Hunting a Hologram
"Smeg!" Dirk was already in the supply room gathering together the weather
ballon and gas detector. The last thing he wanted was to be associated with the
security team. How could he possible keep up his hell raising image while
walking around with Harris's trained monkeys? But there was nothing else to do.
He doubted that they could read anything but their names much less a high-tech
piece of equipment. He was ready. All he needed was the security team.
As he waited Dirk remembered his little (for lack of a better word) his
tricorder. It was something that he and his friends worked on in high school.
Though he was able to alter it to look for just about anything he needed, it was
originally used to find the data disks for the classes finals (make copies and
put a hefty price tag on top, and college tuition is paid). He adjusted it
until it came to a point were he could zone in on high power outputs designed
for the projection and formation of light(aka- a lightbee). This would be in
case the gas detector didn't work. It was easy to put in Phil's lightbee
signature, so to prevent them from following him by mistake, and Evil Phil's
should be close enough, except maybe with a higher negative charge. That should
leave Allie. After all, how many holograms can one ship have.
Tom, Dick, and Harry finally showed up. They weren't too happy about having to
take orders from a science officer (which was almost like poetic justice for
Dirk), but White Wolf had given them a very long speach about the saftey of the
crew and team work, which is why it took them so long. "Let's get to it," Dirk
said.
As they walked this way and that across the Dwarf. At one point they were
walking down the same corridor as Dren. Dren looked up from his work and saw
Dirk walking WITH the security team. He could tell that Dirk wasn't being
arrested because he was behind the three red shirts and not in the coveted
position of the out front prisoner. As Dren watched them walk away, a lone tear
rolled down his cheek before being quickly wiped away.
The search team had been going on for over an hour. Dirk felt as though Tom,
Dick, and Harry should be on leashes. Especially after the incident. The gas
detector lead them into the auditorium where the POTO rehearsal were. Oblivous
to the surrounding actors, Dirk walked out on stage while Dr. Shakespear was in
the middle of a line. Dirk was trying to make out how strong the beeping sound
was over the doc's voice. "Forsooth, what haste has thou to...."
"SHHHH!" Dirk raised his hand to the thespian for silence.
"...but..."
"SHHH!"
"My good man, I demandeth..."
"Would you just shut the hell up, ya fruit." Suddenly, the set fell down around
everyone. Tom, Dick, and Harry had tripped backstage and were knocking
everything over. Dirk sighed, "Charlie's got his Angels, and I've got the Three
Stooges." They left the play in it's chaos.
"This isn't doing us any damn good!" Dirk threw down the gas detector. It had
lead them all across the ship without getting them any closer to Allie. Her
trail was still too weak. He pulled out his tricorder. "You haven't failed me
yet. Don't start now." In a matter of moments Dirk had a lock on Allie.
"Larry! Curly! Moe! Let's go!" The three men were confused but followed
anyway.
They finally cornered Allie in a corridor. It appeared that she was heading
back to her quarters. "Fletcher! You're leaking a leathal gas! If you come
with us, we can fix it before it gets out of hand."
OOC- allie, you can add your two cents worth. just remember that dirk is a
fighter. if he's willing to punch his boss(no hard feeling, eh, phil?), then he
won't have a problem going toe to toe with you. just remember that when you npc
him. that's all i ask.
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