The Brothers Arrive

Posted on Wednesday October 14th, 2020 @ 10:50am by Verk & Turgle
Edited on on Wednesday October 14th, 2020 @ 10:54am

Mission: The Forgotten Outpost
Location: DS3, Arrival/Docking.
Timeline: Current

Finaly, after a long time of travelling Verk and Turgle arrived at Deep Space 3- though once exiting the shuttle and walking onto the Main Arrival Area, Verk did not sound pleased. "Brother, why did you follow me ?" he asked Turgle-calmly, though a bit irritated. "But Brother, you know why. You need help setting up that Bar of yours, after all you weren't planning on setting it up and running it all alone now were you ?" Turgle answers to his Brother.

"I actually was" Verk responds bluntly, much to Turgles surprise who just blinked at him confused. "Alright, now that your here I can't send you back to Ferenginar, but please-dont do anythijg stupid like these Schemes of yours-as far as I remember they almost cost you all of your Platinum" he again berates Turgle, beginning to walk further into the Station for Information. "Sure thing, Brother" Turgle responds as he follows his brother, catching up to him again

After a bit of research and finding the right empty locale, they now look to what to do next "So, Turgle, how much Platinum do you have on you ?" He asks his brother, looking at him not expecting much-Turgle stalls for a bit before finaly responding "Uh-none". Which made Verk facepalm "Great, and people tend to call me less of a Ferengi behavior wise-while you do not even have a single strip to call yours-either way, we have to contact the Chief of Operations and request a Permit to set up shop, also the quarters of course-in the meantime you my dear Brother will try to get ourselfs a few suppliers, I assume you still have a few contacts on Ferenginar who are still willing to lend a lobe to you ?"

"But of course Brother !" Turgle responds, ready for the Action "What about Dabbo ? Maybe even a Pokertable-ooh and a Rou-" Turgle was cut off by Verk "We are a Bar Turgle, not a Casino. I'll have to look what this station allows-just please do not go overboard-the last thing we both need is Securtiy hassling our just opened Bar because you decided to make it into a Casino"

Turgle just nods to his Brothers response "Fine, I promise I won't do anything without telling you first, okay Brother ?"
"Fine, now then-we have to go find the Chief, or well I do, you, you stick around here-look for suppliers, see what types of people are around here and so on. This is a high traffic Location, so we won't lack customers. Just don't do anything illegal and end up in a security cell i have to get you out off, because this isn't Ferenginar anymore where we can bribe people, this is Starfleet, and the Humans and Vulkans are very different from us-understood ?" Verk again holds a tirade against his brother-though his only intention is to remind him of how this situation is

"Yes Brother" Turgle responds in a semi bored voice "Anyway, ill go do my thing. You do yours" with that he tries to slip back into the crowd "We will meet back here !" He calls out, and before Verk could react, he was gone.

With a sigh, rubbing his temple a bit he goes off towards the Administrativ Area, intending to find the Chief of Operations....