From: Kenneth Field (envision_at_fidalgo.net)
Date: Thu Jan 24 2008 - 08:47:16 PST
"Picking Up the Pieces"
(continues from Peter's "At Least Ten Feet, Please")
Location: GS-2
Stardate: 2.80124.0818
Scene: Impulse Drives, a very special shop on the Promenade
"Zane Rixx is safely away," H.W. reported, the basketball sized droid dropped down from his normal position at the shop's overhead.
Maury R. Tee, Professor of English, (Ret.) glanced up from his work and smiled a very sharp, very toothy smile.
"I suppose that's good news, then. He who fights and runs away, lives to fight another day, and all that," he muttered. "I don't suppose Mr. Rixx's accomodations are quite up to his standard?"
H.W., a Holmes/Watson 091454 security droid, flexed its spiderlike tentacles, and seemed almost amused by its response.
"Affirmative. Encased in a Class C environmental protective suit and immersed in the waste tanks of the freighter LUNAR RUN cannot be very comfortable for him."
Tee nodded to himself. He found the whole thing appropriate somehow. Just before the LUNAR RUN went to warp, it would dump its unrecyclable waste, and Zane Rixx would float around a bit until picked up by a smuggler in Tee's employ. From there on, it was up to Rixx to make his way in the wide universe. After all, he had only come to Tee to help him escape GATEWAY. And the good professor was very specific in the terms of his agreements.
Tee continued straightening his little shop of needful things. He had managed to keep his head down throughout the little fracas everyone on the Station was calling the first battle of the Second Dominion War. He'd had dealings with the Dominion before and knew that it was better to be at war with them than it was to be governed by them, but all in all, he'd rather enjoyed the ensuing chaos of the Battle for GATEWAY.
After all, it had managed to kill one of those thorns in his flesh. Commander Gene McInnis was certainly dead. He'd danced a little jig when the word filtered down to all the civilians. And a Founder had perished as well. It was a buy one, get one free situation, very much to his liking. It had taken a little cleaning up, though. Impulse Drives had suffered a bit in regards to its neat appearance, but since appearances were always decieving, it didn't really matter all that much. Tee was patient. He took the long view of things. And this new war promised many opportunities for his particular brand of chaos.
"Incoming, Professor," H.W. warned.
Tee touched the comm system, and the screen brightened to reveal a face he hadn't seen in many years. He smiled from pure pleasure.
"Ming?! How good it is to hear from you again!"
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NRPG: Naomi! I thought I'd see how Tee was doing, explain how Rixx escaped fromt he GATE, and introduce the character we've been discussing. Hope this is what you had in mind. I deliberately didn't go into specifics. What do you think of my solution? As for the rest of you picking up the pieces on the GATE, Tee is still about, and still a driving force for chaos. He's a pNPC of mine with a shady past and an unsure origin. He might be a sort of godling, but as we all know he likes making messes.
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Kenneth Field
envision_at_fidalgo.net
aka Maury R. Tee
Professor of English (Retired)
Proprietor of "Impulse Drives,"
a little shop of horrors
GS-2, Promenade
aka Lt. JG Mowree Nurunyon
aCNS/GS-2
aka Tomas' Alexei Vukovic
covert BORG infiltrator
bartender USS MCINNIS
aka Commander Gene McInnis, deceased
formerly CNS/GS-2
formerly Xana Bonviva's husband
"To gently lie and prove the lie true ... everything is finally a promise ... what
seems a lie is ramshackle need, wishing to be born." -- Ray Bradbury
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