SD: 240308.22 - Personal Log PFC Kurt Mathews

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Date(s): 2003-08-22

== /\ Orion /\ ===== "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 === PFC Kurt Mathews Weapons Specialist USS Chimera. ================