Posted by Lieutenant Commander Paris Carisi (Chief of Security) in Taking a Break

Posted by Commander Mason Black (Executive Officer) in Taking a Break

Posted by Commander Mason Black (Executive Officer) in Taking a Break

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“Yes, we do.” Mason said with a raised eyebrow, “so why are you trying to undress the hired help? You know we can just replicate restraints right, but if you are going to insist on hog tying them let me do it, your knots are easy to slip.”

“Babe I am the security chief you are the XO. How bad would it look if I hogtied you to say the bed and then took off leaving you there for someone to find you? That happened to a friend of mine. Devon Rand. Great guy but dating some psycho chick. I have to make sure you can always get out…unless you don’t want me to,” Paris winked at Mason. “Now less talking more working. Drag him over there and get to work.”

As he spoke Mason came around the sofa and picked up one of the mans legs who was draped over the coffee table, then unceremoniously dragged him off of it and across the floor to the door where the first downed man lay and picked up his leg too. Then, he began to drag them towards the bedroom.

“The reason for the hog tying is simple,” she said getting back on topic, “we want to prove a point. They hit us and we hit them. I want something creative to show them you don’t mess with Team Carisi Black. So if you have something more interesting I am all over it.”

“We tie the three of them together, remove the comms and take them with us before ditching them, bind them so they can’t talk and stick them all in the shower. By the time anyone works out what happened we will be long gone.”

Cmdr Black, XO

Stepping over the body of the man Mason was dragging, Paris wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a long deep kiss. Yes time was of the essence here but she had to let him know something. “God I love how your mind works. I mean you are so put together on the outside. A perfect gentleman but in your heart lies a man with a revenge streak darker than any Klingon. You have no idea how attractive I find that,” she gave him a playful squeeze.

Lt. Commander Paris Carisi COS

Mason returned the kiss and grinned, “We all have our dark side, it just so happens people shooting at me and people I love don’t rank highly on my ‘give a damn’ list. Did I mention we should pull the pin on one of those extra canisters they have strapped to their legs, and stick it between the door and wall? If one of them opens that door before they get out of the binds, and they won’t be able to in the shower, the handle will be released and the gas will fill the room again. I like going for that extra little touch. Bring that one with you.” He motioned to the third thug with his head.

Minutes later and the three henchmen were tied together, gagged and blindfolded and stuck in the shower with very little leg room. A gas grenade wedged in the door ready to fall loose at the slightest touch. Mason stood in the living room, helmet on the table beside him as he holstered his phaser and tricorder and found room for three gas canisters in his suit. Paris would carry the other two they had found on the men. “Whatever they are hiding, they went to a lot of trouble to keep us away from it,” he said to her while he patted the grenades into place and picked up the three comm badges they had carried. “You better show me where this vent was.”

It didn’t take long to reach the access panel where Paris had entered the vent earlier. At that time of night the only person they had passed had been a member of the Asimov’s crew, likely returning to their own quarters after a late night liason of their own. They had begun to speak, but Mason had held up his finger for silence and made the time honored ‘See no Evil, Hear no Evil, Speak no Evil’ gestures. Considering their rank and position on the Asimov, NE Parks nodded and continued on his way, the encounter forgotten.

Pausing at the panel, Mason looked at Paris and sighed. “You know this isn’t quite the kind of tight space I hoped to get into tonight,” he grinned wickedly. “We had the penthouse suite, double king bed, real chocolate. Now we are playing Gweer Bryls: Dodgy Colonial Corporate Edition and packing Phasers and gas grenades. I was expecting a different kind of bang, honestly.” He pulled the panel from the door and placed it to one side, then turned back to Paris and took her around the waist, pushing her against the wall and pressing his body close to hers, awkward enough considering their bulky hazmat suits.

“There is never a dull moment with you, Paris,” he whispered to her gently. “You know you are the best thing that ever happened to me, right. Even if we get eaten by giant, man eating bugs or drown in a sea of bug poop for your crazy scheme, at least i’ll go down with you by my side. I love you, always know that okay. I don’t know of anything that could complete me more than you do.”

Cmdr Black, XO