Where Are We Going?

[MajorZStarDust 0]

Where Are We Going?

Major Ziggy StarDust

USS Arcadia Marine Detachment

 

As he slid down the chute towards the Captains yacht, Ziggy felt like he was sliding through time.......falling ............falling.................falling.

 

The landing pad was dark except for two dull motion lights that winked on as he hit the floor. With minimal power on board, the landing pad hadn't been kept lit, and he hadn't thought to have it turned on. He hoped the power umbilical to the yacht had a manual release.

 

Just as he was thinking this he was slammed from behind by the science officers, and went sprawling across the deck, his 6'5" frame providing a good landing pad for them. Ziggy slid into the side of the yacht and felt his head connect with a resounding thud. In the quiet, powerless room the thud rang across the walls.

 

"Um, sorry." Kawalas looked sheepish and quickly dusted herself off. Lo'Ami glared at her in that Vulcan haughty manner, then moved moved around the yacht, looking for the door.

 

Rubbing his head, Ziggy pushed himself to his feet, trying to make the room quit spinning. Using the wall to balance himself, he worked his way to the umbilicals and manually disengaged them, then switched the releases to ship control. Turning around, he used the wall to move back around to the access port, trying to determine which yacht was the real yacht. "C'mon Zigs.. get it together, " he mumbled softly to himself as he reached the port. Letting go of the wall, he more fell in, than stepped.

 

Lo'Ami had already arranged himself in the co-pilots seat and was powering the shuttle up. Kawalas was moving around, inspecting the ship. "Not bad," she smiled approvingly.

 

Ziggy stumbled to the pilots seat, trying to walk more or less steadily wasn't working.

 

"You ok Major?" Kawalas asked.

 

"Um, yeah."  Why was she calling him major? He was an Ensign! Or was that their cover story? He couldn't remember the details, but he thought they were masquerading as students, but then, he didn't remember the briefing all that well. "Power online, preparing to release umbilicals."

 

"Sir, you did that already." Lo'Ami looked at him strangely.

 

"Oh yeah. Ain't she a great little ship? I picked her up for next to nothing, but boy can she move!!" He grinned like a schoolboy. Turning back to the control panel, he tried to figure out the displays. It was strange, but he wa a pilot! He could figure this out. Carefully he disengaged the clamps, and then felt the ship drop away from the Arcadia.  "Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

 

"Careful, Major, we're flying blind."  Lo'Ami had pulled up the full sensor array and was preparing to use it.

 

"Please make sure your seatbacks and tray tables are in the upright and locked position. Arrival time at the Diplomatic Research Center will be in 26 hours." Ziggy grinned back at Kawalas. "Hey Dana, theres tequlia and cards in my bag. Once I get us on autopilot, we gotta teach this Vulcan here how to play!"

 

Kawalas stared back at him. "What?"

 

"I think this puppy will do warp 4.. but maybe I should just go for 3. You got those coordinates Jeremy?" Ziggy looked at LoAmi.

 

Lo'Ami stared back, suddenly realizing they had a problem. Their pilot was out of his mind, and they were flying blind, possibly inside a Dysons Sphere. Somehow, this was not what he had had in mind......  ???

[Guest LtCdr Dacotah]

Oh, poor Ziggy ...he's done and gone loco on us again.  However, having the tequila along might not be such a bad thing.  ::tries to wave the Chocolate Moose over::  Yoohoo!! Taxi!!!

 

Dac