Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Team 1.. Operation: Diversion.

So the meeting was called... Bennet came in with a smile, "As the leader of this group I want to say the best way we can win is by selling as much paper products as possible... What a great opportunity we have with this Overlord's officers... If they don't buy.... shoot them in the back as so.."

He points his gun st West who had his back to us..

Koma clears his throat, "You can't shoot contestants remember..." He then walks to the center of the room, kind of reminds me of my football coach, " I have a plan.. We will divide up into 3 teams.. Team 1. A diversion party- who will distract the ship while the advance party sneak on the ship, Team 2.. An advance party - who will sneak onto the ship and take out the shields and finally Team 3 The cavalry party - they will be the major force who bring the pain after the ships shields have been deactivated...."

Before Koma could finish Bennet jumps in, "Ciera! You are on Team 1.. I mean with a body like that she is sure to divert a lot of attention.."

I look at Miss Ciera and she doesn't look happy, finally she speaks after obviously carefully choosing her words, "I am well trained by Starfleet including holographic programming and other related technology! I can complete the task of diversion," she nods at Koma and then turns to Bennet, "but not because of my sex or appearance... "

As if what she said went in one ear and right out the other Bennet announces, "Fine fine.. For your protection on this assignment to play the damsel in distress, the other girl will go. HS put on your best dress. You are on Team 1!"

"WHAT!!!" I exclaimed, did this guy really still think I was girl! "Hey I am a guy!" He thought I was a girl when he picked me for this team and still he thinks I am a girl...

Koma shaking his head walked over to Ciera and myself, "The ship in distress is a good idea but... Ciera, Since your Starfleet, you are head honcho for team 1, make your plans and as soon as Team 2 gets your signal they will move.."

She nodded like a good officer and grabbed my arm pulling me out of the room... I of course was still arguing with Bennet.

Moments later...

I looked at Ciera as we made way for the transport Vessel and asked, "Please tell me again ... Why am I dressed like this?"

"Look here buckwheat - I've got the training, I know how to jam sensors, divert systems and how to use transporter beams which we will need to get team 2 on to that ship.. do you?" She looked at me sternly, one of her eyebrows raising...

I stuttered...

"I didn't think so... Now to do this I have to be in close range.. It is unlikely that ship would stop to help a ship in distress, more likely they would blow us up.." She was beginning to sound like a Vulcan... "but men in space get lonely..."

She then looked at me and flashed an evil grin, "besides you look adorable.. especially after I activated the Holo-body.."

She did a double take at me, looking in shock, "HS! stop .. stop groping yourself.."

I couldn't help it, I mean they felt .. real, "They feel real.. what is this some kind of changeling net?"

It was something I heard Galen mention before...

She laughed, "It's a holographic body that fits snuggly over yours... Now come on.."

As we were working our way to the transport Vessel I heard whistling and then someone grabbed my butt.. Oh no, NOT Kon...

I pulled away and saw Ciera about falling on the flight deck laughing... I yell, "Back OFF KON!"

He withdrew... "HS is that... oh man I do not want to know.."

He made a quick exit.. I looked at Ciera, "Thanks now I will never live this down.."
"Don't worry," she replied, still laughing. "Ni ether will he!!"

We boarded the Vessel and went up to where we needed to be... Close enough for Ciera to work her wonders...

She looked at me, "Now you hail them and when we are boarded you keep those men busy back there..." She pinted to the cargo hold, " HS don't let them come up here!"
Her hands sure did move quickly over her console, as if she'd done this a time or two before.
I saluted and then hailed the ship... "This.."

She shut the the speaker off and nudged me, "too masculine.. change your voice... like if someone kicked you... in the little boys you know.."

In a higher voice I tried again, "This is ... Kelly Ann.. We are .. um in trouble and need help.."

I couldn't believe it was working but it was.. We were being boarded... Now I had to entertain these cretins in the back while Ciera did her part...
Her hands sure did move quickly over her console, as if she'd done this a time or two before. It was really fun working with her.. Though I haven't had time to post all her jokes and teasing... I told her good luck and she chuckled, "To you too.."

I went to the back of the transport Vessel, to greet our company...

6 large males entered in their Uniforms..


"Well well well, what do we have here?" One said grabbing my arm...

In that high pitch voice I yelled as I pushed him away, "Not that kind of girl.."

Ciera put something in my ear so I could hear her and left the comm on so she could hear me...

I tried playing tea party.. But they wanted me to dance...

"Dance HS! I need more time!" I heard Ciera...

I squeaked, "NO no no.... I can't do that.. " I say to Ciera...

"Keep them busy HS!" she barked...

"Would you like to trade places with me?" I whispered over my shoulder just as one man slapped my butt...

"HEY!" As I yelled in my normal voice they looked at me strange. I had to change my voice , "I mean.. Hey.. don't do that.:"

"We can do anything we want girly...You know who we serve?" One stated...

"No..." Was what I said but actually i do lump head... was what I was thinking

"We serve Galactor the Evil Galactic Overlord !" they boasted...
"really?" I said with sarcasm

"And we are going to destroy Hacknor!" they cheered...

"Not if we can help it.." I whispered under my voice

"What was that Tramp!" One guy, the biggest one leered at me

"nothing" I tried giggling like my cousin Vella...

The biggest one licked his lips and responded, "but first girly we are going to celebrate our Victory with you!"

Gross..

"Ciera... please hurry.. things are getting ugly.." I called out... but all I hear is static in reply.

They were coming in closer...

Okay screw this .. My father raised me to fight.. As the biggest one came close I kneed him hard sending him down and then I tossed a right hook blood splattered across the bulk head...

I kicked another through some cargo boxes... Two grabbed me and I tossed them into each other and with a few more punches and a cleverly placed tea pot over the head they were out... One of the last two hit his communicator....

I blew a breath of fire at him and his buddy... Suddenly alarms began blaring and foam and lightening bolts began raining from the ceiling..

"WHAT the HELL!" I heard Ciera say, "Who triggered the fire suppression systems.."

I ran to her, "We got a problem, one guy got off an alert.. Please tell me you are done.."

TBC with Ciera's post..

9 comments:

Hotstuff said...

teaming with her has been so great
*sighs* Ciera is still laughing at me...

Henchman432 said...

Good job setting up the backdrop.

Mr. Bennet said...

I knew there was a reason I picked you first, other than your large bosom, I mean.

Nepharia said...

HS, my apprentice, Iomel, asked me if I could get your number for him...I told him you were already taken.

Jon the Intergalactic Gladiator said...

That is one diversion that I didn't need to see.

Jean-Luc Picard said...

Ciera, you have your hands full with them!

Kon-El said...

ahahahhahaHaha! You got Bizarro groped!

Nepharia said...

JeanLuc, I'm afraid Ciera is the only sane one of the bunch.

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