"Rise and Shine"
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Setting: USS HATHOR, Bridge
Uxtar stepped onto the bridge and headed for the tactical station
barely able to remember the events of the previous night. Never had he
expected the Vulcan hybrid to be able to drink as much as he had, and
that they had enjoyed the available non-synthetic alcohol had only
insured that the two of them would be made to pay the price for their
indulgence on this day. Each step taken by the Hirogen made him
remember the warnings of an Alpha as waves of pain shot through the
hunter's body. ::A clear mind will lead to a successful hunt.::
Once the Sec/Tac had arrived at his station he took a moment to gather
his thoughts and survey the bridge to see who had witnessed his less
than glorious entrance. It took a few minutes for Uxtar to notice that
the HATHOR's CO had returned from her unannounced trip to the ANUBIS to
reclaim her rightful place in the central chair. This had been both a
welcomed and concerning find as the Sec/Tac had hoped the ExO/CEO might
have been more understanding and forgiving in any remnants of the last
night's activities.
"Morning gorgeous," the FCO said with a beaming smile to the Hirogen as
Stormwind stepped onto the bridge. The boisterous entrance had made
two things absolutely clear to Uxtar; Derek had gotten up on the Human side
of his bed and had somehow managed to ward off any and all effects of
the generous consumption of alcohol he had ingested only a few hours ago.
"I will assume that the compliment was directed to our Chief of
Security and not me," the Romulan hybrid calmly said to Derek who immediately
snapped to full attention and into full Vulcan mode.
"Apologies captain," the hybrid quickly said, his voice having actually changed to be more *Vulcan* sounding which of course added a certain level of sincerity to his claim. "My comment was founded on a discussion Ens. Uxtar and I shared last night and was inappropriate in this context."
Uxtar watched as Derek took his place at the HATHOR's helm glad that he had seen some minor sing of weakness in the Vulcan hybrid. Maybe the countless drinks they had shared had not left the FCO completely unaffected after all, a thought that the Hirogen found oddly comforting and pleasing.
"Mr. Uxtar, tactical report," the CO asked snapping the Hirogen back to
the tasks that his position required of him. Uxtar scanned his
instruments as quickly as he could still finding it difficult to
concentrate although the visions of what the Imperians had done to the
Cardassian freighter had proven to have a somewhat sobering effect.
"The entire sector appears to be quiet," the Sec/Tac said not having
seen any signs of activity from either the Imperians of the Cardassians
on his tactical panel. "It looks like we will be entering Federation
space unchallenged and without having any ships in pursue. So there
will not be any need for any fancy flying," the Hirogen added actually
glad for this small favor suspecting that he would have a very hard
time keeping his feet under him should the FCO decide to put the HATHOR
through some of the maneuvers he had used yesterday.
"We are still several hours from the Federation border," the Romulan
hybrid said in her usual stoic voice. "Caution is still required."
"Yes Ma'am," Uxtar replied with a quick nod of his head, a move that
the Hirogen had been quick to regret thanks to the lingering effects of
what he had taken part in the night before.
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[Earth is the insane asylum for the universe.] 2006 post #138
Stardate: 60343.0600
Mark Hutchings {h172mark16@fastmail.us}
Ensign Uxtar
Chief Security Officer
USS HATHOR
