<USS Banshee> "A Whole New World"
- From: "Brad Ruder" <GroundZero@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- To: ussbanshee@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
- Date: Mon, 16 Sep 2002 15:35:31 -0700
?A Whole New World?
by Lieutenant Josh
?Lark to Asper.?
over on his bed; his eyes wide awake at the vocal intrusion. He
tapped his bare chest, not realizing that he had removed his
communicator and placed it on the table next to his bed. Reaching
over and tapping it gently, Josh relaxed again on his pillows.
?Asper here, what do you want Tom??
?I hate to disturb you,
?I was hoping you would, you?d be a sick person
if you get pleasure out of this.? Josh?s eyes felt like they were
tied to one thousand kilogram weights ? trying to keep his eyes open
was like training for the Starfleet Olympics.
?I heard that
you are going to be the acting Shogun Squadron Pilot
?No, Lark, that doesn?t mean that you don?t have to
take the test like everyone else on board. Try studying, there are
tons of books available for you to get prepared.? Josh?s mouth
perked up in a smile as he wrapped his arms around the back of his
head. He glanced at the chronometer on the table next to his bed:
Lark laughed, ?I know that, but YOU have to
take the test before you are officially the leader of the shogun
pilots. The band of merry rebels is betting that you can?t even pass
the primary tests that include using your equipment.?
straight up as if he had awoken from a horrible nightmare, Josh eyes
flung the ?weights? aside. He kicked his feet off the side of his
bed and set them on the cold floor. He stood to his feet and began
to cross his quarters. ?What do you have in mind, Tom? I?m assuming
that you?re some how mixed with this and you have something betting
that I can do it.?
?Lieutenant, I would
?What?d you bet, Lark?? Josh threw on a black
sleeveless shirt and pulled on his workout shorts. ?I?m guessing
some holodeck time, replicator rations, or that awesome model of the
. That?s worth its weight in latinum, and
split among the eight shogun pilots that would make a pretty
?I know that it is.? Lark seemed hesitant, or even
desperate from the sound of his voice and the obvious quiver in
Josh shrugged as he laced up his tennis shoes, ?You put up
! Are you nuts? It?s a good thing that I?m
here and there isn?t a chance that I won?t pass those tests, I mean,
if Hiddukel can do it, anyone can.? Josh didn?t mind much about
bashing his fellow officer; it was all in the spirit of
?Hey, Devon wasn?t a bad guy. Anyway, I want you to win
obviously, so I?ve got some things set up in the fighter bay, do you
have time to come down here.? Apparently, in his desperate situation
of possibly losing his prized possession, he didn?t realize that it
was in the middle of the night.
Josh laughed as he was already
in the turbolift heading there, ?I?m on my way, and next time, check
Lark laughed again over the communication system,
?Yes, sir.? ***** ***** ***** *****
As the doors to the shuttle bay
loomed up ahead, Josh came to terms with reality that he would be dog
tired on his shift that started in just under four hours. If he made
this quick, if it were possible, he would be back for at least an
hour nap. He didn?t care much, sleep and work were the only things
that he could use as an excuse to not think of Sara. Even with
sleep, the moments before he passed into unconsciousness, his mind
would wander to her presence.
Stepping inside the metal door
frame, his eyes locked on Lark who was pacing silently in front of a
row of shogun fighters. Josh took a step to his right and onto the
lift pad that would drop him to the lower level; Lark was still
unaware of his presence. Josh moved slowly over to Tom, who was deep
in thought. ?All right, Tom, what do you want me to
Josh couldn?t stop himself from letting
a laugh escape his lips, ?It?s OK, I?ll do everything that I can.
Not only is your holy Enterprise
shrine in peril, I have a
reputation and a girl to impress.?
?A girl? I thought that
you and Lieutenant Crusher were through??
?Who said anything
about impressing Sara?? Josh smiled as he stepped a short distance
to his right to run his hand down the smooth metallic exterior of the
fighter that would soon be in his capable hands.
against the fighter as well and showed interest, ?Who is it this
?Not like it?s any of your business, but a cute lady in
the medical department. You may know her as Heather?? Josh?s smile
seemed to triple in size as he looked at the equipment that littered
the ground in front of the fighter. ?What is this
?This is your test, this is the complete Shogun
Fighter Equipment Pack.?
?And that means what to me?? Josh?s
curiosity spiked, but he was still uncertain about how to proceed, if
there was a way for him to do just that.
Lark walked over to a
rather bulky piece of equipment that resembled an anti-gravity suit
and lifted it up. ?This is a Type 3 SEWG, it?s the current form of
Lark meandered his way
across the rest of the crowded equipment and then started loading
several smaller items into a large container, and eventually pushed
it into Josh?s directions with a menacing moan that showed Josh just
how heavy this stuff was. ?This is your Tactical Kit, take a
Josh took a step forward and examined the contents of
the box. ?Kelbonite and Bemonite ore-coated tent, a transporter
inhibitor, camouflage field, Type 3B phaser rifle, Type 2 hand
phaser, a dozen photon grenades, and one kick-ass isomagnetic
disintegrator.? Josh looked up from the box of ?toys? and then back
into it. ?I get to use this??
