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Chapter #4
He let's Worf simmer and walks down the ramp
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Normally, Picard would be concerned enough to ask what seems to be bothering Worf, but with a distress call in the waiting, Worf will just have to hold in what's bothering him a little bit longer.
"What's the status of that distress call?" Picard asks as he strides down the ramp and takes his seat in the captain's chair.
Without turning to him, Riker answers, "We've been having trouble getting the call to come through clearly, but we've almost got it cleared up."
Not two seconds later a crackly voice sounds over the bridge, as if coming from far away. "Attack on... defenseless outpost... thirteen scientists... soon or we won't make it... please HELP!--" The voice cut out as quickly as it had started.
"That's all we've been able to get, sir." says Riker. "What do you want to do?"
Captain Picard pursed his lips for a moment then said decisively, "Set a course for the source of the distress call. Warp eight. It sounded like they need immediate assistance. Let's find out what's going on."
As the helm officer laid in the coordinates, Picard finally turned to a practically fuming Lt. Worf. "Yes, Mr. Worf. Is there something you needed to talk to me about?"
Worf's deep bass repied seriously, "Yes, sir. You need to know..."
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