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USS Atlantis

Crew quarters - B&E, rat, or a ghost

It was dark and late. Most of the crew was asleep save for room 4412 on D deck. A soft rattling followed by a clunk awoke the individuals in the room. The wife was the first to open her eyes and notice the sound. As from time immemorial, she reached out grabbing for her partner beside her. “Doug…Doug wake up,” Cheryl jabbed at his arm rocking his body. “I think someone is trying to break in,” she uttered sitting up in bed and pulling the sheet up as she looked at the door to her quarters.

“Are you daft woman? We are on a starship. Who tries to break into someone’s quarters on a starship,” Doug said groggily closing his eyes and rolling over. “Besides have you seen the security chief. Huge Orion,” he yawned. “Pretty sure you would have to be brain-damaged or just an idiot to try to willfully commit a crime on his turf.” Sleep just began to wash over Doug again before a sharp jab into his kidney’s woke him up abruptly. “Owwww,” he yelled rubbing the spot Cheryl had just ground her elbow into on his body.

“Doug get up! Did you hear that,” Cheryl snapped frustrated? Her eyes moved around the room as if searching for an unknown presence.

“No but I felt it and so will any one in sick baaaaay,” he stopped complaining as he heard a loud rattle followed by a clunk. Throwing the blanket off of him, Doug moved across the room picking up a baseball bat leaning next to his dresser. Thank god he had signed up for that intramural league last week. Before that, there was only the rugby team and that weird version of baseball the Australian dude got going for department sports but finally, someone picked up a normal sport. Its equipment also had the dual purpose of home defense.

“Doug what are you doing,” Cheryl snapped in a hushed whisper. She eyed the bat and crossed her arms annoyed.

“What,” he growled back in a hot whisper now equally annoyed. “We have an intruder. What should we do…get them coffee? Just stay here,” he motioned with one hand leaving the room.

Rolling her eyes, Cheryl reached over to her comm badge on the nightstand beside her. =/\=Secruity we have an emergency. Someone is trying to break into our quarters. We need a team here now,=/\= she called down to the security office waiting for a reply.

~Intruder to room 4412 (Unknown....as of yet)

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