Lt. Gnaxac - Ferengis Don't Use Toothpaste, But This Might Be What It Feels Like

[Genkos Adea]

 

((Jefferies Tube coming out of Main Engineering, USS Gorkon))

The Ferengi chuckled as he recognised that it was Vylaa who was currently squeezing herself into the Jefferies tube in order to deliver him a tool.

Gnaxac: I’m s-s-so sorry, when I asked for s-s-someone to b-b-bring me a interphasic c-c-coil spanner, I didn’t think anyone would send you!

zh’Tisav: Not your fault.  I lost rock, paper, scissors.

Gnaxac chortled again as he started moving towards Vylaa. An old colleague had used the hew-man game to settle various arguments, assignments and sometimes, just for fun. 

Gnaxac: Oh yes, you need g-g-good tactics to win that one. You know the rules?

zh’Tisav: I don’t know, some silly game humans play.

The Andorian slid the spanner forward, then crawled forward a bit. She really was squashed in there, whereas Gnaxac could probably start doing complicated yoga poses and not touch the sides.

zh’Tisav: What are you doing in here anyway?

Gnaxac: Cl-cl-cleaning the pl-pl-plasma manifolds, b-b-but then I saw that they also needed a bit of adjustment.

zh’Tisav: Response

Gnaxac: I c-c-could use your help - one of the p-p-panels is so overcrusted with g-g-gunk, I can’t pry it open - ::he tried not to stare at her more athletic frame:: perhaps you c-c-can help?

zh’Tisav: Response 

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Lieutenant Gnaxac

Engineer

USS Gorkon

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