Lt JG Imril - And This Concludes The Mandatory Exposition Dump

[Chris Taylor]

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

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 re-enactor right here. ::gestures towards Tho’Bi::

Imril grinned and gave the human a dose of lingo from the crime-ridden (holographic) blocks of Mega-City One.

 

Imril: I’ve heard spuggier blips on the slabs. ::smile::

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::

Sensing an end to the proceedings drawing near, Imril put their padd back in their jacket. The residual cadet in them started leaning towards the door, and the day’s next task.

 

Imril: And, for those of us who won’t be spending all day in our suites, it might not hurt to swap out the standard uniform boots for some regulation waders.

Bergman: Response

Tags/End of Scene for Imril

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Lieutenant JG Imril

Engineering Officer

USS Artemis-A

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