From: Nai Lara (nai_lara_at_internode.on.net)
Date: Sun Mar 09 2008 - 04:55:03 PDT
“Carving up the Ice” Con’t from Ragy's “Chats” Location: Patriot Stardate: 2422 [2.7] 0903.2254 Scene: Holodeck There was an uneasy pall cast over the Federation. All they could do was watch and wait for the next Dominion movement. It was quite a frustrating time, rumours and suspicions abounded. Truth and fiction became impossible to discern for the ordinary person. In this war, subtlety would carry the day. It was then only natural, in such an environment of hostility, for some people to take their lives into their hands and hit the ice. Jeff balanced himself on his skates, his weight poised to move as Clarkson mirrored his posture. “So.” Gorman began, digging in the tips of his blades to give him purchase for take off. “So?” Daniel glanced at him through the grid of the face mask. The referrer blew a whistle and threw the small black puck onto the ice between them. There was a crash as hockey sticks scrabbled for the puck. In a heartbeat Gorman broke and made a desperate scramble for the goal square with Daniel in hot pursuit. Clarkson tried unsuccessfully to get a stick around the puck as they weaved around each other. Gorman checked his speed slightly and aimed for the goal, kicking up a blanket of ice as he lifted the hockey stick. Daniel body slammed him, fouling up Gorman’s shot. The younger man skated away with a smirk on his features as Jeff hit the floor. They hadn’t played good hockey in a few years, so it was a welcome diversion. Gorman shook his head and got back onto his feet. “Why did they want to speak to you?” He asked as they resumed their play. “Just a debrief about my capture.” Clarkson slid easily over the ice, breaking left and right, trying to snatch the puck from Jeff, forcing him up against the wall lining the ring. Sensing another body check, the man ducked and spun around, so that Daniel overshot him. With room to now breathe, Jeff made the dash and coolly slammed the puck home into the back of the net. “That’s it?” He asked. There was something that Clarkson was holding back from Jeff. “Officially, yes.” Daniel replied as they reset for another start. Jeff glanced at the marine. “Unofficially then?” He prompted as the puck was thrown between their feet. Daniel seized it and hit it back between Gorman’s legs and shouldered the man aside as he accelerated after the puck. “Everyone is worried about Changelings.” Daniel grunted as he slammed the puck home. Gorman retrieved the puck as they lazily passed it between themselves as they headed to the centre of the rink again. “They have a habit of impersonating people.” He replied warily. Clarkson nodded as their hockey sticks settled on the ice. “One apiece. First one to five wins.” He said with a competitive smile. “Think you can keep up?” Jeff grinned as the ref blew the whistle again. =/\= Tanith exclaimed as she walked into the holodeck. The iceskating rink with the hockey field was gone. In it’s place was a frozen lake in a forest setting. “Oh no, you have got to be kidding me.” Her breath fogged around her as she groaned softly. Jeff and Daniel were the only two who were taking to the ice as if they were born on it. To be fair, Maverick was lazily running circles around the periphery of the late. “It’s not that hard.” Daniel laughed. “You’re Canadians.” Tanith retorted dryly. Jeff shook his head sadly at Daniel. “She said that like it’s a bad thing.” He moaned mockingly. “Get yours on. Yours too Counsellor.” He ordered as Tam looked hesitantly at the frozen surface. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ NRPG: Just a little post Naomi Lara Lt. J.G. Catherine Sterling-Jade Intelligence Operative USS PATRIOT And Commodore Teneill Danara-Bennow Deputy Chief of Starfleet Intelligence From HyperNews_at_youth.net
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