Subject: Grail: "Unexplored Spaces"-`Going up the river'

<Stardate: 47307.19- 08:50>

<Turbolift 8>

"Deck 2" François ordered the turbolift.

The doors shut behind him and he felt the lift heading upwards.

DeMontigny smiled to himself. He had held his own against Donucci and

had left he hanging dry when he left the holodeck. Now the ball was in

her court, he wondered if she would go through with...

Suddenly the lift stopped. A moment later, it started downward.

'Well, it looks like the Lt. wasn't bluffing...' François thought to

himself. He had read in her eyes that she wasn't, but for some reason,

he didn't believe it. He smiled to himself again. Donucci had character,

he had to give her that. But all the character in the world didn't

change the fact that the modifications he did to the navigational

shields were brilliant, despite the fact that he had 'forgotten' to

mention them to the Lt. beforehand.

The lift stopped on deck 38, but the doors didn't open and François

hadn't expected them too. He would have to wait for a security

detachment to arrive. He unslung Betsy from his back and played a few

chords while he waited. This wasn't the first time he has problems with

a superior, and it propably won't be the least either, but going to the

brig was definately a first. 'I wonder if I'll have a nice cell...'

François was thinking to himself when the turbolift doors finally

opened. Before him was standing an imposing Klingon female and the Chief

of Security himself, Lt. Logan Castle. François was flattered that they

were taking out the big guns for him.

"Lt. DeMontigny. You are being detained by the orders of your

departmental superior pending formal charges. Please step out of the

turbolift and surrender yourself into custody." Castle sighed after his

speech. "Are you going to offer any resistance, Lieutenant?", he asked.

DeMontigny heard the klingon whisper, "Please say `yes'."

"Je m'excuse Ensign," François answered with his usual mocking

grin, "As much I like to please women, I know when not to fight. Can I

at least keep Betsy?" he asked Castle, motioning to his guitar.

"I'm sorry Lt., but I can't allow you to bring any personal items"

the Lt. answered.

François hesitated. He didn't want to give Betsy to anybody, but

there was no way Castle would let him return to his quarters. He looked

the Lt. over. He looked trustworthy enough... and it wasn't as if

François had a choice. Sighing, he hadn't him the red and white guitar.

"I surrender myself into your custody Lt. Be careful with Betsy

though, she's an antique and... irreplaceable." he said.

OOC: Now where did I put my get-out-of-jail-free card?

Lt.(jg) François DeMontigny

Assistant Chief of Flight Control and new resident Jail Bird

USS Grail NCC 1124