Post by Captain_Quintus on Apr 4, 2016 4:55:37 GMT
Postby DeMcGowan » Mon Aug 17, 2009 7:52 am
Tzenkethi. It was now on her list of bad words, and right up there with the doozies. As she sat in her office in Main Engineering, pushing through the mounds of paperwork that piles up every time she leaves, she continued to scowl about the dirty rotten lizards.
"What is it with the lizards in this part of the Galaxy, anyway?" She asked the walls. Gorn, Tzenkethi. All of them being a major pain in the ass.
There was no problem with flightless birds, at least. That is if they managed to survive the lizards. Everyone that was on that away mission, and Deirdre figured that even included Moretti, was captivated and fell a little into love with the Pingu. Even Le-Gran, who hadn't gone down himself, seemed upset that we had to leave them in the claws of the Tzenkethi, though that may just come down to him being a nice guy instead of any personal attachment. She worried about the little fellows, and hoped that they had ways of protecting themselves using their special powers.
As she continued to scowl and push paper, Zak Howard arrived at her door and gave the frame a light knock.
"Busy, Dee?" He asked in his drawling voice as he leaned lazily against the frame.
"I'm the Chief Engineer of an Ambassador Class starship, I'm always busy." Yet she smiled over at him as she said it. "Come in then, before Bitsi sees you standing there and starts ogling."
"Maybe I want to be ogled," Zak said with a grin.
"Then I'd have to hurt the both of you, and I just don't have time in my schedule to fit in two ass kickings," Deirdre said, causing Zak to laugh. He ambled in, and pressed the button to close the door. "Did I say you could close the door?" She asked. "They'll be wondering if we're having a quickie in here."
"Will we be?" His grin turned wicked.
"No, I don't have time in my schedule for quick sex, either."
"Aww, I'd make time for quick sex if you came to my office," Zak said.
Deirdre laughed. "And this is why you're the nice one. So, you don't usually drop by my office to chat, is something up?"
"Business then," Zak said with a nod. He eased a hip onto her desk, though. "We were talking about the Pingu, wondering if there was anything we could do to help them out without starting a war over the solar system."
"You and me both, boyo. But we didn't exactly have much luck with communicating with them when we were down there, there's little we could do without being able to talk to them about it."
"Hmm..." Zak said, pondering. "Looking over the reports it seems that they understood us pretty well even if we didn't understand them, but you're right." He sighed. "It just feels wrong to sit here doing nothing while the Tzenkethi could be over there enslaving them all."
"Hah! I'd like to see the slimy lizards try it, they'd be buried underneath the beach," Deirdre said.
"Well yes, but what's to stop the Tzenkethi from bombarding the planet from orbit if something like that happened?"
"Nothing, but there's no point in contemplating that as there's nothing we could do if they did. Unless we manage to crack their language and turn their chirps into 'Help! Save us from the lizard-men!' we can't go in. Even if we did get that Command might not let us do it. I doubt they'd see the Pingu as worth starting a war over from their lofty seats in San Fransisco. Bastards."
"Save the ire for the Tzenkethi, sweet-ums," Zak said, placing a kiss on her forehead. "No point contemplating disemboweling the Admiralty for something they haven't done yet, it'll just make you crankier. -- Ow." Deirdre had punched him in the stomach after the "crankier" remark.
"You're right, blast you. All we can do is sit and watch," she said.
"And that's what makes you mad."
"Burns my ass clean off is what it does."
"We can't have that, I have plans for that particular part of your anatomy later. Or sooner." He wiggled his eyebrows.
"No!" Deidre said, though with a laugh. She rose and started pushing Zak to the door. "Out with you, or I'll never get this paperwork done. If I don't get the paperwork done you'll never get to play with any part of my anatomy."
"Well then, I'll run out the door, I wouldn't want any more delays," Zak said, chuckling as Deirdre opened the door and pushed him through the doorway.
"Bloody moron," Deirde sniped, though with an exasperated tone of affection. "Shoo!"
"I'm going," he said, though he stopped to face her. "Have a good day, darling." He leaned in quickly and gave her a kiss, then laughed when she shoved him back as the engineers in the room hooted.
"Are you mad? There is no kissing in Engineering! Unless.. no, I won't even finish the thought because it would only give you ideas and you'd make an embarrassing comment. Out with you!" She stood with her hands on her hips until she saw him walk through the doors, still laughing. Turning back to re-enter her office, she caught the smiles and looks from the Engineers. "Back to work with you, unless you want to clean the insides of the waste disposal units!"
As soon as she was back in her office and the doors shut, Truelight smirked and bent over his console. Not to work, however. He pulled the ME video feed out before Deirdre could wipe it. He knew Bitsi would trade something good to see it.
