"EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE!"
Phaser blasts rang across the hull of the holodeck in San Francisco, Starfleet Academy. Figures lunged and dodged to avoid the blasts, and very few of them survived for more than a few seconds.
The Dalek shooting at them was painted all yellow, black, and grey, reflecting that of a Starfleet cadet. It was indeed a very odd sight to behold...
"Halt program," it was a very human voice that spoke, and a humanoid walked out from his position of observation in front of the Dalek.
"EXTERMIN-"
The holodeck's foliage and shifting shapes suddenly vanished, leaving only the Dalek and the man alone.
"...ate…" the Dalek finished off, but this time shut down its phaser before it went off again.
The man was dressed in a brilliant red uniform and his greying hair was cut sharp and clean. Two blue-grey eyes were set on the Dalek, always contemplating, always critical. "If you do that out in a delicate operation, you won't last a day. No more shouting before you shoot… just shoot."
"I am doing well, sir."
"I can very much see that!" the teacher said, exasperated by the Dalek, "But your yelling is not only hindering your stealth, but wasting precious time! Understand?"
"Affirmative," the Dalek responded, not willing to meet his single eye with his teacher's.
"Good. Now do it again, but no screaming this time."