Nobody Knows the Trouble I've Seen

Posted on 06/25/2020 @ 7:48am by Ensign Melis Mendyar

Mission: S1E3: Visit to Starbase 375
Location: USS Crazy Horse Brig
Timeline: Day 1 at 0000

"The two most powerful warriors are patience and time."
Leo Tolstoy

ON:

The escort was a short one from the Commander's ready room on Deck 1 all the way to the brig on Deck 8. They were all sharing a cell just as the Commander ordered. They had been there for a few hours, and in relative silence. the mood was somber to say the least. They say that you have 1 chance to make a first impression. and this was NOT the one that they all wanted to make. But humanoids have a unique talent for achieving or attaining that which is unwanted to undesired.

"This is such a load of CRAP!!!!!" Pops said standing up from sitting on the bunk.

"Don't sweat it, we've been in worse scraps then THIS." Said Fast Eddy. "All we need is a plan. What's the plan?" He said smiling.

"Yeah, lets put our heads together. We will have that Commander eating out of our hands." Said Pig Boy. "What's the play Cash, we are with you."

Xander Cash looked at his team. They had been together a LONG time. He knew what they can do. He also knew that this was not the Federation Scrapyard on Tellar Prime. Somewhere.....Somehow......they had become Star Fleet Officers again.

"Yeah, lets plan what we will do to that Commander." Said Pig Boy.

"You will do NOTHING and that's an order." Said Cash. "Guys maybe....just maybe THEY are right this time. All I know is....we have all dreamed about getting out of that dead end scrapyard. Well, here we are. And look at us. We are just pissing that away."

Cash looked at Latka " Think of it buddy, you just might get to work on something other then a rust bucket."

Latka looked back at Cash and with a joyous expression in his eyes replied "Tanku Veddymuch"

Cash looked at Delmar. "You...you just might have your own command by now IF you cared Pops." Then Cash turned to the rest. "Guys, somewhere we took a left turn at Alpha Centauri. I think it's high time we actually used our super powers for good. Not just for ourselves."

Telev Kar'eem stood up and looked at Cash. "You are SUCH a nerd." she said to break the tension. and with that, they all started to giggle. "And, you are right. I didn't come to Star Fleet to fail." She said.

There was a moment of silence. A moment of reflection as each of them decided on what they were going to do.

"Ok Guys, we all wanted better. Well, here it is. Are we in? OR are we out?" Cash asked. "Personally, I think we should give it a shot. I say IN." He said putting his hand out.

"IN" said Kar'eem putting her hand on top of Cash's.

"IN" Pops said sounding a little shaken and slightly scared putting his hand on top of the other two. Then, Latka saying nothing put in his hand. Then in short order all 6 hands were in.

"Ok, Its agreed. we will make this work?" Cash said. They were all silent. But they held in their hands. "Ok, time for the Shepard's Prayer." Cash said as they all bowed their heads. "Oh Lord. Please DON'T let us screw this up." And then everyone else said as one. "A-MEN"

They all slowly took their hands back when Fast Eddy looked at Pops. "Why is that the Shepard's Prayer?" He asked.

Pops looked back at Eddy. "Read your history Man. reference Alan B Shepard." He said sitting back down on the bunk.

Then Pig Boy looked at Cash. "Next order of business....I'm Hungry." the tellarite said.

"Big Surprise there." Said Pops smiling.

"Well, you might as well call for the waiter." Said Cash.

Pig Boy cleared his throat. and yelled "Garson, we are ready to have our order taken." saying to attract the attention of the guard.

Mendyar, as Rickman had gone off to the restroom, was the one who responded. "Now, what is a garson? Some human thing? ... Sounds French-ish? Never spent much time in Paris. And, don't think you'll be giving any orders for a while."

Pig Boy looked at Mendyar through the cell force field. "Keep talking like that and it just might effect your tip." He said with a grin. "We are hungry. We just want to know when it's time to eat."

"You'll get food in... One hour, maybe two. Depends on how busy the mess is. Regulations are very clear on this, as you might or might not know."

"Regulations state that the first to eat are those confined to sick bay, then those who are confined to the brig, then those who are under any other confinement. After that it's the ship's guests. Then the ship's compliment. then the officers. That is exactly what the regulations say. It don't matter how busy the mess hall is. You MAY want to refresh your memory on what the regulations are Ensign." Said Pops interjecting from across the room

"Look, could you just check on it for us, please?" Asked Cash.

"I suppose I could, although I'm not disposed to charity, given what you did... But, I'm a reasonable sort."

The smile dissipated from Pig Boys face. "We are NOT asking you for charity flat foot. Just to do your job. You might want to get on that." He said sounding annoyed at the Ensign's last comment."

"Last time I checked, you're the ones behind the forcefield..." The Benzite moved to a commpannel. "Brig to Mess Hall... Estimate on the prisoners' dinner." There was some indistinct words over the line, then Mendyar turned back to them. "Half an hour, they said. Cool your thrusters."

"Well, IF you did your job properly there would be no need to cool my thruster, now would there FLAT FOOT?" Said Pig Boy standing at the entrance behind his side of the force field.

"Here we go" Said Fast Eddy.

"Last time I checked, you six are in here for breaking the rules... If you did your jobs properly, you wouldn't be there now, would you, engineers." Mendyar was practically hissing now with suppressed anger.

"Did our JOBS??????" The Tellerite bellowed. "We JUST got here. We don't even have quarters yet. WE haven't even been to Engineering. WE haven't been given the opportunity to do OUR jobs FLAT FOOT. But, I can assure you, IF we had.....WE at least know our jobs. Nobody need tell us how to do our thing. So, why is that flat foot? Why don't you know YOUR job?

Just then, Pops stood up and walked over to Pig Boy. "Ok, I think that you......" He never finished that sentence.

