#30 Sciboy?

Posted on Sat Sep 19th, 2020 @ 8:27pm by

Mission: Star Base Mercury
Location: Starbase Mercury
Timeline: current

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Bjorgo stepped out from the quarters the two females shared as room mates. Both ladies were Human, one with blonde hair, blue eyes and a physique to die for. Her friend and room mate was a beautiful black woman who also kept herself healthy and worked out. A Nubian princess, for sure. They both had invited him back to their cabins for a bit of fun, which Tore was more than willing to partake in. As he stepped into the corridor he zipped up his tunic and adjusted himself, since they had all showered together after play time. Which, of course, brought about more play time.

"Come and see us later?" Asked Blondie.

"Oh, I'm sure that can be arranged, Ladies. A shall make a house call to check on your physical well-being." With a rascally wink and grin he took their hands and kissed them each on the knuckles before turning and walking away. As he got further away he could tell they were still watching him go, and the topic of their conversation would not be something one would discuss in good company. As he turned a corner his ears were finally far enough away he couldn't hear them anymore. What his ears did catch, coming from a left-hand turn down another corridor, was two male voices arguing.

Quickening his pace Bjorgo turned the corner and saw the two men, both red-faced as they shouted at one another. Several colorful metaphors and expletives were exchanged, with one man stepping in toe-to-toe with the other, as if he was about to strike. "Gentlemen!" He raised his voice to catch their attention, his tone commanding. "That is quite enough!"

"Space off, Sciboy!" The ensign in gold who had spoken was the one stepping in for a brawl, giving Bjorgo the single finger salute to back up his words.

~Sciboy?~ Thought Bjorgo. He stopped next to the antagonist, the other officer in Command Red and an ensign, giving him a thankful expression. "What the devil is all this ruckuss about?"

"I said piss off!" Gold boy gave open palms to Tore's chest, and because the Doctor had not been expecting to be touched he stumbled in reverse, his back hitting the wall as he regained his balance.

The guy in red, his eyes widened, and even more so once he saw the expression that crossed Bjorgo's face. It was absolute wrath backed by a cold-blooded gaze. Before Goldie could say anything further, or even react in any way, Tore stepped in and clamped his hand around the man's throat and lifted him off the deck plates. At that point he summarily tossed the man away from himself, sailing a few meters through the air, his back now crashing into another wall as he tumbled to the floor. Tore was on him instantly, the man in red watching this science officer move with astonishing speed and strength. Bjorgo lifted the man to his feet, hand on neck again, but this time holding Goldie against the wall and barely allowing him to breathe. "It is the rare fool who strikes me. Be glad I can control my anger." He let go and the man dropped to a knee gasping and coughing.

Goldie looked up at Bjorgo as he rubbed this throat. "What the hell are you?" Cough, cough.

With his anger now under control Tore gave the man a pleasant grin. "I'm a doctor." He turned to the man in red. "Make yourself scarce. Move!" There was no argument in his tone, then he looked down at Goldie. "I suggest that you, Ensign, do the same. Nothing needs be said about this...yet. Muck with me, or him, again and I will have you brought up on charges for striking an officer. Have a pleasant day." Now done talking to the wretch Tore spun on a heel and headed away with a casual gait.

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