<USS Avalon> "Bad impressions hopefully don't last"

  "Bad impressions hopefully don't last" 

  Location: Star base Izar Brig

      Victoria sat behind the humming of a security force field on a non too 
comfortable bench inside the Izar station brig. She had one of those smug grins 
on her face she use to give the kids back in school when they sat across from 
each other in the principals office, staring at the group of three civilian 
spacers. She could still feel the bruises that were left over from the brawl 
which broke out just upon the docking of her transport craft to the station. 
"Bet they never try hitting on a woman like that again!" her smug grin expanded 
as she thought about her interesting trip on the transport. 

      Skylar couldn't believe that she was being called to the brig on Izar to 
bail out some ensign who is supposed to be one of the new engineers on Avalon. 
Whoever this person is, is not making a good impression right off the bat. 
~~Where do we find these people?~~ she wondered to herself.

      The doors to the Brig holding cell area, came apart, which caught the 
boys attention immediately, hoping most likely that it was their Captain with 
bail. But instead it was a  nearly 6 foot tall Brunette, who looked very 
unhappy. She was wearing Star fleet red, and looked distinctly of the command 
sort. She eyed the group of men across from Victoria, then her gaze fell upon 
her new engineer. "Ensign!" she said. 

      Victoria's gaze never left the three men across from her. But she heard 
her rank being called. "Aye!" she said plainly. 

       "Lets go!" she said sternly, as her hands fell upon the controls to her 
cell. "When I call you, you are to move immediately. That means stand at 
attention and act like the supposed officer you are. Now get off your ass and 
let's go.!!!'

  {{One hour earlier}}

       "Alright ladies and gents, we'll be docking at Station Izar in about 
five minutes, we'd like to thank you for flying with our service, and hope to 
accommodate you again." The intercom in the small cramped passenger compartment 
bleeped off after there captain finished his typical speech. 

       The one attendant for there cabin came through collecting pillows and 
blankets, "Alright you dogs, give them up." She said as she came upon the group 
of rowdy spacer's. "Its that time!"

       "Aw but love, what have I to snuggle up against now that I don't have 
the pillow or you!" he said in a very cheesey seductive voice. 

       She took up one of those sassy stances that Victoria recognized as 
common for a Southern sass, much like her own mother would take up when 
confronted. "Why not one of your mates!" she said in a not so appreciative 
tone. 

       "Aw, but they aren't as pretty!" he said. 

       She yanked the pillow away from him, and started down to the other end 
of the cabin. 

       The fore runner of the group stood up and started making a not so nice 
hip thrusting gesture towards the woman, it was about that time that Victoria 
had heard about enough from this group. She had tolerated them for most of the 
sixteen hour journey they had made. She slid from her seat and into the isle, 
and started back towards the man making his gesture. "Hey sexy. let me see that 
move." She said in a semi seductive voice of her own. 

       The space faring man turned around towards her, just in time to catch a 
foot, full forced into the crotch which doubled him over. "Women are not meat 
you jerk!" she yelled, and spit on him. 

       It was at this point she realized that it might not have been a good 
idea to kick him in the crotch, as the other two came barreling out of there 
seats towards her. The first punch which hit her right on the jaw, and spun her 
around caught her very much so off guard. 

       But her repost was just as nice, she spun with the punch coming around 
quickly to hit the man square in the nose. Which gave a nice shower of blood 
upon impact. Her second blow double the man over, as she made contact with his 
stomach. 

       The third man kicked out with his left leg, catching Victoria in the 
stomach pitching her back down the isle and onto the floor. He advanced on her 
quickly, but stopped abruptly as he neared her as a foot made contact with his 
crotch, he too doubled over and fell into the seats off the isle. She rose 
holding her stomach, to meet face to face with the first man she kicked in the 
crotch. 

       "Hey Love!" she heard and then stars exploded as his fist made contact 
with her face. Everything for the next few moments became a blur to her, as the 
crew of the vessel eventually pulled the two apart from each other. 

       As Victoria's vision cleared, something she didn't want to see entered 
it. Star fleet Security. It didn't take long for them to bind both her and the 
other three up and haul them off to the stations cell. And there she had sat 
for the last few hours. Hoping that her career was yet again not over. 

  {{Present day}}

       The sound of the force field between her and the others snapped off, 
which cued her legs to get her up and going. She stepped from the room, and 
moved over towards the three men, but a firm hand stopped her. "They may be 
pigs, but you can't do anymore good then what you've already  done!" came the 
unknown voice. 

       Victoria's eyes finally freed the men of their torment, as they shifted 
to the woman's. She gave a nod, and turned to head for the door. 

       As the doors behind her snapped shut, the woman in Star fleet red turned 
her gaze upon the three men sitting in the cell. "I just saved your lives 
gentlemen. I am thinking you'll think twice about insulting women's integrity 
again!" she let the comment linger for a moment, before she too walked out the 
door.

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