Comedy
The hydraulic hiss of an automatic blast door signaled an arrival and turned the heads of all those on the bridge, and aside from the quiet trills and electronic burbles from the wall-to-wall navigational equipment, all was frozen. “C-Captain” said one of the turned heads attached to the body of Ensign Lobell, the newest edition to the starship’s crew. He straightened both his posture, and his fleet uniform at once, scaly green hands smoothing ruffled fabric. The Captain however did not acknowledge the freshmen. He stood tall in front of the blast door, his arms folded. The term “no nonsense” had settled into the Captains eyes and etched creases in his frown. “What in the seven hells is going on here?” he said and gestured to the center of the room where, prior to his entrance, all the attention in the bridge had been focused. Aided by the Captains exclamation the attention of the room turned once more to the two figures near the Captain's chair, they were frozen in the wobbly straining way of two performers fighting gravity to hold still. Petty Officer Dietz was the name of the taller scrawnier figure on the ground in a position that wasn’t so much “sitting up” as it was being held up, forcibly at that by a shorter much brawnier creature, with rocklike skin and sharp protruding tusks from either corner of his mouth. He had the front half of Dietz’s red shirt balled up into one giant fist, while the other fist was frozen in air halted on it’s return trip to Dietz’s swelling face. The rock creature opened his fist and let loose Dietz’s shirt, the action punctuated with the subsequent slam of Dietz’s torso on the floor and a pitiful sigh of pain. The Rock Creature straightened up and turned to face the Captain. “Sir I—” the creature began in a low gravelly tone. “Explain yourself Allison.” interrupted The Captain. “Well sir he uh..” began Allison “He was, he was being really annoying and...” “Fighting? On the bridge? this isn’t like you Corporal, look at yourself you cant even give me a straight answer” Just then the blast door hissed once again, and with the sound came a females voice, “Leave him be Captain, he’s in the mood to engage” “Excuse me,” replied the Captain “just where do you come off Lieutenant Raft?” “His species sir, the Postarr?” Said Lieutenant Raft as she walked to the Captains side. “Every so often they get like this: antagonistic, short-fuse. They need an outlet, or else...” The Lieutenant gestured to Petty Officer Dietz, still on the floor but now being treated by the medical team. “Nonsense, I’ve traveled with the Corporal for years, Lieutenant, i’ve never seen anything like this.” “You know they're a combative people Captain, when you took him on board, didn’t you wonder why we didn’t see more of this?” “Well no I..” “It’s posting sir, that’s how he’s been sublimating his genetic need for combat. And we’ve been in non-federation space for days now which means..” The Captain closed his eyes and tapped his forehead with his palm. “No internet” “Precisely.” Said Lieutenant Raft. Topics Discussed on Todays Show: The Mood to engage, Akon City, MCAG, and Happy Birthday Leslie Lee! Show Originally Aired 08/18/20 -- VOD Link: https://www.twitch.tv/videos/713991226