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Re: S1 - Mission 6 - Debt Collection
« Reply #60 on: April 07, 2017, 10:22:12 pm »

[Promenade- Fountain]proud of it's moneyless society He said coyly,

[Promenade]

Hust stifled a look toward Vem. The sheer Gall that the Ferengi had... to call themselves above a Klingon? It was astounding. Most Ferengi would have been beaten black and blue by most Klingon Warriors for that insult. But Vem was... special. Vem would let people get away with these kinds of things.

Hust saw them foraging for latinum in the fountain, and was very tempted to have them locked up. Surely there was some ordinance against what they were doing?

Alas, no. The Ferengi delegation were Diplomats, and as such entitled to every measure of cooperation and respect... no matter how taxing the job was. Instead, he simply ignored the comments about his job, him, and everything else. What was curious, was how they had immediately tagged him as the lawyer on the station... but that was not his concern.

"In that case, welcome to the Federation Starbase Columbus." he said, putting an almost imperceptible stress on the word "Federation". This was their station, no matter what anyone else said. He looked as Vem offered- and waved him off of- partaking in the narcotics. "No thank you, Chaplin. It would be inappropriate to partake on duty." he said, as a little light in his jet black eyes seemed to say just how much Hust approved of this manner of action.

"It appears this little expedition of theirs is getting off to a stormy start." he said to the Chaplain, as he watched and finally found something that he liked Ferengi for- embarrassing themselves.



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Re: S1 - Mission 6 - Debt Collection
« Reply #61 on: April 08, 2017, 01:18:31 am »
[Docking Ring]

Stafford's eyes could be warm and friendly, but right now they were positively aggressive. The greedy little trolls were disrespecting one of his officers to his face. His mouth opened to spit out an angry reprimand.

But then he saw Naira. She was standing expressionless and strong, not reacting. She wasn't going to give them the satisfaction. The Orion woman was showing a lot more stoicism and maturity than he was about to.

"Sub-nagus, you are invited to my office. Your retinue is not." When they all raised their voices in protest his own boomed out over them. "You fine gentlemen are more than welcome to avail yourselves of the hospitality of the Columbus. As our business has not been concluded I expect you all to respect our rules and regulations."

Drega narrowed his avaricious little eyes.

"Of course, captain. Our takeover of this trading facility will be quicker and smoother than a baby's lobes."

"I'm sure," Stafford said, unsmiling. He waved over an ensign. "See the sub-nagus to my office and that some appropriate refreshments are laid out. Thank you."

Drega quickly departed, his men going in a different direction. Stafford spied Howell and beckoned the other officer.

"Lieutenant Naira, Dan. The Ferengi are here and they claim they now own the Columbus. It's not happening on my watch. Naira, I need you on our unfortunate task of those bodies still. If you like, you and I or you and our new counselor can talk about how those little men just treated you." Stafford was in his element, in command, his voice hard and firm. "Dan, notify all department heads and Tritter of this development. I want everyone on alert. The Ferengi are not taking over our base, not while I'm in command."

[Docking Ring]

"Yes, Sir," turning her attention away from the Ferengi, she addressed the captain. "If you have no further need of me, I will be in sickbay, attending to my duties." She gave the man an ever so slight, quick bow of the head before making her exit.

[Primary Sickbay]

Sickbay was run by a portly older human man by the name of Adem Bardakci, or Pasha as he was called by those who worked under him. While he may have been considered handsome in his youth, the years had taken a real toll on both his optimism and his appearance. Often the commander could be found sitting in his office thumbing through patient files on a PADD while running a hand through his now thinning, oily dark hair and indulging in a sweet pastry or two.

He was a stickler for routine and insisted that all things should be done his way, even if his way was a little dated. Some of the older medical officers who had been stationed with the man for years could occasionally be overheard whispering how he had lost of his passion for the profession and in their opinion, he was simply waiting out the months until retirement. However, he was still a respected doctor and there was no one who could fill a room with a brash personality quite like he could.     

Naira entered sickbay and was immediately greeted with a smile from a Trill nurse who was doing rounds. She returned a smile and made her way over to the Chief Madical Officer's office.

"Well, well, well...that's not something you see everyday. An Orion in uniform." The man dusted some crumbs from his goatee as he inspected her. "So what brings you to my sickbay, lieutenant?" 

She was somewhat taken aback by his comment, but she chose not to let it phase her.

"Sir, I am Lieutenant Naira, I just transferred here. The captain has asked me to look into a few recent deaths on..."

