It was the morning after the grand opening, and apart from hang overs, it seemed to have been the most epic night they had in a long time. However today was not going to be as good as promised........
Steve is in his office, with his mohawk and hangover, and leans back from his desk as a shadow hovers behind his office door.
"Come In Mate" he growled.
*Receptionist walks in* "uh sir i think you should check camera 12, i mean you did say contact you if the security seems to...."
*Cuts him off mid sentance* "yeah yeah i'll see to it in a sec...."
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5 minutes ago in the lower decks of the casino theres a game of poker, 6 players and a dealer, two of them seem like they had way too much coffee.
Corsair #1 "you sharkin cards on me eh ? you have a death wish si si ?"
Folder " bull**** i play right bro i think ye needs a wish fer some skill huh...AMIGO ???"
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Present time.
Steve walks into the main "hall" the center peice of the ship were 8 decks are visable. as he goes into the transit elevator he see's security teams 2A, 2B, and 2F on the bottom poker deck..something was definatly up.
As he gets out and approaches the table, he see's two corsairs holding Folder at knife point. The rest of the players have left..
Steve "Can i buy you fellas a drink?"
Folder was nervous, was he going to have his throat slit? and his best mate wanted to give these Corsairs a drink?!?!
Corsair #1 " EH? you going loco old man can't you see this cardarva, this fool, needs some ...gardening done si si i no need drink for what im doing?"
Corsair #2 " you no amigo's all card sharks eh ?"
Corsair 1 looks un-easy**
Steve simply reaches down into his trenchcoat. Pulls out his finger and acts like its a loaded gun. The corsairs look confused and laugh.
Steve goes from relaxed, to suddenly alert and tense, raises his finger to point at the lead Corsairs face. They don't look like laughing now.
Corsair #2 Hey amigo you really popped severo loco'ness si ?
Steve "One more word and you wont have a face to host that wonderful mutation you call your mouth!!!!"
Corsair #2 looks very afraid now and looks to #1 for help, who is still being held up by Steve's finger.
Steve " Now you let there rogue go, he ain't no card shark, in fact why are you the only one with cards up YOUR sleve amigo Huh!?"
*The security teams standby, dare not interfere when Steve is in this mood*
Corsair #1 Nononon, you ally yourself with this...Filth amigo? take you finger down before you lose it, this is my pot i won it and im leavin with it, if you lucky you malvado friend here might live"
Steve reaches back into his coat, this time grabs onto a plasma welder..*whooosh* in a split second the nozzle was pointed right at the first corsairs eye.
Steve: " Folder go to my office now" his voice was smooth and trailed off before he finished the sentance, not takin his eye of the Corsairs
Folder slipped down and slowly walked away to the transit elevator,, not saying a word.
Before the corsair could even think about stopping folder from slipping away, Steve cocked his head slightly to the side, as if to say, you wanna go boom ?
, the Corsairs eyes were now wider than a ZonerWhale.
Steve: "I've killed many pirates Amigo...don't think ill hesitate to blow your hispanic brains out!
Now you go back to crea...Malta,,,where ever the hell you come from
just............how......Ok if i ever see you again, you're dead meat will be so
burnt not even a howler would eat your remains?!?
Steve puts his plasma welder back in his coat, eyeing off the corsairs. He simply turns away and heads back to his office...as he entered the transit elevator, he pulled his finger on the corsair , as a final warning.
Once Steve was out of sight, the 3 security teams handled the 2 card shark Corsairs back to their ship, and business went on as normal.
Ships:
.:j:.El.Ron.Skarsle [Waran] ˜˜˜˜ .:j:.String [Conference]
.:j:.RatString [Annapurna] ˜˜˜˜˜˜ .:j:.Skarsle [P;train]
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