Posted Sept. 29, 2019, 3:17 p.m. by Ensign Kin Va'Ser-la (Security Officer) (James Sinclair)
=/\= Security to Deck 8, Section 12! On the double! =/\= squaked a voice over the Security comms. Tapping her badge and turning to head the opposite direction from where she had been heading, Kin said =/\= Ensign Va’Ser-la responding! =/\= and began running towards section twelve as she was already on the correct deck.
Less than a minute later, she rounded a bend and came upon what she assumed was the reason for the call. On the floor was a mass of flailing limbs and bodies, two in uniform and one in what may have been an attempt to be a man’s swimsuit, but the designer had apparently ran out material and talent halfway through. Taking a moment to assess the situation, Kin yelled out “All right! That’s enough!!” in her most authoritarian voice which, fortunately, was pretty authoritarian… and loud. The words cut through the din of insults and curses long enough for the three figures to pause. Unfortunately for one, that also allowed the opportunity for the mostly naked individual to deliver a solid right fist to the eye of the second man, sending him to the deck with a cry of pain. A female, the third party of the scuffle, whipped her head around to see what happened and opened her mouth the say something when Kin said “I said enough!” and she clamped he mouth closed as Kin put a hand in the naked man’s chest and moved him to the side away from the man rolling on the carpeted deck.
Making sure he was out of arm’s reach, she said “Now. You.” and pointed at the woman, a human female wearing the yellow of Engineering. “Tell me what in the Nine Hells is going on here.”
Va’Ser-la, Security JO
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