"Stafford asked you to look at the bodies?" He cut her off. "Was he not satisfied with my initial reports? Did he think I missed something?"

"I don't know..." She started in.

"You know I bet it's one of the families. They never want to accept the fact that their loved one is gone and they need someone, anyone to blame some kind of mistake on."

"I.."

"Of course you don't know," he said as he turned to yell at the nurse, "Leesill, come over here and help out our new doctor. She needs to look at those bodies. Come on, hop to it girl, stop wasting time batting your pretty little eyes at every patient that walks in here."

Leesill ignored the man's comments and escorted Naira to the far side of the room. She pulled up the patient files they had on the deceased women as well as the initial autopsy report that Commander Bardakci had written on a PADD and handed it to Naira. Naira skimped through the reports as Leesil pulled the bodies out of storage. Though they had been dead for some time, stasis kept their bodies just as fresh as if they had died just hours ago.

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Re: S1 - Mission 6 - Debt Collection
« Reply #62 on: April 08, 2017, 01:36:17 am »
[Promenade- Fountain]

The fallen Ferengi was now blowing bubbles in the fountain and the other diplomat was blinking quite excessively. They pegged Hust as a lawyer because it was their job to know such things. They'd done their homework and, besides- he just stunk of lawyer.

"F-federation station? It's... not... not going to... ever eat Garlic... Gar-LICK. GAR-lick..." The Ferengi diplomat said, descending into some sort of mania.

"So, what was it you came ta' talk 'bout Hust?"

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Re: S1 - Mission 6 - Debt Collection
« Reply #63 on: April 08, 2017, 02:37:53 am »
[CO's Office]

Drega was clicking his tongue in disapproval at Stafford's office.

"Fireplace, books, and so much wood." The old Ferengi was saying. "This is not the office of a man of power. It needs to be grand, extravagant!"

"I find that 'understated' is the best way to show off power." The captain said.

"You hew-mons and your backwards notions!" Drega exclaimed dismissively. "Things will change around here once I'm in charge."

Stafford decided not to address this point, instead making his way over to a small curio cabinet tucked into a corner. Inside was a discrete wet bar.

"Can I offer you a cocktail, sub-nagus?" The captain asked, poised over the bar.

"Can you make a black hole?"

"I'm afraid Ferengi cocktails are not my speciality." If I did I'd place it right near Ferenginar and suck all the light and energy out of it.

"Nothing then, let's get down to business." Drega said gleefully. "Shall we begin?"

[Lower Promenade - Deck 113 - The Landing Strip]

The trip of bodyguards were all from different, tough species. One Nausicaan, one Klingon, and one Andorian. The first two latter towered over the little blue man in their midst, but their body language showed that they respected him just the same.

"Gentlemen!" A Ferengi said, approaching the group.

"Careful, Ferengi." The Klingon warned.

"That's right, big ears." The shorter Andorian had a face full of scars and a whipcord lean body. His voice sounded like metal scraping over a stone. "You want to see the girls you wait in line like everyone else!"

"I'll have all the females and latinum I need once the hew-mons are gone." The Ferengi said in a sly tone. "So will you."

"Say what you mean, little man." The Nausicaan demanded impatiently.

"We're getting rid of these Starfleet types and taking over. My boss is legalizing it now." The Ferengi said. "How'd you all like a new job?"
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Re: S1 - Mission 6 - Debt Collection
« Reply #64 on: April 08, 2017, 03:06:50 pm »

[Deck 325, Tertiary Sickbay]
Almar was used to getting calls from unfamiliar voices - a perk of being a Crewman - and with a quick tap of his badge he acknowledged the call. Standing up, he gave his back a quick stretch and did a quick count of his tools. With a heavy sigh he closed the panel to a set of relays and wires in the Tertiary Sickbay, bidding farewell to his unfinished job and moved out to a turbolift. "It's almost 300 floors," he whined.

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After what felt like an hour - though of course the true journey was far from it - Almar emerged into the Control Information Center and hungrily looked around, taking in the energy of the place. The Crewman found a familiar face and approached. "Commander Soreks?" he inquired. After a quick exchange of pleasantries he was given a direction and head off to a war room table.

"Crewman Almar Dah'El, reporting," he announced, offering a slightly familiar nod T'Prina before locking eyes with the new face. After a moment, his eyes drifted to the holograhpic display, opening in wide curiosity.

"Drones?" he inquired. "You're going to need a lot."



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Re: S1 - Mission 6 - Debt Collection
« Reply #65 on: April 09, 2017, 04:05:00 am »
[Promenade- Fountain]

The fallen Ferengi was now blowing bubbles in the fountain and the other diplomat was blinking quite excessively. They pegged Hust as a lawyer because it was their job to know such things. They'd done their homework and, besides- he just stunk of lawyer.

