++ CHIS MICH’MEH POL POL’BE NEH ++

The announcement blared in guttural Klingon.

Jordan idly waited for the translation a few seconds later.

+++ THE WHITE ZONE IS FOR LOADING AND UNLOADING ONLY+++

*Tom Jordan

"I honestly have no idea."

"You've never been honest!" Curot called out a little too loudly.

*Crom and Curot

So nice and beautiful. Pastural. Serene.

Not for long.

"PULL!!!!!!!!" James L. Corgan boomed, into the wilderness scene.

*P-CHAM!!!!!!!............* Went the skeet drone launcher to his left...

*Fffffffsssssssssswwwwwwww...* Went the saucer like clay skeet (Made with Lanjepi clay, so that the environmental nitpickers at Starfleet wouldn't b*tch)

*FRAAAAKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!* Went the phaser rifle in Corgan's hands...

*James Corgan shooting in the forest

"I love the smell of phaser fire in the Morning!"

*Bhrode told the Klingons

"Never rub another man's rhubarb." Bhrode told James, with a smirk.

"Was that a masturbation crack?"

*Brhode and Corgan

She frowned. The man was on the verge of ruining a perfectly good depression.

*Ellas's thoughts on Brhode

"You'll like Breen, Reece. You won't be able to sit for a month, because of the bootprint I am gonna leave on your ass... but you can park that ass on an icicle and cool it...." Bhrode was muttering.

"Men!" Lexa sniffed icily, but under her breath, as she turned back to the controls.

"Women!" Bhrode and James said, in flat chorus.

*Captain Brhode, James Corgan, and Electra Reece

"Well...it sounds to me like it is a distress signal. You can hear faintly. It sounds like 'Help me, Obi Wan.'." the Centurian said.

*Lysander VanderPuls Hawksley

Again, thanks to Mekaela for going through the logs and putting this together!