*Aleks nods.* Aleks: We are indeed. *He raises his bottle.* Aleks: To the diversity of the Federation, and the peace it brings. *** *Finishes.* Okay, I think I'm good now. *Stands and starts to walk toward the door.*
*She chuckles and eats a krada leg.* Riyah: Really? Did he cry? He has a horrible habit of- Persi: Oh really? *He arrives at the table with a slight smile.* Riyah: Mm hmm. You're such a crybaby, I sometimes barely stand it. *Persi rolls his eyes and gives her her water. Then sits next to her, and sips his soda.* Persi: Ah,…
*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... *** Okay... *Eats quietly...*
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? *** *Eats cheese and bread quietly.* Want any?
Aleks: And let me guess, the guy the rumors thought impregnated you. You're actually going out now? *** Oh rien, cher docteur. *Grabs his food, a small plate of bread and cheese, and sits down again.*
*He nods.* Aleks: We'll, from my understanding of the code, any crimes comitted or found out during an Omega crisis are to be dictated by the nearest officer of the highest seniority. I dictate that this genetic engineering case was necessary and unavoidable. *He taps at a PADD.* Aleks: Anything else? *** *Shrugs. The…
Aleks: Tell me about it. We've been here two weeks and I swear half my crew has nearly had an emotional break down... *** Sounds hard... you sure you don't want that vacation from earlier?
Aleks: I think I heard it from a Caitian, who also expressed a certain like of fire.. *** I'm just glad we didn't have a civil war situation here... *Starts to relax again, as if the danger he sensed had passed.*
Banned because we have to impound your ship. Illegal Romulan ale was found on it, in large quantities! You are under arrest for ale trafficking, and slave trafficking as well!
*He chuckles.* Aleks: I did indeed hear some of it, believe it or not. Gossip seems to spread between two lonely ships like wildfire. *He looks at her with a small grin.* Aleks: Did you really plan on having a three day sex party with a werewolf and a mad scientist? *** Uh huh... *Looks at the hypo as if it could kill him…
Aleks: Of course, Captain. This way. *He gestures toward the door.* Aleks: I hope you don't mind having to walk to the ready room. It wouldn't do any good for the rumor mill if we were seen walking to my quarters... *** Y-yes ma'am.... *Gulps.*
Aleks: Now release Captain Jade, before I personally see your metaphorical head on a metaphorical career ending spike! Guard: Y-yes sir... *The force field deactivates. Aleks looks at her.* Aleks: So sorry for the inconvienence... *** Krystal might be in trouble! *Starts trying to stand once again.*
*Aleks storms in, yelling at the guard.* Aleks: What the hell were you thinking!? Taking this Captain into custody was a clear violation of the Omega crisis! Guard: But sir, Sterranstivlan sai- Aleks: Do not talk to me about Sterranstivlan! That TRIBBLE will be lucky to have a job on this ship by the end of the day, let…
*Security takes her to a cell.* *** The Lexington's Sickbay I have an incredible feeling somethings gone wrong... *** The Vienna's Bridge Ensign: Captain, Captain Jade has been taken into custody. *Aleks nearly spits out the tea he was drinking.* Aleks: What!? Ensign: Evidence was found of genetic manipulation. Aleks: Damn…
Sterranstivlan: Even in an Omega crisis, the Federation's law enforcement is still active. *Security arrives.* Sterranstivlan: Please escort Captain Jade ro her cell.