just maybe his new future. There was little hope of him having any kind of real life at this point, but somewhere there was a still a hold out of hope that hoped there was more to life.
OFF
Alexander Sinclair
Civilian Trader
Roark (PNPC)
Ferengi Engineer