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Orion Surface A Need to get Away

Posted Nov. 18, 2018, 6:03 a.m. by Lieutenant Rico Vanhall (Chief of Security) (David Shotton)

Posted by Lieutenant Allison Scott (Pediatrics/Assistant Chief Medical Officer) in Orion Surface A Need to get Away

Posted by Lieutenant Rico Vanhall (Chief of Security) in Orion Surface A Need to get Away

Posted by Lieutenant Allison Scott (Pediatrics/Assistant Chief Medical Officer) in Orion Surface A Need to get Away
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Heading through the gate exiting docking terminal Rico led Ally to the baggage area without speaking, simply looking at the people and races assembled around them. Not in uniform, the two Starfleet Officers still seemed to stand out in Rico’s eyes as first of all, being human, and secondly not looking rough or dangerous, or overtly erotic. “That was easier than I expected” Rico admitted to Ally, “Starfleet procedure here must be far more lax than I thought if they let people through just like that.”

Turning, Rico picked up both of their bags and made a face as he hefted Ally’s. “What on Earth did you bring? This thing is heavier than a Marine combat suit in heavy grav!”

Smiling at her, he leaned forward to give her a light kiss on the lips. “Well, we are here Princess. Do you know of any good hotels we can store our kit in before we take a look around?”

Lt Vanhall, CoS

“Hey you Vexing Saint,” a man came up behind Ally and grabbed her at the elbow. “With me now.” The man was human but looked like he had seen better days. His clothes were tattered but not enough to look ragged. Just torn and patched enough to appear as if he was not working a nine to five job but had some form of employment. This would easily be ascertained by his rather large muscled frame indicating food was not a concern. While his face had enough dirt and scruff for the casual observer to avert their eyes, the man did not have the stench to accompany him.

“Um okay,” Ally said immediately letting the man steer her towards a darkened alley.

Lt Ally Scott Medical

It happened fast, so that Rico had barely had time to realize that Ally and the man were a few steps away before he was able to react. When he did though, it was with the practiced ease that his training and experience allowed him to employ. Dropping the bags at his feet, they held only clothing that wouldn’t be irreplaceable anyhow, he moved forwards to catch up with the man while letting his peripheral vision stay attentive for any of his comrades that might be lurking in the crowd. Ally was his girlfriend after all, and another man wasn’t just going to take her from him.

Reaching Ally, it was obvious that the man expected no resistance nor was he new at what he was doing. He was confident that he was going to be followed, and mean enough to handle people that resisted. Except Rico. Simultaneously impacting the middle of the mans back with his elbow, and gripping the hand that held Ally’s arm at the pressure point between thumb and palm, Rico twisted the mans hand while using the imbalance caused by the elbow strike to further push him forward, lock the mans elbow with a twist of his wrist, and using his forearm across the mans shoulder swing the muscled man around and send him face first, with a foot trip for good measure into the corner wall of the alley way he had nearly reached with Ally.

“Ricooo,” Ally said in a shocked tone. “You…you just hit that man. You are going to get us arrested. What are you doing,” Ally looked up and down the darkened street for any sign of the police?

Rico didn’t pause, he took that moment to look around them for signs of others, then put his hand on Ally’s waist and pulled her closer to him. “Baby what are you doing?” He asked her, calmly but firmly. “This isn’t the kind of neighborhood that you walk into darkened alleyways with strange men. You and I have both been here before, and that name he called you isn’t exactly the kind of random thing anybody would come out with. Lets move before he gets up and draws more attention to us.” Moving back to the bags, his hand still around her waist, Rico looked around at the man on the ground checking he was still down before he retrieved them.

Lt Vanhall, CoS

“Yabbit,” Ally said running all the words together. “You…you like clocked that guy.” Ally had a semi-stunned quality to her voice. “I mean I get you are the chief of security but where did you learn to do that?” She glanced back at the man on the ground as then to Rico as she picked up the bags.

Lt. Ally Scott, medical

“That?” Rico asked, looking back at the man himself as they walked. “That was first lesson, self defense at the Academy, year one.” He teased her, “And there might have been a little improvisation thrown in there for good measure.” He grinned, but looked her sternly with his best Security Chief eyes. “What the heck were you doing walking with that guy into an Alley? On Orion of all places. Didn’t you get exiled from here for being all dangerous and stuff?”

Lt Vanhall, CoS

“Shhh,” Ally said pulling him aside. Brushing the hair off her face she took a deep steadying breath. “I was about to handle him,” she said confidently as if tossing assailants in darkened alley’s was her main activity after a shift at the infirmary. “I am not thrilled about the nickname either but we can take that up with Lauren later.” The annoyance in Ally’s tone was clear. “Right now I need you to go to our hotel and wait for me…’kay,” Ally said in an upbeat tone as if nothing was wrong. “When ....whoever that is,” she pointed towards the limp man on the ground, “comes too I take care of some business and meet you there. Maybe you could get us some room service. Oh…how about a couple of steaks?” Ally suggested leaning against the wall waiting for the man to wake up.

“Lauren?” Rico asked Ally, looking at her with a raised eyebrow. “Isn’t she the one who you were involved with last time you were here over a year ago, before joining the Ogawa? If I remember right, she’s the one that got you exiled?” Looking at her, Rico dropped the bags and folded his arms. “I’m not going anywhere Allison” he told her, “especially not so you can chat to that guy and take care of ‘business’ without me. Understood?”

“What is wrong with you,” a voice echoed in the alley as the man slowly rose to his hands, then knees, and finally to his feet. “You are as crazy as Ariel.”

Lt. Ally Scott, medical

“Would you care to say that again?” Rico said to the man, turning and unfolding his arms, then taking a number of steps towards him. “Apparently my cohort here needs to take care of some business? How about you explain to me what that business is?” Coming closer to him, Rico flexed one of his hands, allowing the knuckles to crack tellingly, “Unless you are of the opinion that manhandling another mans woman needs no explanation, we can talk some more if you like.”

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