Galactic Vacationing [Wednesday, Period Five]

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

This afternoon the class would have noticed that the Doctor was nowhere in sight. The more observant would also have noticed that the Danger Shop was set up in an unholy combination of space-age tiki bar and seraglio with Seely leaning against the bar chatting to one of the many scantily-clad, brightly-coloured patrons.

He straightened when he saw the class. "I'm afraid that the Doctor can't be here today," he said. "And I couldn't make sense of his lesson plan, so instead of going to a Welsh gravel quarry, we're going to be doing something a little more exotic."

He grinned broadly as he gestured around the room. "As anyone whose ever watched Galaxy Quest or Space Battles knows, the universe is full of places like this, and people like these, so you're going to practice dealing with the natives. They're very friendly, so it shouldn't be hard."

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Comments

Re: Make Nice With The Space Babes - GV [11-Jun]

[doubleohblonde]

"That's alright," the girl said. "The other bar aren't fragile at all."

Re: Make Nice With The Space Babes - GV [11-Jun]

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

Worf eyed her warily. "And what type of bar is this?"

Re: Make Nice With The Space Babes - GV [11-Jun]

[doubleohblonde]

"A fun bar," the girl replied. "But a different kind of fun."

Re: Make Nice With The Space Babes - GV [11-Jun]

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

"Define 'fun'." Worf replied tersely.

Re: Make Nice With The Space Babes - GV [11-Jun]

[doubleohblonde]

"Not the soft kind."

Re: Make Nice With The Space Babes - GV [11-Jun]

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

"Take me there," Worf replied/demanded.