My Bar for a Kingdom

Posted on Saturday October 31st, 2020 @ 4:54pm by Captain Tobias Bishop III & Verk

Mission: The Forgotten Outpost
Location: Various
Timeline: Current

Ensign Wilson was in the Operations office when a Ferengi man walked in.

"Can I help you, Sir?"

Verk would enter the Operations office and held out a hand to shake for the Ensign.

"Names Verk. I assume that you are the Stations Operations Officer? Because I would like to request a permit to open a Bar on here. What do I have to pay or fill out to do that?" he says in a typical Ferengi tone of voice for business, probably not realizing that in the Federation, you don't have to pay unless you do business with traders.

"There's not cost of a stall permit." The man answered, handing Verk a PaDD to fill out.

"Interesting, but alright" Verk would take the PaDD, going to fill it out with his Ferengi finger tapping rather loudly on it, though this took some time, he was finally finished with it, handing said PaDD back to the man "Here, anything else ?" He asks, crossing his arms.

"Well yes. That was just the form to access the system to fill out the forms to apply for the forms to request a stall permit. Everything has to be done in the correct order and submitted in triplicate. You should hear an answer back by Next Tuesday." the operations officer answered.


"Next Tuesday ? That is quite a long time. Especially just to fill out another Form. Dont you think you could speed it up, maybe just a tiny little bit ?"

The Ferengi started to get that glint in his eyes-oh boy, thisll be weird-that is if the Ensign would try to bargain

"Are you attempting to bribe a Starfleet Officer, Sir?"

"What? Oh no I would never do such an evil and illegal thing. I was just inquiring if there was anything I could do to speed up this process" he replies, being careful with the wording he is using.

"Well, I guess we could put you on the expedited approval process, but there is of course a fee for that." the officer replied.

"Ah yes, a fee-how much would that fee be then ?" the Ferengi says. Now it was getting interesting for Verk, Money was involved.

"One bar of Gold pressed latinum for each day you would like cut off of the standard processing time."

"One entire bar ?" that was a bit too much for him, but they needed that Bar. "Don't you think we can do half a bar?" Verk asks, now going full Ferengi stingy mode.

"Well, the fee schedule is not something I have control over. It's set by people much higher up the chain of command. I'm sure if we asked the Colonel, he might be willing to to work with you and the price, but he might think you're trying to bribe him."

"Well, that would be no good. Fine, Seven Bars it is then." he says as he lays down 7 Bars with a metallic clank. "That should speed things up. Correct ?"

"Yes, Sir, come back at the end of the day, and I should have things wrapped up for you." he said with a smile, pulling the bars across the desk.

:: To Be Continued ::

Verk
Ferengi Business Owner
Deep Space Three

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NPC Number One
Operations Officer
Deep Space Three