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- | ====== These Are The Times ====== | + | ====== These Are The Times, Part 1 ====== |
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Their leader is one Lieutenant Commander Hendrix. | Their leader is one Lieutenant Commander Hendrix. | ||
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- | He's got a pair of ensigns under him assigned as team leads for two separate squads of about eight enlisted troopers each. They' | + | He's got a pair of ensigns under him assigned as team leads for two separate squads of about eight enlisted troopers each. They' |
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Hendrix isn't happy about it, which is probably why I've been given a temporary grade reduction to lieutenant for this detached duty. Even at that rank, a small team like this wouldn' | Hendrix isn't happy about it, which is probably why I've been given a temporary grade reduction to lieutenant for this detached duty. Even at that rank, a small team like this wouldn' | ||
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It was nighttime, and the rain was coming down in sheets, soaking Leon's black tactical jumpsuit as he lay face down in the mud. | It was nighttime, and the rain was coming down in sheets, soaking Leon's black tactical jumpsuit as he lay face down in the mud. | ||
- | Leon fished his phasor rifle out of the puddle in front of him as the squad of troopers ran past him, their boots splashing water in his face with each step. | + | Leon fished his phasor rifle out of the puddle in front of him as the squad of troopers ran past, their boots splashing water in his face with each step. |
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It took Leon a few more seconds to shake the excess mud off his weapon and check for its operability by tilting it on its side and analyzing the readouts. | It took Leon a few more seconds to shake the excess mud off his weapon and check for its operability by tilting it on its side and analyzing the readouts. | ||
- | "That was PITIFUL!" | + | "That was PITIFUL!" |
"No sir!" the nervous youth shouted back. The burly young man was hardly in his late teens, but bore a stolid demeanor. | "No sir!" the nervous youth shouted back. The burly young man was hardly in his late teens, but bore a stolid demeanor. | ||
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"You pull a stunt like that again and I'll throw you in a hole so deep it'll take someone a MONTH to reach you! DISMISSED!" | "You pull a stunt like that again and I'll throw you in a hole so deep it'll take someone a MONTH to reach you! DISMISSED!" | ||
- | Nervously, the assembled soldiers came to attention and began filing out of the holodeck | + | Nervously, the assembled soldiers came to attention and began filing out of the holosuite |
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With confusion, Leon turned to look between the departing columns and Hendrix a few times before walking towards the commander, who was already taking a leisurely swagger in his direction. | With confusion, Leon turned to look between the departing columns and Hendrix a few times before walking towards the commander, who was already taking a leisurely swagger in his direction. | ||
- | "I suppose | + | "I suppose |
"Now that you mention it..." Leon replied leerily. | "Now that you mention it..." Leon replied leerily. | ||
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"I don't understand," | "I don't understand," | ||
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"Corps of Engineers?" | "Corps of Engineers?" | ||
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"The CIC?" Leon asked, even more dumfounded than before. | "The CIC?" Leon asked, even more dumfounded than before. | ||
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"Where ARE we going?" | "Where ARE we going?" | ||
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- | The registration of thunder rumbled across the holographic valley as a swelling emotions roiled within Leon. Strangely, it didn't matter to him anymore that the invasion may have violated some sort of obscure interstellar law or Starfleet directive. | + | The registration of thunder rumbled across the holographic valley as a swelling |
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"Leon, why are you doing this?" Pakita addressed the eight-hundred pound Mugato in the room. "Why are you bothering to work with Roth-Dorian and Hendrix? | "Leon, why are you doing this?" Pakita addressed the eight-hundred pound Mugato in the room. "Why are you bothering to work with Roth-Dorian and Hendrix? | ||
- | With an exasperated sigh, the doctors | + | With an exasperated sigh, the doctor |
- | "I TOLD you Maria, I'm not doing this for myself," Leon looked at her with irritation. | + | "I TOLD you Maria, I'm not doing this for MYSELF," Leon looked at her with irritation. |
"At some point," | "At some point," | ||
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Without warning, the ship's alert klaxon blared to life. | Without warning, the ship's alert klaxon blared to life. | ||
- | =/\= "Red Alert. | + | =/\= //"Red Alert. |
"Looks like the fleet' | "Looks like the fleet' | ||
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As the door slid shut, Leon stretched his aching muscles to get himself out of his chair with intensions to head to sickbay and help with battle preparations. | As the door slid shut, Leon stretched his aching muscles to get himself out of his chair with intensions to head to sickbay and help with battle preparations. | ||
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"He hasn't got hours!" | "He hasn't got hours!" | ||
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**OFF** | **OFF** |