Getting the 88th Over

Posted on Fri Sep 18th, 2009 @ 11:02pm by Commander John Sheridan

316 words; about a 2 minute read

Mission: Prelude: Blowing away the Cobwebs
Location: Jupiter Station, Hanger bay 11
Timeline: Current

On

It was a long watch for Sheridan and the 88th's first pilot Ensign Keller, it had taken Six hours to shuttle the Razors over to the Orion. John soon remembered he was a tight fit in the Air craft. There had been few problems getting them started, the real problem was the traffic getting out of the Station. Every crazed merchant was in a hurry to get some where. Sheridan watched Five ships breaking acrossed the right of way..He observed two near mid air collisions.

One of the Razors had a severe computer problem and would reacquire a few minutes of attention then that would be the last Fighter for the day. John laid down on a power cart and took a short nap.. he snapped awake, yelling... John rolled off the cart and was walking towards the maintenance office. He arrived to see several Senior Chiefs getting ready to do battle over something. it took a few crewmen to hold each of them back from each others throat. They all turned and looked at the Pilot that entered the room.."Excuse me, but I'm just waiting to get my bird fixed out here..."

A rather large Master Chief scowled at Sheridan,"Look fighter puke, It'll get fixed when I say so, so why don't you get back to your nap son." John hadn't been called son in a while... He smiled at the Chief. "I don't really want to be here any longer than necessary Chief so why don't you calm down and fix my air Craft." The chief balled up his fists and charged Sheridan, who calmly side stepped and smashed his helmet into the Back of the Chiefs head sending him to the floor...

"There now, can the rest of you please get back to work? I need to get out of here..."

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Lieutenant John Sheridan
Executive Officer
USS Orion

 

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