Ground Rules:

[omipotent_bastard]

No, no. This just won't do!

If you're going to invite me in, first, you need to understand how things work. You're not writing me. I'm writing you. And if you're going to invite me in before this game of yours starts, I'm going to need to take you for a test spin somewhere.

Yes, like this place. Perfect.

Comments

[cpt_ray]

"Silly? An abacus is silly to someone with a replicator, but it all starts somewhere, doesn't it?"

[omipotent_bastard]

"An abacus? Try two sticks that get smacked together. Still, it's quite impressive. With such a limited brain, you manage to hold together a vessel made so crudely, and set out across space and even time to see if there's anything out there you can even comprehend. It's a testament to your species. Truly."

[cpt_ray]

A thin smile decorates her features. "Jean-Luc Picard was right about you."

[omipotent_bastard]

"About which part? That I'm irresistibly charming, debonair, and strangely hypnotic?"

[cpt_ray]

"About testing humanity and its allies and your likely reason for doing so."

[omipotent_bastard]

He clucks his tongue. "He's been telling secrets."

[cpt_ray]

"No. It's my job to find them."

[omipotent_bastard]

"Well, then. You'd best get cracking, shouldn't you?"