===== Starbase Bragg ==== By means of sturdy steps Ra’nar made his way across the lower level of the promenade. Ra’nar was in his full marine uniform carrying two Marine issue bags and a strange looking case on his back. In his left hand Ra’nar was holding a bag with his uniforms and personal items inside, in his right was a bag holding a single a long slim object that pocked out the end and on his back was a guitar shaped case with his name and rank engraved in large white letters on the rear of the case. He was most defiantly a strange sight to behold. As the Cardassian walked, the show of security had not escaped his attention. For whatever reason there was a large amount of security officers situated around a Bar of some sort and it’s surrounding shops, not that there was many shops. For some reason it seemed that Being in the SSF got you the worst Station’s. But the layout of the station was foremost on Ra’nar’s mind, what was on his mind was the three security personal walking towards him. {Here we go.} thought Ra’nar as he walked closer to them. The officer walked directly up to Ra’nar and placed his hand on Ra’nars chest to stop him, this was not a gentle palm but more of a slap to the chest. Ra’nar looked at the hand on his chest and slowly moved his piercing eyes to the face of the Lieutenant. For a brief movement there was silence and then the Lieutenant went to say something, Ra’nar saw this and quickly out the young officer off. “Lieutenant, are you making sexual advances towards me by placing your palm on my uniform?” Ra’nar said this with a completely serious look on his face. The Lieutenant looked completely speechless, whatever he had wanted from Ra’nar he had certainly not expected that him to come out with something as outrageous as that but Ra’nar still pissed off from being stopped in such an aggressive manner. Ra’nar smiled, “How do you humans phase it?” there was a brief pause before he continued, the smile still dominating Ra’nar’s race, “Yes that is it. Is the feline in possession of your tongue?” Ra’nar could see the two crewmen next to the officer trying as hard as they could to hold in their laughs. The lieutenant slowly lowered his hand and without any scene of retaliation asked, “There was been a fight in the bar. Do you know how was involved?” Ra’nar decided not to push his luck by saying what a stuip bloody question it was, after all, if a cardassian had been in a fight he would be the only one on the station that it could have been. “No. I just arrived, fresh from completing training.” The lieutenant ran his eyes over Ra’nar’s bags. The long object caught his eye, “What is that?” Ra’nar slowly pulled out the tube casing from the bag, unscrewed the top and pulled out the meter long Cardassian sword. The three security personal were further startled not knowing where to ask a question or shoot him. Ra’nar did not think it was worth the risk. “It a two hundred year old Sword from my home city, a modal of course.” Part of that sentace was a lie, but only part. The officer stepped to one side, “Very well” Ra’nar walked off towards where he believed the Chimera was docked smiling as he walked. “I think I am going to enjoy being in the SSF.” ======End Log====== Private Ra’nar ODA Medical Specialist USS Chimera _________________________________________________________________ Be the first to hear what's new at MSN - sign up to our free newsletters! http://www.msn.co.uk/newsletters