Stargate Hail Ba'al Rambling

kuntel

rattler2 wrote: »

Thanks to some stupid implant there was a rumor.
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Reynolds: Say again?

Aleks: And let me guess, the guy the rumors thought impregnated you. You're actually going out now?

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Oh rien, cher docteur.

*Grabs his food, a small plate of bread and cheese, and sits down again.*

rattler2

Well... we are starting to go out...
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Reynolds: *shrugs*

kuntel

rattler2 wrote: »

Well... we are starting to go out...
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Reynolds: *shrugs*

Aleks: If it's one thing I've learned from the rumor mill, it's that it's usually got a grain of truth.

*He walks over to the replicator.*

Want something?

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*Eats cheese and bread quietly.*

Want any?

rattler2

Can your replicator make a bottle of Coke? If not... Orange Juice.
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Reynolds: I'm good.

kuntel

rattler2 wrote: »

Can your replicator make a bottle of Coke? If not... Orange Juice.
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Reynolds: I'm good.

*Aleks makes two cokes and hands her one.*

Aleks: You know, it's weird. Even after several centuries and hundreds of alien races, human food and drink are still considered the most popular...

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Okay...

*Eats quietly...*

rattler2

Must be the wide selection of different flavors. Humans were always quite diverse throughout their history.
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Reynolds: *Gets herself a sandwich*

kuntel

rattler2 wrote: »

Must be the wide selection of different flavors. Humans were always quite diverse throughout their history.
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Reynolds: *Gets herself a sandwich*

*Aleks nods.*

Aleks: We are indeed.

*He raises his bottle.*

Aleks: To the diversity of the Federation, and the peace it brings.

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*Finishes.*

Okay, I think I'm good now.

*Stands and starts to walk toward the door.*

kuntel

OOC: So wonwey...........

rattler2

To the future.
*Raises her bottle*
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*Reynolds stops him*

kuntel

rattler2 wrote: »

To the future.
*Raises her bottle*
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*Reynolds stops him*

*Aleks smiles and drains his...*

Ahhh... I have not had a coke since my Academy days...

*He sits in his chair.*

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What? I'm fine!

*Moves around a bit.*

See?

rattler2

So... besides my rather interesting change that your first officer took offense too... and Omega being out here...
I've noticed a resemblence between you and Kuntel.
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Reynolds: I can keep the Captain here against her will for medical reasons. The same applies to you. Until I'm satisfied you've recovered, you're staying. End of story. Or do I need to remind you of the skills I picked up in my Mercenary days again?

kuntel

rattler2 wrote: »

So... besides my rather interesting change that your first officer took offense too... and Omega being out here...
I've noticed a resemblence between you and Kuntel.
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Reynolds: I can keep the Captain here against her will for medical reasons. The same applies to you. Until I'm satisfied you've recovered, you're staying. End of story. Or do I need to remind you of the skills I picked up in my Mercenary days again?

*Aleks sets down the bottle and moves it with his finger, looking at it.*

Hmm.... you do know the theroy of parallel dimensions, yes?

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Do I need to remind you that I'm not a citizen of the Federation or an officer in Starfleet?

rattler2

Been to enough. I'm sure you're familiar with the Lexington's rep...
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Reynolds: You may not be... but you are my patient.

kuntel

rattler2 wrote: »

Been to enough. I'm sure you're familiar with the Lexington's rep...
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Reynolds: You may not be... but you are my patient.

Well... no. Not really. I've been out of contact for a few years, just recently called back to go out here.

Anyway, my belief is, Kuntel is not of this universe. This universe is one of the... insane products of a powerful mans imagination. It happens. I think Kuntel somehow made it to this universe, at some point in his life, from a parallel of ours.

He may even be from the one were the Central powers won WWI... he might be Austria's missing prince...

*He stands and stretches.*

But that's just my insane theroy. Care to end this omega crisis now?

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Fine! I'll go sit down again...

*Does so.*

rattler2

If there won't be any more problems with your XO. I think that Vulcan doesn't like me. At all...
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Reynolds: *Pulls out her Tricorder again*

kuntel

rattler2 wrote: »

If there won't be any more problems with your XO. I think that Vulcan doesn't like me. At all...

