Star Trek: Starbase 777

Saren, in the meantime, was chilling. He laid down on the cot, one leg thrown over the other one's knee, his hands on his chest, and his hat covering half of his face as he hummed something under his nose. What? He might as well take the time off while it was still and quiet here.

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A faint scream grew louder and louder as Ed was flung onto the floor. “Ouch. Hey, man.” He peeled himself up from the hard ground.

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"Hm?" he lifted his hat a bit, looking at the newcomer. Saren then offered a small wave, "Oh, hello. You okay?.."

“Oh, I’m good. Sad about my shirt, though.” He frowned as he looked down at his new favourite vest, which had been painted the colours of Mo’s hatred.

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She materialized eyes closed, yellow paint all over her face and shirt. For a moment she did not move before wiping the paint away from her face as best she could with her already colourful sleeves. At quick look around later she sat down next to one of the cells walls. "If it brings you any joy Lieutenant Castelo, you certainly went down more heroic than I did."

“Oh, shit, you too? Damn.” He chuckled, “How’d you die?”

"Chief, good to see you as well," Saren offered her a small smile, shifting a bit to sit up now.

"My shot exploded in my face." She gestured to the mess of yellow she was still covered in, before giving Saren a nod. "Have you been well? Besides dying?"

"Got to ride a horse and then sit alone for a while, If anything this was like a perfect weekend for me," he shrugged.

"It could certainly be worse, though I do much prefer to to shoot on more stable ground, with a weapon that is less likely to explode in my face, while not being trapped in a holoprogram." There was definitely no pride that could have been hurt by her accidentally taking herself out, what are you even talking about? "Where exactly are we?"

"My first shot exploded too, so..." he trailed off, maybe trying not to laugh. "And then our XO decided to kill me dead. Awfully tragic turn of events, such a betrayal. Hopefully he's still kicking." As for her question, Saren took a look around: "Well... jail? I think? I don't think we can get out of here until the game ends."

“So we’re just… in holodeck limbo?” Ed blinked, thinning his lips.

"Yeah, I guess s-- is that a screen?" what the hell man.

“Oh, hey, live view of the others! There’s Allan, over there.” He grinned.

"Yeah..." what the Fuck was his uncle's hand doing on the back of that man's neck like That. (edited)

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“Aw, shit, bandits won. Nevermind.” He stuck his tongue out at the screen, as if he could insult it directly.

Saren did a half-hearted "yeehaw" in response to Edgar, to at least appear to be somewhat normal, and definitely not as a man who's suspicions about his uncle just got basically confirmed right in front of his own damn eyes, all while wearing cowboy clothes and sitting in a holodeck jail.

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“Uh… here, actually.” Ed took off his hat, placing it on Saren’s head, “You gotta look the part.*

"Oh, I have my own hat, but thank you..." he squinted, then. "I might be going fully insane, but I think a door just appeared behind you."

“Oh! Fuck yeah, let’s go meet the others.” He nodded, stepping out the door, “And keep it. Hat squared.”

"Hat squared," he nodded, following along to the exit. "Chief, don't get left behind!"

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