Post by Sharpay Harper on Nov 7, 2009 21:16:59 GMT -5
Sharpay leaned all the way back in her chair in frustration, and exhaustion. Why did this commander have to be so stubborn? From his mention of Romulans Sharpay decided to take a wild guess that perhaps they had been at war or in some sort of squabble, but her opinion didn't matter much, well that one anyway. Though she did find it amusing when Lt. Mishtak growled. She couldn't help but grin.
"Ensign, give me visual then stay out of sight..."
"As you wish." Sharpay replied quietly as she did as ordered. "View screen activated." After her statement Sharpay got on the floor and crawled to the back of the shuttle to finish the rest of the order. The tasks we do...
"A Klingon in the Federation?" Miklar scowled and shot a look of disgust. How could one of theirs be with the Federation?! They were not allies, not friends. "You are the one without honor, Son of Kabarann. You align yourself with our enemies, and still have the gull to call yourself a Klingon?! You disgust me." Miklar ran his tongue across his teeth as one of his officers brought him a report. He then made a suggestion; "Please accept their help."
For that, Commander Miklar killed him. It was not unheard of to do so on a Klingon vessel.
"Galor! You now have Ha'jed's position. Do not fail me." A Klingon was seen rushing off the bridge and out the door. The commander then turned his attention back to Lt. Mishtak.
"I hope that did not repulse you." He then thought with a mischievous gleam.
"Ensign Harper to Orion, we have encountered a old fashioned Klingon, prepare to transport them all aboard. I'd suggest maximum security and a PADD of the treaty between the Federation and Klingon Empire."
Sharpay looked back over her shoulder. Where in the world were they going to stay while on the Orion? The ship was small and they were going to double the amount of the crew.
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"Ensign, give me visual then stay out of sight..."
"As you wish." Sharpay replied quietly as she did as ordered. "View screen activated." After her statement Sharpay got on the floor and crawled to the back of the shuttle to finish the rest of the order. The tasks we do...
"A Klingon in the Federation?" Miklar scowled and shot a look of disgust. How could one of theirs be with the Federation?! They were not allies, not friends. "You are the one without honor, Son of Kabarann. You align yourself with our enemies, and still have the gull to call yourself a Klingon?! You disgust me." Miklar ran his tongue across his teeth as one of his officers brought him a report. He then made a suggestion; "Please accept their help."
For that, Commander Miklar killed him. It was not unheard of to do so on a Klingon vessel.
"Galor! You now have Ha'jed's position. Do not fail me." A Klingon was seen rushing off the bridge and out the door. The commander then turned his attention back to Lt. Mishtak.
"I hope that did not repulse you." He then thought with a mischievous gleam.
"Ensign Harper to Orion, we have encountered a old fashioned Klingon, prepare to transport them all aboard. I'd suggest maximum security and a PADD of the treaty between the Federation and Klingon Empire."
Sharpay looked back over her shoulder. Where in the world were they going to stay while on the Orion? The ship was small and they were going to double the amount of the crew.
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