Magic Collar

Posted on Thu Jun 4th, 2015 @ 5:10pm by Lieutenant Mickey McClane & Commander Bertrand Cuprum & Commander Cor Cordale & Lieutenant
Edited on on Wed Oct 21st, 2015 @ 8:15am

Mission: Debts to be settled......
Location: Quarters of Mickey/ observation lounge
Timeline: Sometime after the computer purge before the mission

Lt. McClane couldn't have known that he was the target of lengthy personal study. At least, until his quarters doorbell chimed during off duty hours.

Aladdin the Acting Ensign had barked at the door bell knowing for the fact someone was behind the door. Mickey was grabbing a cup of coffee when he heard it rang. "Come in!" Mickey said nicely to whoever was out there.

The door opened to the wispy Moriloth. She stood there dressed in her typical shrouding garb. Those pale blue eyes of hers stared in silence.

"Ensign, do you realize what time it is. Go back to your quarters, that's an order." Mickey said half serious and half not serious as he was wondering what the ensign wanted.

Moriloth's imaginary Klingon roared, "An INSULT! You must PUNISH him!"
Her Vulcan countered, "These are Lieutenant McClane's quarters. They are his domain, his rules.
Her Orion slave smiled, "Warm love, Mori. That will melt him."
Her friend Borla suggested, "This isn't a good time. He's not likely to be receptive."
Moriloth gave a bow of the head, "I apologize, Lieutenant." She set a ribboned present box just inside his doorway. "For your canine." She turned to depart.

Mickey was unaware of her intentions his guard was up as he walked to the present when he put his coffee down when he grabbed it and opened it with Aladdin by his side. It was a dog collar "Looks like any ordinary dog collar" Mickey put it on him as Aladdin ran after her.

Aladdin ran down the corridor as he sees the ensign and brushed by her leg.

Mori froze, unaccustomed to nonhumanoids, especially excited ones. As the new collar began to calibrate, words began flowing, "Hello there Ensign." Aladdin Smiled

Cautiously, Mori touched at the animal. A smile slowly melted across her face. "That is much better, canis!" Still nervous about his jumps and bandito lick kisses, she walked back toward Mickey's quarters.

Along the way, they encountered Lt. Cordale. The black lab bounced with joy, as though reuniting with a long lost friend, "Lieutenant Cor, how you doing?" Smothering jumps and licks ensued.

Cordale was a friend of animals. It helped to be mostly animal yourself, by standard Earth medical standards, so when Aladdin the Lab came by and started to wag, to jump, and to lick, Cordale was certainly happy to see the happy jumpy guy. He was even especially careful to only pet the canine with his living hand. He didn't want to risk WAIT A MINUTE THAT DOG JUST TALKED!

"Did you just...?" the Thux parsed out. "This is the ... most realistic dream I ever... Wait. If this is a dream, then where the audit are all the Femthux?"

"Lieutenant, Get back on your feet it seems that this collar whatever has enabled me to talk." Aladdin said as he just sat on him and smiled at Morolith.

Moriloth was most pleasantly surprised. Either the animal possessed considerably greater intelligence than she had previously assumed, or else the translator was doing a superb job of conveying raw emotions as cordial conversation. "Life should be easier for you now on this ship, canis creature."

The Thux rose from his kneeling position to a more upright and standing posture. "That's... " he really didn't have the words for it. Thought to speech capacity? Directed telepathic link? Weird ass escaped tech from the Science Division. It took a moment for him to remember that really, really cute science officer's name. The one with the really big, really firm... ears.

"And... do I really want to know where this collar came from?" he asked a question he probably didn't want the answer to.

Moriloth continued study the animal admiringly, "I searched the galactic wide web for pet translators and downloaded the design. It's easy tech for life support to replicate." She giggled and leaned, resting her hands on her knees, "Aladdin? Shall we go back to your house and surprise Lieutenant Mickey?"

Cor was a little dumbfounded by the whole thing, but filed it away for 'Someone Else's Problem'. "Well, you two have fun, and stay out of trouble." and then the Thux went about his way. Previously, his plans called for 'cheesy Earth cinema'... but now they called for booze and cheesy Earth cinema.

Mickey was in the hallway about to get Aladdin when he heard the commotion. He thought he heard his beloved dog talk but it was that collar that was the trick but mickey was in a surprised moment "ENSIGN, WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY DOG!!!" Mickey asked surprised then Aladdin jumped on him

"Mickey, calm down it seems that collar i have will now enable me to talk." Aladdin said as he had to hold him down to get him calm

Moriloth shook her head with alarmed amazement, "You have a very intelligent canis, there! I didn't realize!" She then offered a teasing smile and gestured to the animal, "Like Aladdin explained, he's got a talk box!"

The Thux, rather then retreat to his quarters under the lure of the siren song of booze'ahol and terrible films, opted to stay in the hallway to make sure that there wasn't going to be a scuffle. "Well, he was *given* a talk box, but just cause we're given something doesn't always mean we want it." said the engineer missing an arm. "Let's all go sit down somewhere nice and quiet, grab a coffee, and figure out what's going to happen next." he offered.

Advised by one or imaginary friends, Moriloth smiled to Aladdin, "You like the new talk box, don't you? You want to keep it, don't you?"

"Oi, that ain't how it works." Cor spoke out, "No pressure, no twisted arms, no sweet talk." Cor seemed pretty firm on this.

Mori stared blankly. "Lieutenant Cordale? Wouldn't you rather have Aladdin be able to verbalize his needs? Or would you rather him go dumpydoo on your engineering deck?"

"There's a huge difference between 'Able to Vocalize' and 'Disciplined'. Besides, none of my engineers in the pit ever ask me if they can go to the head. They just go to the head." Cordale returned, "And, to clarify, I'm not saying his voice should be taken. I *am* saying that, now that he has a voice, it should be heard if he wants to keep it. From the sounds of it, this was something sprung on the pup's minder." he didn't say owner. He said minder.

Moriloth's lips pursed. "I offered it."

"Aladdin, get off" Mickey asked nicely as Aladdin complied. "Both of y'all knock it off. Let's go back to my quarters and have a drink besides i need some romulan ale" Mickey said nicely "Oh and Aladdin you can keep the collar it will be nice to have someone to talk to.

"Thanks, Mickey" Aladdin said as he kissed his face.

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Lt. Mickey McClane
Lt. Bertrand Cuprum
Lt. Cor Cordale
Lt. Antos Rittan
Lt. Mileka Reyes, MD
Ens. Moriloth
Ens. Aladdin

USS Victory
Pegasus Fleet