Vice Admiral Kraken strode the bridge of his migthy flagship, taking in her beauty as well as her sleekness, and deadliness. It was almost time to launch yet another assault, and take over another planet as part of his glorious plan of outer rim takeover. His next planet of conquest was awaiting his mighty boot. It was only a matter of time, now, until it feels the mighty stomp of it. Kraken strode over to his closet, and with a mighty heave, opened it, revealing his might array of clothing. He fumbled through his wardrobe, looking for just the perfect costu....errr.......outfit for this occasion. Throwing out his red Intelligence uniform, and a Kowokian Monkey vest that he kept as a souvinear, he finally came upon his spotless white uniform. Only the uniform wasn't so spotless, having a small drapery of ketchup on it from last night's dinner. Oh well, thought Kraken, he would drop it off at the loundromat on his way to inspect his ship for battle. His first destination was the bridge.
Upon arriving there he sighted a young man wearing a Leuitenant's rank that was sitting at a console looking quite busy. At first Admiral Kraken thought he was working hard on some subject for the glory of the Empire, and was going to suggest that the captian promote him a grade for hard work, when he saw that the man was in fact playing a game. It looked like he was beating the Rebels pretty hard, and Kraken was going to suggest that he be promoted a grade anyways, when he noticed something; the Leuitenant was playing AS the Rebels, and was blowing up Imperial fighters. Fuming, Admiral Kraken withdrew his service pistol, and fired a shot into the console, shattering it.
The Leuitenant looked up in suprise to see Admrial Kraken standing over him. Kraken holstered his pistol, and looked at him, feeling quite pleased with himself. Then the Leuitenant, looking quite angry, got up and shouted at Kraken, "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR!?! I HAD ALMOST GOTTEN A NEW RECORD!". Kraken, suprised by the balls of this Leuitenant, removed one of his gloves, and @#%$ slapped the Leuitenant across the face. With that he stated, "Ensign, you are hereby demoted to Laundy duty. Take my uniform down to the Laundromat, and clean it good. Do a good job, and you may get your post back. Do a terrible job, and you will spend the rest of your existance scrubbing toilets in officer's country." said Kraken. After a quick kick, the Ensign was sent packing for the Laundromat.
With that little assignment taken care of, Admiral Kraken did a more thourough checkup of the bridge. After he was satisfied that no one else was goofing off, he departed the bridge, bound for the various weapons. Upon coming to his first turbolaser cannon, he sighted something unusual. The three crewmen that worked the turbolaser were nowhere to be seen, nor were the crew for the second turbolaser. And they weren't in their ready rooms either. Finally, upon coming to a crew's mess station, he sighted the crews of about twenty nearby weapons seated around a few tables, heavily engaged in a game of Sabaac. He sat down at the nearest table, and asked to be dealt in. The dealer looked at him for a moment before he shrugged, and dealt him three cards. He pretended to look at the cards, while he used his other hand to silenty arm a grenade. When it came time to bet up, he set the grenade for twenty seconds, and then tossed it into the sabaac pot. The crew men looked at it for a few seconds before comprehension dawned, and they screamed and ran for the exits. Admiral Kraken just sat there as the seconds ticked away, and then......BOOM! The Grenade blasted out in a loud noise the word "Sucker", and then fell silent. Silenty laughing to himself, Kraken gathered up the credits, and fake grenade, and dropped them off at his quarters before heading down to the engineering bay.
Some time later, having finished his tour of the ship, and being satisfied that everything was back to being normal, he stopped by the laundromat, and found his uniform very well clean and neatly hung up. He took it back to his quarters, and issued a comlink call asking for security to escort the ensign to the docking bay for airlock duty. With that finished, he made his way back to his quarters, in order to change, and prepare for this day's activities.