Lt. JG Natasha Cole - Ferenginar or Bust

[Natasha Schell]

(( Auditorium - Operations Center, Deck 5, USS Artemis-A ))

Bergmen: Yes, as you are all officers, your departmental chief will be informed in case of your arrest, and some unhappy Security Officer will pick your sorry soul back on the ship for whatever senior officer will be in command to be your summary judge at hand, and you will not want to meet our XO or Commander Jovenan that way.

Tho'Bi: Plus you’ll be doing mandatory training until the day you die.

 

Jaran: We're already doing that, aren't we?

 

Natasha offered Jaran a shrug.

 

Cole: As a Security officer, please do not get in trouble. I’m sure Braga and the rest of the security team would appreciate it.

 

Bergmen: So, as our time for this lecture is running out, any last questions?

Tho'Bi: ::deadpan:: Can we walk around naked?

 

Natasha face palmed with such force, others had to hear it.

 

Cole: ::to Tho’Bi:: You can certainly try. ::mouths:: please don’t.

 

Imril: I meant no judgment, offered no cultural criticism. I only brought it up so people who weren't expecting nudity wouldn’t be surprised. ::Looking to Bergmen:: And avoid getting into any trouble over an unfortunate reaction.

 

Tho’Bi: ::deadpan:: ….so that's a no.

 

Jaran: Would you want to? It seems like an emblem of submission to me.

 

Cole: I think it’s different for each culture.

 

Imril: Maybe it's being reclaimed here as an act of empowerment?

Bergmen: I don’t ever believe I need to state this loudly, but here we are. Please, leave your underwear on. Thank you. ::sighs:: Next question?

Tho'Bi: ::puts his hand up:: How would you describe the weather? Drizzle? Downpour? Light Shower? Heavy Shower?

 

Jaran: Obligatory "one hundred and seventy-eight words for rain" comment here. I'd say it's probably all of those.

 

Cole: Sounds like some areas on earth where it rains more then often the it’s sunny.

 

Imril: ::nods:: Seattle. The Space Needle’s name is false advertising, if anyone thinks that only Ferengi rip people off.

Bergmen: Ferenginar has only one month which could be described as drizzle, sometimes no rain at all. And then half a year, which you would describe as “heavy rainfall, high humidity, please, let me leave”, as there could be potential disruptions to travel due to weather. ::pauses:: For the current weather forecast on the planet, you can consult the Science Division, deck nine… (beat) Or simply look out of the window on our port; the choice is yours.

Bergmen: Next question?

Cole: What are you planning to do on Ferenginar, if we can ask?

 

Bergman: I… ::falls silent again for a moment to collect himself:: I… I’m not going to visit Ferenginar. To be true, I’m leaving tomorrow. Temporary transfer for another duty assignment. ::pauses:: So, no, I cannot share anything that would catch my eye. Sorry.

Bergmen pressed his lips together and gave a nod to the audience.

Bergmen: Anyone want to share their plans?

Cole: I’m considering visiting the Ferengi Center for Forged Arts and the Dominion War Memorial.

 

Jaran: I intend to visit the Sacred Marketplace. Take in some of the local culture. Try not to lose all my latinum in one place. Maybe see if I can figure out their clerical structure.

Cole: I’m not opposed to shopping, I might meet up with you, if that’s ok.

 

Imril: The Ferengi Heritage Conglomerate puts on regular historical recreations of famous ancient trade caravans. Absolute tourist fare, probably, but I think I might go on one. Part of one.

Bergman: That’s a great ideas, everyone! I wanna hear more!

Tho'Bi: The Tech Markets always have non Federation tech …always interesting …and sometimes legal.

 

Cole: Sounds like an Engineer’s dream market.

Imril: Is anyone looking forward to seeing what kind of entertainments they put on? I’ve heard stories about people who came to visit Fernginar and never managed to leave their hotels because the streaming shows are so addictive.

Bergman: Yeah, Ferengi TV shows. Mostly buddy cop dramas, and shallow workplace sitcoms, so if you like them, be my guest.

Tho'Bi: Zee's favorite was ‘Dirty Zipp’. ::gravelly:: …Zipp was a cop …did whatever to keep the streets clean …he was mean …real mean.

 

Cole: That’s one approach, though someone always ends up going to far. I prefer my methods of solving mysteries.

Bergman: Just be warned - there is an overabundance of deceptive advertising and product placement, plus, in the hostels for inexperienced travellers, for their rooms holovision, that instrument can scan your consciousness and produce custom-made shows and advertising specifically designed to keep you watching, okay? So, be careful. No staying in these cheap hotels, right? We won't drag you out if you get addicted. ::pauses:: Do we have a mutual understanding?

 

Tho'Bi: ::points finger like a gun at Bergman:: ::gravelly:: Yeah… I know what you’re thinking …has Zipp depleted all of the power cell or only nearly all of the power cell. To tell the truth, in all the excitement and profit, Zipp kind of lost track, himself …of the power cell, not the profit …but since this is a barely legal Romulan Disruptor, that I picked up for a real bargain, and would vaporise your head clean off …you've gotta ask yourself …do I feel lucky? And if I do feel lucky, why am I not at the Dabo Tables? …well do you? Punk! 

 

Cole: ::to Imril:: Who needs to watch Dirty Zipp, we’ve got our own reanctor right here. ::gestures towards Tho’Bi::

 

Imril: Response

Bergmen: Ok, so… Are you ready to go? Full of information, pumped to see all that Ferenginar can offer?

Jaran: I think I'm ready to go. The Sacred Marketplace awaits! Maybe I'll see one or two of you there.

Tho'Bi: ::stands up:: ::to Bergman:: Yeah… thanks Lieutenant ::bows::

 

Cole: Don’t get arrested, ripped off or addicted to streaming shows. Got it. ::offering a smile::

 

Imril/Bergman: Response

Tags/End of Scene for Cole 

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Lt. JG Natasha Cole
Security Officer
USS Artemis-A
Writer ID A240205NC4