Fleet Captain Addison MacKenzie - It Rains, and It Rains, and It Rains Some More
Addison MacKenzie
(( Outside the Slug-nasium - Ferenginar ))
It had been ten days since a transport dropped Addison MacKenzie off on Ferenginar. And of those ten days, it had rained for... 10 days. It seemed fitting that a break in the weather coincided with the arrival of the Artemis - both of which caused a lift in her spirits. Her time away from the ship had been a waste of her time and, frankly, her talents. Starfleet Command believed there to be an outbreak of Kamaraazite Flu in a neighboring system that necessitated the convening of some of Starfleet's finest medical minds. To their dismay, the disease turned out to be a variant of the influenza variety native to Earth - the variant, while mild to everyone except the system's indigenous inhabitants, was not the medical emergency Command believed it to be.
And so, MacKenzie then proceeded to spend another four days on a transport just to get to Ferenginar - obviously one of her dream destinations - only to find out that she was to wait for the Artemis to come pick her up.
It was, without question, a mess.
And so, MacKenzie took advantage of the break in the weather to do what she always did when she was visiting a new planet: get out and start roaming the shops. As she strolled along the packed street, she was struck by all the densely packed shops with bright signs, all advertising a variety of goods. Many of the signs were pedaling merchandise for a variety of species, no doubt a sign that the shopkeepers were taking advantage of the Starfleet ship that would soon be arriving. Foreigners were good for business, after all.
From behind her, there was a familiar voice.
Munro: Captain. I hadn't expected to pick you up on Ferenginar but am I glad to see you.
MacKenzie: ::eyes widened slightly, shaking her head:: You don't know the half of it. How's the Artemis?
Munro: She's in one piece. And I'm more than happy to relinquish command, it was an interesting experience.
It was all MacKenzie could do to stifle a smirk.
MacKenzie: What? Not the usual walk in the park?
Munro's attention seemed fixed on the sign for the building where they'd stopped. The Slug-nasium.
Munro: You fight?
MacKenzie: ::flatly, rolling her eyes:: Only Starfleet Command when they send me on bogus missions that are a waste of my time. Long story. Not that they would enjoy the idea of a flag officer fighting...
Munro: Response
She raised an eyebrow before shrugging nonchalantly.
MacKenzie: Do you fight?!
Munro: Response
MacKenzie: The Ferengi don't fight, but they gamble on other species that do. Want to go in and see if we can catch a match?
Munro: Response
Tag, and TBC!
Commanding Officer
USS Artemis-A