SD: 240308.22 - Personal Log PFC Kurt Mathews
Character(s):
Date(s): 2003-08-22
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"Your Point?" Kurt mustered back rather bluntly, the whole sentence reeking
of the sweet taste of vodka. Kurt had wound up in some bar on Orion since
his 'departure' from Trilista Colony. Orion seemed like a good a place to
be,
considering its full of Naked Slave Girls, ready to show you a good time at
the drop of a hat, or the drop of some Federation Credits on the Counter,
but Kurt wasn't into the whole ' Pay for your Loving' Scheme, it was more
rewarding, and a heck of a lot cheaper, to charm the lady.
"Oh, There is No Point Mister, except get the Hell out of my Bar!" the guy
barked, in a husky voice.
"Yeah, you shouldn't do that." Kurt smirked, looking up to see the guy
holding
a pulse phaser rifle, but down at the floor, he was probably hoping to make
Kurt brick it at the mear prospect of a weapon being introduced to the mix.
"I think I'm Holding all the..."
With that Kurt stood up, reaching for his waist line and simultaneously
dropping
the long cloak that had covered him, revealing his Starfleet Uniform and a
Marine
Issue Pulse Pistol pointed squarely at the Barkeeps head.
"All the What? Stupidity?! Huh!" Kurt shouted into the mans face, the whole
bar had come to a standstill now.
"I, err."
"Shut up" Mathews barked back like some kind of drill instructor, and at the
same
time grabbing the phaser rifle and holstering it over his shoulder. "What
the hell
is all this about? I Just come in for a Drink, all I want is a freaking
Vodka, so
why do I get a face full of poorly imitated Starfleet Phaser rifle?"
"Jessie!" the man hollered, and moments later a Scantily Clad Orion Girl
came toddling down the stairs behind the bar.
Suddenly Kurt came to an understanding asto what was going on, Kurt had
spent the night in the company of the certain young lady who was pouting
at him right now from across the bar.
Kurt took his drink in one hand, finished it and then shot the Barkeep in
the
chest with the other. The Bar was silent except for Jessie rushing to her
fathers
body on the floor, desperate to find out if Kurt had indeed killed him,
which
would be within his rights considering the guy pulled the phaser rifle on
him first.
"Relax, It's set to stun." No matter how Cold the Marine Core had trained
him to be, he always kept his Pulse Pistol set to stun. A Weakness he was
working on to say the least.
Looking towards a hott looking lady who was standing up on the far side of
the room he shot her a wink and called out for her to Join him if she
wanted.
Where was he going? The Next Bar Of Course...
OOC: Hey Guys, Just a reeeal short intro Log, I had intended it to be more
but Archer folk will know im pretty busy n such. I'll just have to put the
rest
into the Next Log I write. ~ Finn
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PFC Kurt Mathews
Weapons Specialist
USS Chimera.
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