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Mreh K'hal

Cargo Conundrum

Cargo Conundrum

 

Lieutenant Mreh K'hal featuring Captain Corizon

 

The Excalibur and its crew didn't screw up their first leg. No one died (including all the livestock), the ship didn't get damaged, and none of the cargo had been broken. The spotted Caitian wasn't sure if that was a record, but it was an encouraging sign.

 

Their next leg would hopefully be as innocuous and error-free, but it seemed too much to hope for. Most of the supplies were standard, but one had already caused a bit of a stir. Knowing full well the uses of GHB, as a doctor, he'd put them under higher security down in the cargo bay the first moment he'd spotted it. He'd also flagged the manifest and supply order so that he knew who all was looking at it.

 

The fact that the last entry listed was Corizon changing the manifest to hide the GHB made him chuckle. Technically an illegal action, Mreh thought. He supposed, lacking a proper XO on board, he would have to bring it up. Not to argue it, but just to have it put on the table for posterity's sake.

 

Deciding to get it over with, he tapped his comm-badge. "K'hal to Captain Corizon."

 

Corizon glanced sidelong to the speaker built into the desk, as if willing it to explode. When it didn't, he sighed and hit the button. "Yes?"

 

"Captain, I couldn't help but notice a bit of a change to the manifest. Erm, you do realize hiding cargo qualifies as smuggling under Federation Maritime law?" Mreh asked, his tone of voice mostly curious.

 

The ears of the Dameon twitched. "I am aware of Federation Maritime law. I am also well aware of the mischief certain junior and enlisted officers can occasionally get into."

 

"Yes, I assumed your intentions in this instance were quite pure, but I wanted to make sure you understood the," he paused, considering the best phrasing. "...total ramifications of the action. I've already placed the cargo in question under higher security and flagged the manifest so I know who's looking. If you'd prefer to be more on the up and up you can re-instate the proper cargo and I can encrypt the manifest until after we've delivered it." Mreh offered.

 

"Actually, get rid of the guard and leave it how I changed it on the manifest. The more attention you draw to it, the more likely someone will be to actually look into it. Also, if someone at Starfleet has nothing better to do than check manifests, I will personally hand them my letter of resignation."

 

"Ah... as you wish, Captain," he paused, his ears twitching in both amusement and consternation. "That's all I needed then, sir. Ah... I know you're a little overloaded without a proper XO available, is there anything I can do for you?"

 

Leaning back, Corizon considered for a moment. "Do Caitians have anything like saints?"

 

"Erm..." Mreh was taken aback by this question. "We have some mythical and legendary figures, sir. We're not the most... spiritual society."

 

"Ahh, well look into that. If they do, I'd like to write a letter recommending Commander JoNs for the position."

 

Mreh blinked rapidly a few times, completely lost for words a moment. "Certainly, Captain," he finally managed.

 

"Very well, I'll be in my quarters if you need anything else, or if anyone decides they want to snort some GHB... "

 

"I certainly hope not, Captain. For the GHB, I mean. Ah... K'hal out." Mreh clicked off the comm and sat there a moment. "Good grief," he eventually muttered to himself.

 

After he'd collected his wits, he called down to have the security removed from the cargo bay, though he did keep the encrypted locks on the pallets. If someone did get grabby there was no point in making it an easy high. Then, considering the Captain's request at the end of the conversation, he wrote out a letter and sent it to his Aunt Mrenga back on Cait about information on Caitian saint equivalency.

 

"We really need an XO," he said to the empty room. "Before the Captain breaks into the GHB himself."

Edited by Mreh K'hal

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Saint Left Ear?

 

First I had the Cloud of Guilt Trip that appeared over me thanks to Mreh's appointment log to the ships counselor since the Helm Cat was missing Lefty.

 

Now, a couple of Angels are hovering around the Cloud, and I've been told they are reviewing my case for sainthood.

 

Saint Left Ear.

 

...has a nice ring to it. I could get that title on business cards...

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