The Lull

Posted on Sat Aug 25th, 2012 @ 10:30am by Commodore Andrew Clifford

135 words; about a 1 minute read

Andrew woke early and headed for the gym. At the moment, it was the only thing keeping him sane.

There was plenty happening on the station, but unfortunately none of it included him. Still this was what life in star fleet was all about, a few periods of intense action followed by long periods of waiting.

It had been two days since Mr Lokran and the Admiral had apprehended an assailant, but apart from keeping him locked up there was nothing they could do with him. I suppose they could threaten to throw him out of an airlock if he didn't talk, but that wouldn't really work because this was star fleet and they didn't do that sort of thing.

Perhaps we should hand him over to the Klingons, he would talk quickly enough then.

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