"Good News"


Author: Ensign Andruk Andres
Date: August 8, 2384
Location: USS Ronin

Tyran was walking towards hollow deck 4 and walked in "Ensign Andres, I have some news for you."

Andres couldn't hear him between the sickening sucking noise of swords and skin clashing. Andres sank his bat'leth into the beasts back. "Raahhhhhhhh" the monster screamed as it smacked the sword out off the young ensigns hand.

The sword lodged itself in the wall 2 inches from tyrans left temple."I think I'll leave now" said Tyran.

"No dont go!" said Andres making his way to the sword. He tripped and fell to the ground then the monster sank its fangs into his leg. "aahh" grunted andres as he turned around and blew the monsters head off!

"So what news do you have for me?" asked Andres. "I am happy to tell you that you will be tactical officer aboard the Bounty when the fighting begins." said Tyran quickly blurting it out.

Tyran helped Andres up and brought him to sick bay.


"So what was it this time? Some Borg, maybe a Romulan away team, some highly disturbed Tribbles?" asked Jin waving her tri-corder around the wound.

"Nothing interesting" said Andres gruffly.

"Well i'll just seal it up for you." and she did poking it first.

"Aaaaaaahhhhhh, why did you do that!?!?" Andres screamed.

"I'm just pulling your leg."

"No your poking it" broke in Karissa.

"Thank you." said Andres as he headed out the door.

"Mess hall" andres said in the turbolift.


As Andres stepped out he took a seat by captain evans. "Safety protocols are just as good ensign." said the Captain peering at Andres's leg.

"Not to a klingon." said andres ordering some whiskey.

As he was about to take a sip Jin swithched glasses. "Ah, ah, ahhh. you must drink your scar remover." said the doctor. "No thanks scars are honorable, I have 3 on my chest and 4 on my back."

"well your not drinking whiskey."

"I guess I will go to my quarters." as Andres left the Captain yelled "I'll have them stop bugging you."

'no fair' was the last thing he heard before he left.