Fighting over a little piece of street

Posted on Tue Aug 2nd, 2022 @ 12:28pm by Lieutenant Commander Melanie D’BrooNi- Haistro

380 words; about a 2 minute read

Mission: Episode 5 - Objects In Motion
Location: Lower promonade
Timeline: after return from past. During briefing

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The Fariq’wal growled as the small group of her people who had been sucked back to this hell of a future walked round their new environment while they attempted to work out their new mandate.

There culture shock and disgust at the circumstances had been growing for days.

“Repairs or at least full repairs will be difficult Fariq’wal, these Federation do not have half of the materials we had. They either did not discover them or they have been depleted over the years,” he looked at her nervously.

“You dismantled their ability to understand us unless we chose them too yes?” she barked. There technology was crude. They easily managed to rig up a bypass to switch off their translator. She did not wish Federation ears to hear everything they discussed.

“Yes my lady,” he bowed his head. “You can just will it telepathically.”

“Right then we need transport. To one of our bases. See if anything survived. If we were wise enough to put some of our people in statis. To see if we can stockpile any of our components. Find a way to build a device to return us.”

“But that is forbidden …

She finally let go of her anger and slapped him. Physically and mentally. “Forbidden or not do you wish to live out our days in this hell?” she snarled. “They will try convince us to join them. Helping them got us in this position in the first place. We find another option.”

“And if we cannot … “He staggered back and refused her eyes, he dare not remind her of the forbidden science and its consequences again.

“Then we rebuild the empire bit by bit. It is our duty to restore our numbers and bring us back into a golden age.

“We do not have enough females …

“Then we much create hybrid carriers. In fact there is one already …. And she has to have been on one of our machines for that to have even happened ….

“The doctor? The spotty one. That is brilliant ….

“We have to prepare ….”

“You have to die more like …..

“Iconian scum ….”

“TKon terrorists. You set this up ….”

Like in west side story the two alien factions of survivors squared off against each other. Then fighting broke out.

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