The Six-Armed Man

[WxMurray 0]

Murray grabbed his engineering kit and headed for the transporter room. He took the scenic route in order to stop by the weapons locker.

 

“What can I do for you, Lieutenant?”

 

“I need decked out for an away mission.”

 

“Alright, what would you like?”

 

“Two hand phasers to start.”

 

“Two phasers? Why two?”

 

“Just a precaution. I keep one in my boot.”

 

“If you say so.” The on-duty weapons quartermaster handed Murray the phasers and one holster. “I presume you have a custom holster for that boot.”

 

Murray pulled up his pant leg revealing his boot and holster.

 

“Anything else?”

 

“I think I’ll take a rifle, too. Commander Robair seemed to indicate that we needed to be ready.”

 

“Alright. Anything else? A blade, perhaps?”

 

Murray accepted the rifle handed to him and slung it over his shoulder. “Hmm…yeah, I’ll take an Andorian ushaan.”

 

Murray took the blade and took a few swings with it. It had been a while since he had used a blade, let alone used the ushaan. Hopefully it was like riding a bike. He slipped it into the blade holster and attached it to his uniform.

 

“One more thing. I need a backpack. I can’t wield these weapons and carry my engineering kit at the same time.”

 

As Murray loaded up and headed out, an idea occurred to him. Unfortunately, it would have wait until a free moment, and this moment and the many to follow weren’t going to be free.