?I don?t really know; the tests
vary based on the Captain discretion. That can be based on how much
she likes you, or how well you taste after you?re barbecued. My
philosophy is that you train for everything and you?ll know
everything.? Lark shifted his weight and moved to yet another loaded
cargo container and moved it towards Josh, taking the Tactical Kit
and maneuvering it under the fighter.
?And this would
?Medical Kit, go ahead, Doctor.? Lark tried to make a
joke, not withstanding, but watched as Josh got onto his knees to
examine the small objects.
?It comes in three medical kit
?It?s designed for easy access.?
continued his search, ?Two hyposprays, one medical tricorder, a
defibrillator?? Josh paused as he examined the device in his grip.
?What the hell am I supposed to use this for? Am I supposed to shock
the hell out of myself?? Josh?s voice shifted into a more silly and
playful voice, ?Oh, God, I?m dying. Time to hook a warp core to my
chest, that will start my heart.?
?OK, so the system isn?t
perfect.? Lark seemed not to catch the blatant humor in Josh?s voice
and seemed content on focusing on Josh?s search. Josh assumed that
Lark had put himself in a potential emotionally devastating
?Dermal regenerator, a wound kit for when I?m out
killing members of the Jem?Hadar, neural pads, a cortical stimulator,
thrombic modulator, and what the hell is this?? Josh pulled a huge
package that had the universal medical sign on it.
as he knelt down next to Josh, ?That would be your medical compounds
kit. It can fix anything, with anything, at any time, at any place,
?I get it, Tom, thanks.? Josh laughed as he
pat Lark on the shoulder and opened the package, vials that fit
hyposprays were littered around the inside. Each had a different
color with a different dose amount. ?They think of everything, don?t
?Of course, we?re members of Starfleet, our motto is
?That?s the Boy Scouts, Tom.?
way, we always are, aren?t we?? Lark laughed for the first time in
about an hour and ran a hand through his hair.
?Yes, I guess
you?re right. OK, we have dermalplast, hyperzine, hyronalin,
formazinec, inaprovaline, netinaline, lectrazine, tiroxilin,
tirioxin, triptacedrine, ciortolin, corophizine, and dexalin. I know
what a good amount of these do; I?m glad that I took my recommended
years of medical training. Plus, I went through primary training for
these beasts; there isn?t anything that they can do that I don?t
know. As far as me doing them efficiently, well, you just never
?That?s good, because I just know what aspirin does.?
?I?m assuming that I?ve got an Engineering kit or something
to that affect in here, don?t I?? Josh?s eyes roamed the remaining
equipment, some of it he recognized and others it looked like
something out of the future.
?Yes, right here.? Lark again
stepped over the equipment that was spread over the floor and lifted
another box into Josh?s grasp. ?Your repair kit.?
the box down on the floor with a metallic rapping sound and then
moved around to knee down beside it. His hands dove into the box and
removed several engineering tools that were unfamiliar to him, and
then he pulled out routine repair instruments. ?Hyperspanner, I hate
these things. Here?s a coil spanner, a micro inducer, a plasma
torch, and whatever the hell that thing is.?
?That would be a
Gravitic Caliper. It regulates your plasma flow through your warp
and engine systems. You won?t really need it unless you crash on a
planet. And that would be a bipolar torch, not a plasma torch.
There similar, but not the same thing.? Lark was like a
?We have your emergency
ration kit, and the utility kit.?
Retrieving the kit that Lark
had talked about, Josh was glad that he saw it was the last of the
group of boxes. ?So, I?ve got a PADD, pattern enhancers, a
tricorder, and eighty hours of oxygen. That?s great, but where the
hell are my magazines?? Josh smiled at his joke as Lark looked at
him like a deer looking into the headlights.
?It would be an
efficient use of space.?
?Lark, it was a joke, lighten
?Oh, that was funny.? Lark laughed the fake laugh that
people do when they?re nervous or embarrassed. ?And then you have
Josh smiled as he reached into the last box,
?Sixteen water packs, which converts into roughly 250 milliliters of
water, and a week supply of food. Well, there isn?t a replicator
with would be an even better use of space.?
the equipment, know we have the technical
?Tom, can we do this after my shift tomorrow.
I?m due on the bridge at o-four-hundred, and I would like to get some
sleep so I won?t end up being served with potatoes and rice. Is that
OK with you? I mean, if I get barbecued, I will throw you out an
?That?s cool, as long as I don?t lose my Enterprise
?Don?t worry, Lark, I won?t let that happen. Besides,
you aren?t supposed to be gambling anyway; it?s against ship policy.?
Josh put his arm over Lark?s shoulder as they walked out of the
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