"F-federation station? It's... not... not going to... ever eat Garlic... Gar-LICK. GAR-lick..." The Ferengi diplomat said, descending into some sort of mania.

"So, what was it you came ta' talk 'bout Hust?"

[Promenade]

Hust broke a smile as the chaos took over. Even a lawyer could find the humor in this situation. If one leaf could do this to a Ferengi...

Nevermind. He didn't want to know.

He looked at the Klingon as he spoke.

"Well, I was going to ask if you needed any assistance, but I guess you have things taken care of. You'll be happy to know that I'll make sure you get those replaced sometime." he said, making a note to get the details and the import license number of Vem to use later... for business if needed.

"About how much do those run for, anyways?" he asked, wondering how far back it would set the station's accounts, for the good of the station.
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Re: S1 - Mission 6 - Debt Collection
« Reply #66 on: April 09, 2017, 02:11:26 pm »
[Location: Main Promenade]

Tritter ordered the Ferengi to put their knees to their chest, they tried to argue with him and were promptly informed to shut up. They than listened, Tritter forcibly helped the man to their feet. He than grabbed them around the upper left arm, to which they squeeled like a little pig. He searched the man in a fairly "rough" way. He proceeded to lead them through the Promenade, as if he was parading off a trophy, although his body language didn't give off that impression. They made their way through the area past various seedy bars and dives. He and the new Security Chief lead the man through the area, weaving through various decks to make their way back to Main Security, they proceeded to place the man into a holding cell, he proceeded to take the cuffs off the man and leave them to their own devices.

He would walk off to the side where the Ferengi could not hear or see them, he proceeded to discuss the matter with the new Security Chief, Lieutenant Jackson, he gave them guidelines on interviewing their new captive, as the man was fairly new to the job and weren't too experienced with interviewing dirt bags. The man than looked at him and asked, "Sir, would you mind showing me? They don't really teach us this in the Academy" Tritter nodded slightly to the Lieutenant, he replied with the following, "Lieutenant, sadly they don't think of teaching us things like that. I only know how to from a lengthy career in Law Enforcement, so feel free to come and sit in"

Tritter proceeded to make the way back towards where they had placed the Ferengi, he made his way in first and let the Lieutenant follow him, establishing that he is in charge would be important for the interview. He proceeded to begin the interview in a fairly... aggressive fashion, he knew Ferengis were cowards and buckled when showed that someone is stronger than them. He got them to buckle fairly quickly and squeel like a little girl, they gave up everything, what the Ferengi were there to do, as well as the whole thing about taking over the Station. He listened carefully and intently as they spoke, they took very little guiding as far as direction for conversation.

Tritter didn't even need to take notes, he could easily remember all of it and he'll make notes on it later. He proceeded to lead the Ferengi back to the holding cell. And he gave directions for the Chief of Security to have the team keep a lock down on the Promenade, as well as posting additional resources in various critical areas, such as the Command Deck, various control centers, main Engineering, Science, Security and so on, incase the poo hits the fan.


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Re: S1 - Mission 6 - Debt Collection
« Reply #67 on: April 10, 2017, 06:23:05 pm »
[CO's Office]

"Item nine, subsection 17, paragraph 4, article 1." Drega was saying in a voice that was somehow bored and greedy at the same time. "The Federation agrees to allow Ferengi commercial authority into this sector."

Stafford felt as if he had aged 20 years in the last few hours. Drega was lulling him into sleep, massaging away at the edges of his exhaustion with endless facts, figures, treaty notes...it was a sinister plan.

"It says 'within reason.' That doesn't mean you get the Columbus," The captain said tiredly, pitifully. He was not going to yield an inch of ground to this avaricious little hobgoblin, but it was wearing on him.

"Aha!" The sub-nagus said, holding up an age spotted finger with a yellow nail. "Until you get to item nine, subsection--"

The door to his office opened so suddenly that Stafford jumped a little in his seat. The new sound after so many droning hours of debate surprised him.

"Sub-nagus, sub-nagus!" A Ferengi was bowing and scraping. "The Starfleet people have arrested some of our men and put the Promenade on lock-down! We can't move ourselves, let alone goods and services!"

"What is the meaning of this, captain?!" Drega demanded.

"I'm sure there is a perfectly good explanation for this," Stafford replied, but he wasn't sure at all. All he knew is he wanted to get out of this office for the moment. "Let's continue our business after a recess, sub-nagus. I assure you I'll look into this matter."