Tzenkethi. It was now on her list of bad words, and right up there with the doozies. As she sat in her office in Main Engineering, pushing through the mounds of paperwork that piles up every time she leaves, she continued to scowl about the dirty rotten lizards.
"What is it with the lizards in this part of the Galaxy, anyway?" She asked the walls. Gorn, Tzenkethi. All of them being a major pain in the ass.
There was no problem with flightless birds, at least. That is if they managed to survive the lizards. Everyone that was on that away mission, and Deirdre figured that even included Moretti, was captivated and fell a little into love with the Pingu. Even Le-Gran, who hadn't gone down himself, seemed upset that we had to leave them in the claws of the Tzenkethi, though that may just come down to him being a nice guy instead of any personal attachment. She worried about the little fellows, and hoped that they had ways of protecting themselves using their special powers.
As she continued to scowl and push paper, Zak Howard arrived at her door and gave the frame a light knock.
"Busy, Dee?" He asked in his drawling voice as he leaned lazily against the frame.
"I'm the Chief Engineer of an Ambassador Class starship, I'm always busy." Yet she smiled over at him as she said it. "Come in then, before Bitsi sees you standing there and starts ogling."
"Maybe I want to be ogled," Zak said with a grin.
"Then I'd have to hurt the both of you, and I just don't have time in my schedule to fit in two ass kickings," Deirdre said, causing Zak to laugh. He ambled in, and pressed the button to close the door. "Did I say you could close the door?" She asked. "They'll be wondering if we're having a quickie in here."
"Will we be?" His grin turned wicked.
"No, I don't have time in my schedule for quick sex, either."
"Aww, I'd make time for quick sex if you came to my office," Zak said.
Deirdre laughed. "And this is why you're the nice one. So, you don't usually drop by my office to chat, is something up?"
"Business then," Zak said with a nod. He eased a hip onto her desk, though. "We were talking about the Pingu, wondering if there was anything we could do to help them out without starting a war over the solar system."
"You and me both, boyo. But we didn't exactly have much luck with communicating with them when we were down there, there's little we could do without being able to talk to them about it."
"Hmm..." Zak said, pondering. "Looking over the reports it seems that they understood us pretty well even if we didn't understand them, but you're right." He sighed. "It just feels wrong to sit here doing nothing while the Tzenkethi could be over there enslaving them all."
"Hah! I'd like to see the slimy lizards try it, they'd be buried underneath the beach," Deirdre said.
"Well yes, but what's to stop the Tzenkethi from bombarding the planet from orbit if something like that happened?"
"Nothing, but there's no point in contemplating that as there's nothing we could do if they did. Unless we manage to crack their language and turn their chirps into 'Help! Save us from the lizard-men!' we can't go in. Even if we did get that Command might not let us do it. I doubt they'd see the Pingu as worth starting a war over from their lofty seats in San Fransisco. Bastards."
"Save the ire for the Tzenkethi, sweet-ums," Zak said, placing a kiss on her forehead. "No point contemplating disemboweling the Admiralty for something they haven't done yet, it'll just make you crankier. -- Ow." Deirdre had punched him in the stomach after the "crankier" remark.
"You're right, blast you. All we can do is sit and watch," she said.
"And that's what makes you mad."
"Burns my ass clean off is what it does."
"We can't have that, I have plans for that particular part of your anatomy later. Or sooner." He wiggled his eyebrows.
"No!" Deidre said, though with a laugh. She rose and started pushing Zak to the door. "Out with you, or I'll never get this paperwork done. If I don't get the paperwork done you'll never get to play with any part of my anatomy."
"Well then, I'll run out the door, I wouldn't want any more delays," Zak said, chuckling as Deirdre opened the door and pushed him through the doorway.
"Bloody moron," Deirde sniped, though with an exasperated tone of affection. "Shoo!"
"I'm going," he said, though he stopped to face her. "Have a good day, darling." He leaned in quickly and gave her a kiss, then laughed when she shoved him back as the engineers in the room hooted.
"Are you mad? There is no kissing in Engineering! Unless.. no, I won't even finish the thought because it would only give you ideas and you'd make an embarrassing comment. Out with you!" She stood with her hands on her hips until she saw him walk through the doors, still laughing. Turning back to re-enter her office, she caught the smiles and looks from the Engineers. "Back to work with you, unless you want to clean the insides of the waste disposal units!"
As soon as she was back in her office and the doors shut, Truelight smirked and bent over his console. Not to work, however. He pulled the ME video feed out before Deirdre could wipe it. He knew Bitsi would trade something good to see it.