Don’t Sit… There

Posted on Fri Oct 6th, 2023 @ 8:30pm by Commander Donald ‘Don’ Key

Mission: Albion, on Ice!
Location: USS Albion
Timeline: Present

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::5 days later::

Key: ::Controls the Albion from the flight control station::

Key: “Coming up to those coordinates as ordered.”

Sprague: “Good stuff.” ::Shuffles in the command chair::

Key: “No sign of the ship.”

Sprague: “Are you sure? Open a channel.”

Key: “Aye sir”

Sprague: “This is Captain Dick Sprague, Commanding officer. Are you out there?”

Klingon Commander over comms: “Standby!”

::Klingon Bird of Prey de-cloaks::

Klingon Commander: “Transmit payment on my command!”

Sprague: “Wait, where’s the merchandise?”

Klingon Commander: “You’ll get the merchandise when I get my payment!”

Sprague: ::Nods to the operations officer to transmit payment::

Ops officer: “Payment complete, sir.”

Klingon Commander: “Transporting merchandise, now!”

::On the bridge, a dog materialises::

Sprague: “Thank God. When you accidentally killed Janeway’s dog I thought it would be the gallows for us! Thankfully I was able to source this replacement before she found out!”

Key: “I didn’t mean to kill it, sir.”

Sprague: “I know, Don. Just be careful where you choose to sit from now on.”

Key: ::Nods sheepishly::

Sprague: “Get us out of here!”

Key: ::Sets a random course and engages at warp 7::


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Commander Don Key
Chief Flight Control Officer
USS Albion