"Captain, what are going to do?" Ensign Parker asked in a low wisper that was heard by one of the Son'a guards.
"I said no talking." The guard slamed his weapon into Greg's forehead, knocking him to the ground and breaking open the skin on his head. As Greg layed in shock, the Son'a guard kicked him a few times in the side. Parker took the pain well and didn't give the Son'a the satisfaction of hearing him suffer.
"Now maybe you know what, 'No talking,' means." Then three Son'a picked up Parker and two others escorted Captain Jennings and Ryan into the Captain's ready room. One Son'a stood guard outside the door.
Greg sat up and was helped by Jennings. "Well I know it stinks, but we must wait for the Calvery."
This stinks bad alright. I wish I wouldn't have accepted this assignemnt.