====== Engineers lounge, Starbase Bragg ======= Lieutenant Maxwell Dickens strolled though the doors laughing with his two men behind him. All in all it had been a good night for Max. He’d had a few drinks, laughed with the ladies from the science department and even better ruined the night of two men from the Chimera. He had been informed by the Marine Captain that a Commander from the Chimera had pulled rank on him and even threatened to demote him to 1st Lieutenant. So when Max was informed that two marines from the chimera were holding a party in one of the bars, he could not resist kicking them out, and the look on their faces when he insulted their ship was priceless. {Bragg 1 – Chimera 1}, thought Max as he sat down laughing at the Ensign’s joke. As Max was about to tell his own joke involving a Klingon at a Zoo, he noticed the Jefferies Tube access point in the corner of the room open very slightly. Max shoot out of his chair and was just about to call for security when a stun grenade rolled out on the floor…….. ===== 20 minutes earlier, Ra’nar’s quarters, USS chimera ====== Walker sat down in the chair still fuming about being kicked out of the bar, he looked over to Ra’nar who was searching though his cabinet looking for something franticly. “What the hell are you looking boy!” He asked in an agitated tone. Ra’nar finally found what he was looking for, he pulled out a wooden chest and placed it on the desk. “This is what I was looking for, old chap.” Said Ra’nar smiling and doing his very best English accent. Ra’nar opened the box to revile two modified MkIIIb Phaser rifles along with another much smaller box. “What, we are doing to shoot them? Don’t you think that is going a bit far? Not that I don’t mind kill them, I just don’t what to be kicked out of the SSF.” Ra’nar smiled as he opened the smaller box, “no not kill them, paint them. They are paint guns my good friend.” “Paint! I’m a Marine not a bloody artist.” Said Walker in disbelieved. Ra’nar again laughed. “Ha. Think of it like this, Paint is a 20th century missile, where-as this is a Quantum Torpedo. This stuff will stain the skin for three weeks, my old Drill sergeant used it in training. He said it encouraged us not to get hit.” Walker smiled as he loaded one of the modified weapons with paint pellets. ====== 18 minutes later, Jefferies tubes, Bragg ====== Ra’nar and Walker sat against the access point dress completely in black wearing black balaclavas and holding one modified phaser rifle each. “You ready.” asked Ra’nar. Walker looked at him though the balaclava and nodded. Ra’nar gently opened the access point and pulled the pin of his stun grenade, waited for a second and rolled it along the floor. As the blast echoed though the room and tube Ra’nar and Walker dived out of the Tube to see the three men unconscious on the floor, they both knew they had to be quick, security would beam in and arrest them. So quickly they both unloaded ten shoots into each of their face, turning them into great multi coloured impressionist paints. They both ran for the tube as they. Herd the familiar sound of the transporter beam. Walker dived in to the tube, Ra’nar scrambled in after him but as he dived in he felt a weapons beam on heavy stun hit him on the left shoulder. ====== Ra’nar quarters, 30 minutes later ====== Ra’nar opened his eyes to see Walker standing over him wearing a giant smile. The first thing that Ra’nar noticed was the intense smell of alcohol. Ra’nar sat up wiping his face, “What is that smell?” Walker smiled looking extremely pleased with himself, “Well you were unconscious, there was security all over the place looking for someone unconscious… so I went to the bar, got six drinks and purred them all over you. I told the security that you couldn’t hold your drink.” ====== Eng Log ====== _________________________________________________________________ Winks & nudges are here - download MSN Messenger 7.0 today! http://messenger.msn.co.uk