Stardate: 71208:1330
Title: We are Turnqist
Author: Emma Smith
Time: Current
Scene: USS Horizon
The powers that manipulate the universe have many names, depending on to whom
you're talking. To make it simple, and for lack of a better term, I like to
think that there is a God who ordains all that we survey. Someone who decides
who lives, who dies, what planets are destroyed, which ones are saved. That
being said, I wouldn't give God's job to a monkey on a rock.
~
Planet 4G12, otherwise known as the place the comet was going to smash out of
existence, thanks to the future Horizon's exploits, had come to rest under our
feet. It would be our mission to deflect said comet, once we got our own sorry
arses back up and running.
The fact that our ship had settled smack-dab in the middle of their town square
negated any chance of a covert repair and lift off.
4G12 was pre-warp. However, that didn't mean that they didn't hold a few nasty
atomics or some other barbaric weapon that they might unleash before we could
get our shields back up. At the moment, there would be no way of knowing what we
were in for, seeing as how sensors were also offline.
~
"Well?" Emma said to no one in particular. "I guess we do this the old-fashioned
way." She turned and looked out the viewport.
Neon signs of every shape and color could be seen in the distance. 'Plunko's
Casino', 'Girls Girls Girls', 'Last Chance Dine and Dance', 'Eat Here and Get
Gas'. Whoever these people were, they appeared to have a penchant for the gaudy,
not to mention seedier, side of life. Immediately around where the Horizon had
come to rest, large chunks of concrete and marble had been laid to waste in
their path.
Emma strapped on her holster and handed a phaser to B-man. "With an entrance
like that, I have a feeling we may not be welcomed guests."
The words no sooner left her lips that a voice boomed over the intercom system.
[We are Turnqist. You owe us 483,972,500 sipics for the damage you've done. We
have our entire planet's weapon system trained at your ship. We would suggest
you pay up IMMEDIATELY.]
"Gee.." Ensign Beehan shook his head. "And this is the bunch we came to save?"
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Lt. (J.G.) Emma Smith
Security Officer
USS Horizon
NCC-72400
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