"STAY OUT OF IT!!!!!!" Pig Boy yelled.

"Okay, This is me. Minding my own damn business." Pops said walking away.

"You sorry lot are in for a world of trouble... I trust you know that... Do I need to separate you so you won't hurt one another? I'll do it if I have to. And, I meant that if you'd done your jobs properly before ending up here, your sorry butts wouldn't have been in that cell to begin with... What is this galaxy coming to?" growled Mendyar, that last more to himself than anything. "And why the hell are you calling me flatfoot, when the six of you look, and smell, like a Klingon bar after an all-night party with Bat'Leth and Orions in the same space?"

"You should have been at the party. But wait, you'd need to grow up for that Junior. As for calling you flat foot. It's an ancient expression for a beat cop. Does nothing but walk and look. Sound like your day? And as for separating us.....for OUR protection????? why don't you try it? Come in, see who needs protecting." Pig Boy said in direct defiance.

From the back at the cell sitting on a bench the Andorian female just started laughing. "Don't take it personal. He hasn't had his shot yet. He's got a conic case of bitchy."

then Latka stepped in and tried to reason with the Tellarite. "You mak tings warse for us. Wy you do dis. So stoopid." He looked at the Tellarite who gave him back a glare. Then, Latka sat down saying only "Tank you veddymuch"

"Maybe I will... Would you kindly sit down and shut up?" was Mendyar's response, not appreciating any of the prisoners' attitudes.

All of the prisoners but Pig Boy sat down in the back and remained silent. Pig Boy smiled. Sat right up front with a HUGE grin on his face. Like a challenge beckoning the guard to do it.

"I don't like that smile on your face..." Mendyar walked over to the forcefield controls, shut them off just long enough to get into the cell, then entered.

Pig Boy smiled. "You can ask me nice flat foot. I won't cause any trouble. But you touch me, and that's assault. I WILL defend myself." He said sweet as pie. The other 5 were basically sitting quietly doing something resembling a face palm.

"What the hell are you doing?" The voice was Bajoran--looks like Lieutenant Tahlin had come to call. "Mendyar, why are you behind the forcefield?"

"Ma'am, they were--"

"Save it... Get out of there... And you, prisoners, I suggest you wait quietly for your food--it'll be here when its said it'll get here." The woman wrinkled her nose. "Can't you clean yourselves up a bit?"

An answer was preempted from her by Mendyar throwing a punch at the Telarite. He didn't want to punch anyone, not really, but he hated the attitude these guys were giving him and his security fellows. Maybe violence would get through where words had failed?

Pig Boy swayed back from the blow. But, when he recovered, he had an evil grin on his face. He sat there looking for a second. "Oh baby." He said before springing from a seated position, using his upward momentum to throw an uppercut with his right, to the jaw of the the guard. The other prisoners sat there looking in shear disbelief.

"Enough" Said Cash. But his words were not heard.

Mendyar reacted by catching the punch with his hand, then sweeping his legs out to get at the Telarite's legs. Tahlin, for her part, moved towards the forcefield. "What the hell are you doing? Mr. Mendyar, stand down!"

Pig Boy used the fist Mendyar had caught to push him off balance and crash him into the wall, while planting his legs firm. While Mendyar was sweeping his legs they were unable to move the Tellerite as he had all his weight centered on on the leg that was being swept. Then, with his other arm, Pig Boy was punching Mendyar in the ribs.

"STOP THIS NOW!!!!!" Yelled Cash jumping into the fray. Only to be hit in the eye by one of Pig Boys elbows when he was punching Mendyar's ribs.

Mendyar doubled up as the punch hit solidly. "Owww, that's what I get for picking a fight with a Telarite..." He was cut off by the rapid beeping of the forcefield controls, the snap of the field going off, and a hand grasping him by his uniform and pulling him back.

"Ensign Mendyar, I don't care who started it... Fighting prisoners, particularly Starfleet prisoners, is against regulations... You know this... Report to Sickbay, and after that, you're restricted to quarters when not on duty... We'll discuss this later."

The Benzite lowered his head. "Yes, Ma'am."

"Get out of here..." The Bajoran turned to the prisoners. "Mind telling me what happened? You, Lieutenant--you're in charge of this sorry lot. Report!"

"Well, P.O. Krit asked your guard if he could find out when we were to be fed. Things escalated from there. To be completely honest though, Petty Officer Krit was not exactly on his best behavior. His comments were condescending and down right rude. It started there, and then escalated. I never thought it would get this far. I tried to jump in to stop it." Cash said holding his eye that was starting to swell.

"All right... I'm putting both of them on report... You did try and stop it, but this is not going to look good..." She gave the prisoners a flinty-eyed stare. "I don't want to hear of another incident--am I clear? If I do, I will be... Most displeased. I will be discussing this fight with our first officer."

"You do what you got to do." Said Cash holding his eye.

"Good..." The Bajoran stepped out of the cell and reactivated the forcefield. "I'll get someone from Sickbay to tend to your wounds," she told them. Turning to go, she hit her commbadge. "Lae'Or to Jeffries and Mac'Kensey..."

"I'll be fine. besides, I've got a meeting to go to." He said.

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A Post By:
Lieutenant (J.G) Lae'Or Tahlin
Chief of Security/Tactical
USS Crazy Horse

Lt jg Xander Cash
Chief Engineering Officer (we still hope)
USS Crazy Horse

Ensign Lucius Delmar
Engineer
USS Crazy Horse

Petty Officer 1st Class Graal Krit
Engineer
USS Crazy Horse

Petty Officer 2nd Class Eddy Felson
Engineer
USS Crazy Horse

Crewman Telev Kar'eem
Engineer
USS Crazy Horse

Crewman Latka Gravas
Engineer
USS Crazy Horse