There's nothing so good as being able to be around some old fossils, unless, of course, it's seeing a Conference of the senior Admirals of Starfleet!
Anyway, I'm here on Darius VI, where the remains of an ancient civilisation have been discovered. As a special favour, the government has allowed me exclusive access for two days, so no one else can bother me while I'm here.
It's a very rocky area area, somewhat dangerous to be around. This clifftop looks a little precarious.
I think there is a fossil just near the edge.......AGGGGGGGHHHHH!
I tumble over the edge and plummet over the side, hitting my head as I fall. Aren't there times when you were told not to go near a cliff top?
When I hit the very rocky ground and black out.
Eventually, after what seems like an age I wake up. Phew! I have a splitting headache. I'll have to get back to...errrr.. I'm not sure.
Well I'll need to. After all, I am..errrr...I can't remember.
Any ideas? I'd like to know who I am.
A figure approaches me. Perhaps he can help me?
"Hello." I say, "I've had an accident, and seem to have lost my memory. Do you know who I am?"
The man smiles, as if it is his lucky day.
"Certainly." he replies, "You are Agent Picard of the secret Starfleet society Section 31. Your cover is that you are posing as Captain Jean-Luc Picard of the Starship Enterprise. In truth, you pass all secrets about the ship and it's crewmembers to Section 31. I am the leader, Agent Luther Sloan. You always report to me."
Now it's all coming back to me. Yes, I'm Captain Picard of the Enterprise. I must admit my memory is a little patchy, though.
Hopefully, it will all clear up after a while.
Meanwhile, I'd better get back to the Enterprise and carry on spying for Agent Sloan.
To be continued...
19 comments:
NO JEAN-LUC! IT'S A TRAP....A TRAP, I SAY....
Don't trust him....he looks pretty shifty. And I would know.
No kidding, he's the definition of shifty.
Oh dear...this doesn't bode well for the Captain.
Oh dear, Captain, it looks like bad things are afoot yet again. The galaxy can be such a dangerous place sometimes!
P.S.,
If you see Graham floating around in the Blogosphere somewhere on your journeys, will you tell him "thank you" for me for adding my post to his list of Quality Posts? Thanks muchly!
Did you fall or were you pushed?
Wny not try the Jurassic coast- you meet a nicer class of person.
I think you all know a trap when you see it.
Linda, that was a super Quality Post that you wrote. I hope others will go over to see the Essay about America that you penned.
See,
and he always underestimates that division...
I bet he was pushed.
I bet it was Riker.
See, now he can be exposed as a spy, and then Riker can be captain...
Perhaps you should have a permanent parachute on your back?
Uh oh.
This is bad
How I would love to join you on an archaeological dig, this is one thing I have always wanted to do.
My memory plays me up from time to time too. It must be catchy.
Uh-oh, this means Captain will be rescued by a hot and sexy woman (again).
Ops :)
Mother Hen, I hope you're right. With my luck, it'll probably be Riker!
Ellee, wouldn't a dig be great!!
Hulk, if even you know it's bad, then it must be bad.
Jean-Luc is my hero. Who else would be so committed to their blog that they would actually type "AGGGGGGGHHHHH!" while falling off a cliff?
~Greetings Jean-Luc~
If I had a luster lip-paint bar for every Sloan I have met! Or for every time I have lost my memory.
Oh dear!
Yes, but one look at Bev should restore any loss of memory! ;)
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