Applications of Force

Posted on Sat Mar 7th, 2020 @ 5:35am by Commander Ethan "Hardcase" Duval & Lieutenant Commander M'Tillie Nasao & Lieutenant Rael Hular & Lieutenant Commander Shandis "Darkmoon" Dvald-Festlin

Mission: Mission 75: Through the Looking Glass
Location: Marine Staging Area One - USS Farragut
Timeline: 1700Hrs - March 28th, 2392

Lieutenant JG Moni Nasao slid her phaser rifle back onto the rack before she turned to face Jefferson Duval. "How long are you going to keep us here.?"

Duval gave her a rather acidic glare. "Do not question me again kitty... Or else.." he rumbled.

"Or... what-" was as far as she got before he backhanded her across the face, in response she slashed at him with her claws, all missed asides one of them which caught him across the face. "You animal!" he growled loudly. "I will fucking kill you for this.."

"You tried last time when you raped me... Remember how I almost cut your balls off for it!" Nasao responded darkly.

Duval punched her a second time, this had the effect of silencing her as she dropped to the deck in a heap, he turned to the second Caitian, the male he didn't know all that well. "Whats your problem... Or do I need to make one for you?"

Berin Eskar had little interest in fighting with Duval, though he knew that if he wanted to, he had mastered his new powers to the point of where he could pummel the large human without too much effort. He gave Duval a scowl. "You and I both know that would be a pointless waste of time."

"Do not fucking start shit with me... you little runt... You are here to deal with the enemies of the empire... I also outrank you.." he growled angrily in response.

Berin at this point just ignored Duval as he put away his rifle and other equipment.

Siaxx Dvald came from around the corner as she began to lean against the bulkhead, watching the small gathering with a languid poise. "Are you two done?" she inquired. "Jefferson. How many times must I tell you... stop abusing your people.... I mean what did poor Moni Nasao do to deserve the ass stomping that you gave her."

Duval growled softly as the small Bolian female came over. "Hello my pretty.." as she blew the male Caitian a kiss, she knelt down next to Nasao who was still down on the ground. "Duval... You are a bruiser and a fucking rage case... so I will tell you this one last time.... Stop abusing your people... Or... I will have you abused..."

Duval turned as he grabbed Siaxx by the throat, she simply smiled as she felt her feet leave the deck, as she came face to face with his enraged face. "Heh heh heh..." Siaxx began laughing at him.

Berin couldn't help but be astonished by Siaxx's reaction to being neck lifted. However he kept on a stoic face, refusing to show his emotion. Instead he just went over to help Moni to her feet.

Nasao groaned softly as she woke up. "Mmm... What...?" as she felt Berin help her up.

Siaxx laughed as Duval attempted to choke her. "Come on.... I bet you get spanked harder then.... this." the small Bolian then drove her armored boot into his crotch, he dropped her before she leapt forward, shoulder-checking Duval with her entire body, knocking him over.

Siaxx was laughing her ass off the whole time while Duval snarled angrily at her. "I will fucking have you.... You little slut!"

"You like it!" Siaxx answered as she ducked a blow from him. "Oh come on.... You can do better then this.... "

Duval screamed something incoherently as he lunged at her, he still missed however as the small Bolian evaded him, she was small and quick.

Berin not interested in waiting for the aftermath, simply walked out of the room, having no interest in getting involved in their fight.

Nighthawk landed on her feet, laughing as she did so. "Awww... T'Nae would be-" was as far as she got before the right hook from Duval caught her in her midsection, just below her left breast, the force of the blow sent her across the room. Duval hot on her heels. "I'll fucking kill you!"

"I think not." came a voice as Duval felt someone elses fists crash into his chest as Lieutenant Nuban Hular intervened on Nighthawk's behalf. Siaxx meanwhile was lying on the ground as she was still laughing, being glad to feel something other then grief and melancholy from the death of her family.

Neban growled. "You do-" he stopped as he drove his boot into Jefferson Duval's chest, the massive man was down for the count as Neban continued "-NOT hit a woman in my presence.... Or I will fucking terminate your worthless existence!"

Duval roared as he lept to his feet, he went for the smaller man as Nighthawk picked herself up off of the deck. "Enough... The exercise is OVER!" the small Bolian female screamed.

Duval growled softly at Neban but more or less at Nighthawk as well. "Fine... I'll deal with you next time pipsqueak." he indicated Neban who waved him off with the back of his right hand as if dismissing a pest. "Anytime you are ready old man..." he added in a derisive tone of voice.

Nighthawk chuckled softly as she licked her lips. "Mmm..." she turned her head as she regarded Neban before her. "You doing anything tonight?"

"No.." Neban answered. "Other then training... Its all I ever do."

"Well... Why not drop by my place... around twenty one hundred and I can help alleviate some of your troubles... While we prep for our next mission." Nighthawk responded evenly.

"Sure... Why not..." Neban responded in a tone that indicated that he really didn't care either way. Nighthawk turned and departed, Neban followed her out the door a moment later.

Meanwhile Torenna Cel approached the group, saying with a smile, "Hello Nighthawk, Hardcase, So how are you doing on this lovely day."

Nighthawk grinned at the other woman. "Ahh getting my mojo on with the statue here..." she responded with an ever present grin. "He's quite the stallion."

"Oh can it already woman.." Duval muttered softly in the direction of Nighthawk who laughed at him as she moved off, leaving Duval to turn to face the Betazed woman whom he outright despised. "What do 'you' want?."

Torenna gave Duval a lustful look, "Well preferably, you and me, in bed, with your endowment inside of me. Is that too much to ask for."

Duval regarded her with a cool expression. "You... are not... my type." he responded. "This 'I want you' habit grows old woman... Have you got nothing better to do?"

Torenna smiled. "Well with the holodeck's always being used for training and the recreation facilities pretty much gone, no I don't have much better to do. Come on Big guy, we can even make it a threesome with Nighthawk here, if she is so inclined."

Siaxx suddenly grinned up at Duval. "It'll be fun." she responded with a lusty smile on her lips. "Oh come on... You know you are tempted.."

Duval paused. "Oh alright... your place or mine... or hers?" he indicated the small Bolian who was overjoyed at this development.

Torenna Shrugged. "I'm not picky on the matter."

Siaxx grinned. "Alright, my place it is then..." she responded. "This way..." as she regarded Duval. "I'm going to enjoy you." with that the small Bolian went off down the hallway.

Duval followed in silence.

Meanwhile, in Moni's quarters, Berin was busy tending to her, as she had suffered a broken rib from Duval's punch. Fortunately Berin had enough medical experience to deal with an injury like this. Unfortunately, it was just one of the many many injuries the two of them have dealt with over the years.

Nasao sighed. "Thanks... I need more training with these new abilities.." she muttered. "What about you?" she inquired of him.

Berin replied quietly. "I think I'm getting a handle on them." As he finished with this injury the best he could he asked." Any other injuries that that prick managed to inflict on you this time."

"Only my pride.." Nasao responded. "I will make him suffer... soon... ish."

Berin didn't say anything further on the matter, putting away his medkit. He then looked back at Moni, only to find her sound asleep on the bed. he though about a bath, but decided screw it and laid down next to Moni. Since the Empire generally didn't allow Caitians to wear clothing anymore due to a past rebellion he didn't need to bother with removing a uniform. While it didn't bother him, due to his thick, snow leopard like fur, he kinda hated clothing anyway, he knew it was one of the many things that bothered Moni. Though the worse thing was the Empire's decision to draft them as guinea pigs for this energy manipulator technology.