Aleks: Trust me, he won't have a job after this is done...

*He opens the door to the bridge.*

Aleks: Ler's get this sorted out then...

rattler2

I can understand being concerned, but he did kinda jump the gun.
*Follows Aleks*

kuntel

rattler2 wrote: »

I can understand being concerned, but he did kinda jump the gun.
*Follows Aleks*

Aleks: There are three kinds of Vulcans, Captain. The nice, logical ones. The medium, alightly rebellious ones. And the hardass ones. I'll let you pick which one Sterranstivlan is...

*He moves to the current tactical officer.*

Aleks: Please launch the Omega.

Officer: Yes sir.

*Aleks motions to Jade to follow him into the turbolift.*

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I haven't anything from Krystal in a while. I wonder what's going on...

*Looks at Reynolds.*

Don't you?

rattler2

*Follows Aleks*
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Reynolds: Wouldn't be the first time she's been out of contact.
*Looks at Kuntel*
You really fell for her if you're that worried about her.

kuntel

rattler2 wrote: »

*Follows Aleks*
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Reynolds: Wouldn't be the first time she's been out of contact.
*Looks at Kuntel*
You really fell for her if you're that worried about her.

Aleks: We'll beam over to your ship to keep comm silence and organize the torpedo. Okay?

*He orders the turbolift to it's destination.*

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I... I just... I just don't...

*Sighs and gives up on english.*

Je l'aime, et je ne veux pas la perdre...,

(Translate: I love her, and I don't want to lose her.)

rattler2

The sooner we get this done, the sooner I can relax.
*smiles*
TRIBBLE giving you any trouble?
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Reynolds: *Thankful for the Universal Translator* I think I can understand that.

kuntel

rattler2 wrote: »

The sooner we get this done, the sooner I can relax.
*smiles*
TRIBBLE giving you any trouble?
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Reynolds: *Thankful for the Universal Translator* I think I can understand that.

Aleks: Truthfully? I was considering him for First...

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*Gulps.*

You heard that? I... uh...

Dieu Tout-Puissant...

(Translate: God Almighty.)

rattler2

*Sideways smile*
TRIBBLE's a good kid. And... I think he found someone.
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Reynolds: Universal Translator.

kuntel

rattler2 wrote: »

*Sideways smile*
TRIBBLE's a good kid. And... I think he found someone.
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Reynolds: Universal Translator.

Aleks: Mm... we all do. Whether or not it lasts is the question. But it is good for the kid, and maybe give him more reason to help the ship.

*The door opens.*

Aleks: Ladies first.

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*Muttering.* Damn things don't let anything get away....

*Lays down on bed and rests.*

Wake me of Krystal gets here, please?

rattler2

*Leads the way*
You know... Kuntel actually feels a little threatened by you.
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Reynolds: Alright.

kuntel

rattler2 wrote: »

*Leads the way*
You know... Kuntel actually feels a little threatened by you.
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Reynolds: Alright.

Aleks: Really? Him?

*Chuckles.*

Aleks: Well, he certainly has nothing to fear from me. I do not plan on having any relationship at this moment.

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*Closes eyes and breathes slowly... then something weird happens. He starts to fade in and out.*

rattler2

I think its the fact you look like him and are from the same universe as me.
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Reynolds: *WTF look*

kuntel

rattler2 wrote: »

I think its the fact you look like him and are from the same universe as me.
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Reynolds: *WTF look*

Aleks: Hmm.... yeah. I can see where he's coming from.

*They reach the transporter room.*

Aleks: Beam us over to the Lexington, please.

Lieutenant: Yes sir.

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*Starts fading faster, until he wakes up with a start.*

*Looks around* Did you give me some kind of... weird sleep drug? Or something?

kuntel

OOC: Hi.....

rattler2

*They arrive aboard the Lexington*
Well... we're almost done.
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Reynolds: *Starts running a Tricorder over Kuntel, indicating that she had nothing to do with what just happened*
What the frakkin' Hell was that?