Private First Class Thomas O'Reilly - So Much for a Break
Toxin Arlill
(( Promenade, Deep Space 14 ))
Jenson: Follow me.
O’Reilly: On your 6.
Teddy follow O’Reilly to a set of “Staff Only” doors and paused.
(( Staff Only Area, Deep Space 14 ))
Jenson: ::whispering:: Stay close and keep your eyes peeled. We don't know what we're walking into here.
O'Reilly: Let’s do this private.
Jenson: ::in a low voice:: I hear something. Let's get closer, but be ready to bail if things go south.
O'Reilly: We’re not going anywhere until we figure this out.
The pair inched forward, their backs against the wall. As they approached a bend in the corridor, the voices became clearer. Link peeked around the corner.
Jenson: ::turning back to Teddy, his voice barely audible:: Two of them, looks like they're exchanging something. Can't make out what it is from here.
O'Reilly: A little improv?
Jenson: Let's...
Teddy began to step around his fellow marine when a echo came from further down the hallway in front of them. The men around the corner stopped talking.
Unknown Voice: Hey! Who's there?
Jenson: ::eyes wide:: Uh oh.
O'Reilly: They’re coming this way.
Teddy new they wouldn’t make it back to the entrance before the two aliens rounded the corner, they really only had one plan. Teddy tugged on the old earth Hawaiian style shirt and ruffed it up some.
O’Reilly: Follow my lead.
Teddy stumbled out in front of the aliens acting as intoxicated as he felt was necessary to sell them being there.
O’Reilly: See ::hiccup:: see Link, I told you ::hiccup:: I told you these guys might know where the bar is. (beat) ::to the aliens:: Do you, do you know where the bar is?
Alien 1: Do we look like we know where the bar is, get the frack out of here.
Jensen: Response
O’Reilly: Well, see, that’s just rude, we ::hiccup:: we are just wondering which way to th…
Alien 2: Are you deaf, he said beat it.
O’Reilly: If you insist.
Teddy knew this wasn’t protocol, but everything was telling him something wasn’t quite right here and he had to figure out what was going on. He took a short jab at Alien 2’s stomach and it landed with effect, the alient stumbled backwards and fell against the wall.
Jensen: Response
Now the two fo them stood over two previously tall aliens who now seemed so small. Teddy wiped a bit of the blood off his lip from where Alien 1 had made contact and smiled.
O’Reilly: Forget the bar, tell me about the girl you’re after.
Alien 1: What girl?
Alien 2 snickered a little.
Jensen: Response
TBC/Tags!
Private First Class Thomas O’Reilly
4/73 Marines, USS Octavia E Buttler NCC-82850
Writer ID.: O239910TA4