Act 6: Go Away Omek
Posted on Monday March 23rd, 2026 @ 4:47am by Captain Avril Taylor & Omek
446 words; about a 2 minute read
Mission:
VFY S1, E3: The Tianlong Incident
Location: Port Royale, Flight Operations
Timeline: March 24, 2397, 1530 Hrs
"Miss Taylor, its great to see Miss Taylor, your looking quiet lovely today." Omek said, as he walked into flight operations center. He could not help but check out her small frame like stature. She was small but had long legs. He was graveling a little bit. He wanted her to give him priority with his shipments.
Avril thought to herself, that she needed to get a lock on operations, and keep all non essential personal out of her area. The guests were nothing but a constant distraction. They had a lot on their plate, without having to deal with guys like Omek. "Can I help you, Mister....?" Avril asked, trying to be polite the Ferengi, who was buttering up to her.
"Omek, just a simple businessman with simple needs, wanting to ask a lovely lady like yourself, if my little shop's shipments can get priority clearance." He said, in the best graveling voice he could do.
"Not going to happen, starfleet vessels and diplomatic curriers get priority Mister Omek." Avril said, with a real big look of annoyance on her face.
"That's outrageous, why do diplomats get priority. Without my spirits, you wouldn't even have them on the station." Omek boldy stated.
"Maybe so Mister Omek, but my answer is no priority. Anything else I can help you with?" Asked Avril, with an annoyed look on her face.
"Why so tense Lieutenant, someone need to be pampered. I can help, if you want too. For a small modest fee. I have a trill sun bathing program that is to die for." Omek said, waiting to see what Avril was going to say.
"No thank you Mister Omek, I am rather busy at the moment." Avril said, hoping he would take the hint to leave, before she had security to do it for her.
"Okay, then talk tonight over drinks, my quarters 1900 hours?" Omek grinned, thinking he was smooth and charming.
"Mister Omek, not sure if my boyfriend would like that idea." She said. Thinking that was pretty clever of him. To bad for him, she was not falling for it.
"He's not invited, and what he does not know..." Omek started to say.
"Good day Mister Omek, you got the answer you came her for, I suggest you setup your shop." Avril said, hoping he would leave now. If he did not, she would be forced to call up Lieutenant T'Rhe to assist her.
Omek smiled as he said. "Alright, alright. I'm leaving. Just think about it." He said, as he left flight operations.
Lieutenant Avril Taylor
Port Royale, Chief Control Flight Officer
USS Tianjin, Chief Control Flight Officer
Omek
Omek’s Emporium Shop
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