Hungry Like The Wolf
Evil Storvik left the Ankh and re-entered
Starbase 668. He had decided that slaking his pon farr urges would be much simpler than trying to delay or suppress them - especially in a place like this. The Vulcan knew that the personnel on this station held themselves to much lower standards of duty and behavior than the rest of Starfleet normally maintained. Even without the added motivation of
Mib Khan's chemical or biological interference, casual sex was rampant aboard the station - especially when compared to the norms amongst Vulcans and/or the
Imperial Fleet.
"Evil" Storvik decided that, if humans had no problems finding casual sex partners here, then he shouldn't have any problems either. After all, he was much smarter than they were … and he was safe from any adverse consequences this time, given his contraceptive implant. All he had to do, given his recollections of human practices, is go to a bar, get drunk, and find a willing female. How hard could it be?
He made his way back to So Long And Thanks For All The Fish.