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Kevin Anderson

"Scousers"

"Scousers"

A log by Lieutenant Junior Grade Kevin Anderson introducing Scouser Craig

 

 

After his shift Kevin had gone to work out for a while. He had spent so much time sitting at his desk sorting out the bugs that his legs felt stiff and his eyes hurt from the bright lights. So doing some work out had been just what the doctor prescribed. Now he was up to some socialising, though. His shift had passed without any incidents and without anybody saying more to him than hello.

 

He walked through the doors of Drankum's and looked around for a familiar face. As he didn't spot one he walked up to the bar, ordered a beer and struck up a conversation with the security enlistee who looked to be about his age. "You look like you've had a long day, too."

 

Kevin was taken aback when the young man spoke as his accent was only too familiar. "It wuz quite a chokka dee, yis."

 

"Merseyside!" Was all he managed to say and he smiled broadly.

 

"Aye defo, yous? The security enlistee smiled back, obviously thrilled to have found someone who was able to pinpoint his accent.

 

"Me tew, care fe a bevvy?" Immediately Kevin felt a bit more at home out here. Something that all the work had prevented these past few months.

 

The other man got up and grinned. "Most defo, let's bowl find a table. Me name's Craig, by de way."

 

Also getting up Kevin shook his hand. "Am Kevin. Wa' about doz bevvies? Beer?" Craig only nodded and made his way to an empty table while Kevin got two more beers and followed him.

 

When he got to the table he put the drink before Craig and sat down. "What brings yous e'yer?"

 

Craig looked up at Kevin and took a sip. "Cheers, same as yous ay guess. Ye nah 'ow Starfleet tinnie be."

 

"Deffo, its ways ay mystiious. Although Aegis isn't tew bad, despite o' wa' ay fairst thought." It was true, despite having some difficulties to adjust at first he was now quite comfortable, at least with his job.

 

"Tinnie get lonely out e'yer without family, especially whun you're nicked." At this Craig looked down at his drained beer and he seemed to be a bit sad, but quite suddenly he looked back up and ordered two more and smiled. "But now dat ay found a la' from back round os."

 

Kevin smiled as he knew exactly how Craig felt. "Aye, fe se. Tew bad you're nicked, dough, ay thought yous might kun some lasses."

 

"Lasses? Am se two stunn'n lads like us tinnie find some." At this Craig scanned the bar, "See, there's bags around."

 

Kevin laughed, "Not ternight lah Am clocked and frankly, already tew bladdered fe a date."

 

"Tew bladdered fe a date? Is thuz such a th'n?" Craig grinned maliciously, it was clear what he was up to for tonight, but Kevin really just wanted to get another drink, now that he thought about it, his fourth. "Juss remember dat we can't gerrof de station and juss vanish if we dun behuv. "

 

"Sound as a pound point, maybe some uvver time. 'ow about anuvver bevvy?" Craig gave in and Kevin turned to the waitress, "Two more bevvies, please, lass." The waitress looked at him confused, and only then did he realise that he hadn't switched back. "Oh sorry, my friend and I would like to have two more beers, please." The waitress nodded and smiled and shortly afterwards came back with two more drinks.

 

The two men spent the rest of the night talking about this and that and by the time Kevin looked at his watch and realised it was time to get into bed his legs were not as steady anymore as he'd like them to be. So he got up and said, "See yous quick sticks, lah. Ay need ter get some attack te mattress now."

 

Craig got up too. "Aye fe se, attack te mattress bright, lah." They made their way to the door where their ways parted. As Kevin tried to walk as steady as possible down the corridor to the turbolift he murmured, "Yous tew lah, yous tew."

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Heh...scouser Craig!

 

But what about an Everton v Liverpool punchup and a bit of "cam down! cam down!"?

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