"Fine." Drega said. "Enjoy it while it lasts, captain. The Columbus is ours in three weeks!"

Over my dead body. He almost said, but didn't. Stafford wouldn't bother with quips until he'd showed these Ferengi the airlock.

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Re: S1 - Mission 6 - Debt Collection
« Reply #68 on: April 11, 2017, 03:29:55 am »

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Re: S1 - Mission 6 - Debt Collection
« Reply #69 on: April 11, 2017, 05:03:56 am »
[Promenade- Fountain]

Vem chuckled.
"Yeah, they are like little Targs when one they've had their spiritual lubricants He said, pausing as the wet Ferengi climbed onto his lap. Vem stroked his ridges like he was stroking a puppy and the Ferengi nuzzled into him a bit.

He explained somberly as the other Ferengi began touching his toes and grunting.

The chaos of the shutdown clamored around them but his two docile Ferengi didn't seem disturbed by the whole affair. Vem was a calming creature, despite being Klingon. He was no psychic or empath but his mere presence seemed to de-escalate things.

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Re: S1 - Mission 6 - Debt Collection
« Reply #70 on: April 11, 2017, 12:56:38 pm »
[Promenade- Fountain]

Vem chuckled.
"Yeah, they are like little Targs when one they've had their spiritual lubricants He said, pausing as the wet Ferengi climbed onto his lap. Vem stroked his ridges like he was stroking a puppy and the Ferengi nuzzled into him a bit.

He explained somberly as the other Ferengi began touching his toes and grunting.

The chaos of the shutdown clamored around them but his two docile Ferengi didn't seem disturbed by the whole affair. Vem was a calming creature, despite being Klingon. He was no psychic or empath but his mere presence seemed to de-escalate things.



[Promenade Fountain]

Hust shook his head. "Thank you for the offer, Chaplain but I think I'll leave the spiritual world to you." he said, as he observed the Ferengi. Some of the people on the promenade had begun to watch, point, and laugh at the Ferengi who had obviously taken leave of their senses.

As to the rest of the station, Hust had no idea what was going on in those regards. "How many of these buggers do you think there are?" he asked, indicating the Ferengi. If they indeed wanted to take the Columbus, it would take quite the force. A Citadel-class space station was a formidable achievement to take, and not one that Starfleet would give up.

That still, the amount of secrets stored on the base was incredible- allowing the computer core and other critical files to fall into the hands of the Ferengi would be incredibly bad. Thankfully Hust was currently unable to sense the Ferengi thoughts, either by intense ignoring or something with the leaves.

"So I'm assuming that you have a plan on how to move these... erm... fine gentlemen out of the Fountain area?" he asked, an eyebrow raised.
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Re: S1 - Mission 6 - Debt Collection
« Reply #71 on: April 11, 2017, 01:13:38 pm »

[CO's Office]

"Unicorn?!" Drega exclaimed. "I knew you trying to swindle me, Stafford! I demand to see this unicorn at once!"

Stafford leaned on his cane and blinked. He wondered how Jett had talked his way out of his cell, but it didn't matter. The rangy freighter captain had given them an opportunity. When the captain spoke next his voice was exasperated and outraged.

"And I knew this one was betraying me!" The captain said. "How much are they paying you, Jett, to turn your back on your own people?!"

"No matter," Drega said smoothly. "Mr. Jett, Ferenginar thanks you for your service. You will take us to this unicorn, now."

The captain was a good actor. Within a moment he was dejectedly kicking out his foot and had shoved his hands into his pockets, almost saying gee golly or shucks as if in defeat.

"I see that I am no match for your powers of persuasion, sub-nagus," Stafford said mournfully. "I suppose I have no choice."

"That's right," Drega said in a triumphant tone. "You go sort out our business on the Promenade, Stafford, while we find this unicorn of yours."

"You're going to pay for leading them to our golden goose!" The captain was in Jett's face, jabbing a finger into it. The Ferengi hauled him away.

"What's a goose?" Drega asked absently as all of them left the office.

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Re: S1 - Mission 6 - Debt Collection
« Reply #72 on: April 11, 2017, 01:35:00 pm »
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[Promenade]

"Hey!" A security officer said, whirling around to meet the new group of arrivals.

In response, the scarred Klingon shoved the Starfleet woman one-handedly over a table, causing drinks to spill and food to fly. A few other Klingons guffawed.

"The Ferengi Commerce Authority is releasing all wrongfully imprisoned and lifting this lock down of yours," A small round tick of a Ferengi said loud enough for the entire Promenade to hear. "Starfleet has no authority here!"

