Five Word Story

[Old Salt]

chaos in the pub. McCoy

 

[Stallion]

quickly grabbed the nearest patron

 

[Old Salt]

and hid behind him to

 

[Stallion]

avoid being hit by the

 

[Old Salt]

shattered glass. Worf grabbed another

 

[Stallion]

man's rather oversized false arm

 

[Old Salt]

and used it to restore

 

[Stallion]

peace and stability to the

 

[Old Salt]

raucous drunkin' tavern crowd. McCoy

 

[Stallion]

rather skillfully grabbed a megaphone,

 

[Old Salt]

and began shouting in Klingon

 

[Stallion]

that nothing disastrous and life-threatening <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/w00t.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid="" border="0" alt="w00t.gif" />

 

[Old Salt]

would come about if they

 

[Stallion]

kindly removed their weapons and

 

[Old Salt]

armor. The crowd blinked, unsure <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/8q.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid="" border="0" alt="8q.gif" />

 

[Stallion]

of what McCoy's true intentions

 

[Old Salt]

were and what language he <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/laugh.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":" border="0" alt="laugh.gif" />

 

[Stallion]

was using when talking to

 

[Old Salt]

the crowd. Worf continued to <img src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x172/oldsalt_bucket/emoticons/homereating.gif" border="0" class="linked-image" />

 

[Stallion]

eat his messy submarine sandwich