[Sickbay]

A trio of rough looking ruffians, all humans, accompanied a Ferengi with a PADD into the primary sickbay. The Ferengi was rattling off figures to himself.

"Space is approximately the same as a standard cargo hold," He was saying, lobes twitching with greed. "We can make this into yet another place for goods to sell and turn something else into sickbay. The solarium, perhaps, we don't need sunlight or gardens anymore."

"Yes sir," A human thug said.

"You, there!" The Ferengi jabbed a finger at Lieutenant Naira. "Is there a male here we can talk to? You're all being reassigned."

[Engineering]

"Ah, the nerve center, the heart of the operation!" Yet another Ferengi said to his gargantuan Nausicaan bodyguard. "We'll get started right away."

"Engineering department, to orders!" shouted the Nausicaan.

"Nice touch," The Ferengi admitted, before raising his voice. "Here's what we're going to be doing. Start stripping everything of value that is not needed for station operation and make me an inventory. I need to know how much of everything we have and how much latinum I can expect. Who's the ranking officer here?!"

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Re: S1 - Mission 6 - Debt Collection
« Reply #73 on: April 11, 2017, 04:04:08 pm »
[CO's Office]

Jett stood silent and he waited for the reaction of the crowd inside the office.  He gave a cocky smile to both Dreaga and Drogo.  He wanted to make the appearance that he was doing everything he can to get higher in the world.
"And I knew this one was betraying me!" The captain said. "How much are they paying you, Jett, to turn your back on your own people?!"

"I never said I was on your
"No matter," Drega said smoothly. "Mr. Jett, Ferenginar thanks you for your service. You will take us to this unicorn, now."

Jett nooded for a second.  And stood silent. 

"I see that I am no match for your powers of persuasion, sub-nagus," Stafford said mournfully. "I suppose I have no choice."

"That's right," Drega said in a triumphant tone. "You go sort out our business on the Promenade, Stafford, while we find this unicorn of yours."

"You're going to pay for leading them to our golden goose!" The captain was in Jett's face, jabbing a finger into it. The Ferengi hauled him away.

"What's a goose?" Drega asked absently as all of them left the office.
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Re: S1 - Mission 6 - Debt Collection
« Reply #74 on: April 11, 2017, 05:57:00 pm »
[Promenade Fountain]

Hust shook his head. "Thank you for the offer, Chaplain but I think I'll leave the spiritual world to you." he said, as he observed the Ferengi. Some of the people on the promenade had begun to watch, point, and laugh at the Ferengi who had obviously taken leave of their senses.

As to the rest of the station, Hust had no idea what was going on in those regards. "How many of these buggers do you think there are?" he asked, indicating the Ferengi. If they indeed wanted to take the Columbus, it would take quite the force. A Citadel-class space station was a formidable achievement to take, and not one that Starfleet would give up.

That still, the amount of secrets stored on the base was incredible- allowing the computer core and other critical files to fall into the hands of the Ferengi would be incredibly bad. Thankfully Hust was currently unable to sense the Ferengi thoughts, either by intense ignoring or something with the leaves.

"So I'm assuming that you have a plan on how to move these... erm... fine gentlemen out of the Fountain area?" he asked, an eyebrow raised.

[Promenade- Fountain]

The promenade had been placed on lockdown and, as the general population filtered out some rather rough looking characters began to fill in their places (albeit with lesser numbers).

Vem raised an eyebrow to Hust.

"Yer' going to leave the spiritual world to me so I'll leave the legal world to you. It seems these gentlemen are disorderly on the promenade." He said with a polite smile, "I don't know the mortal law very well but sumpt'en tells me dat' it's a night in the brig to sleep it off."

Just then the Klingon tossed a woman over a table nearby. Vem knew that kind of grunt anywhere and bowed slightly to Hust.

"Pardon me. I have... sheep to tend to." He admitted, stearing one of the Ferengi by his shoulder to Hust. The Ferengi hugged him around the waist.


[Promenade- Restaurant]

"Be still brother." Vem said sternly to the Klingon as he offered a helping hand to the Starfleet officer who had been thrown.
"Law or not you dishonor yourself by unceremoniously tossing a frail hu-mon. What challenge is that? It is a victory made of brittle bones and thin blood."

He knew he'd used dark words and it might well invite danger to himself but at least it'd distract from the fellow Starfleet officer who had possibly been injured.

Vem, Son of Motag
Federation Humanitarian Chaplain
Homeopathic Doctor

 

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