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Dark Star Bar - OP42 (Tag Orvos)

Posted by Civilian Marishka (Lounge Host) in Dark Star Bar - OP42 (Tag Orvos)

Posted by Commander Orvos Legen (Executive Officer) in Dark Star Bar - OP42 (Tag Orvos)

Posted by Civilian Marishka (Lounge Host) in Dark Star Bar - OP42 (Tag Orvos)
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A grin slowly spread across his features, as though the challenge made by the klingon was a superbly welcome one. He yanked his hand away and stepped closer to the klingon with an almost maniacal grin. “You see the problem is, I’ve got a hard time backing down from a challenge, and this sounds exactly like what I would rather be doing. I’m curious if you’d be a worthy opponent.”

-Dawson, Intel

Meanwhile, Orvos was curious how it would all end. This klingon warrior was adamant, and he was fully aware of Dawson’s desire to fight, no matter the cost. But why was Dawson doing this for Marishka or him?

Orvos sighed. “And how exactly do you want it settled, hmmm?” he inquired aloud.

-Commander Orvos Legen, XO

Marishka had been watching these three men as the whole situation evolved. One of them she knew and trusted, the other one was a mysterious surprise, the third man she did not wish to know at all. They had talked around her and about her, they had talked about their glory and how to handle this particular challenge to their masculinity but, nobody had talked to her. Captain Khain had been trying but her scrap of a cousin seemed to have him thoroughly occupied at the moment. She had finally had enough.

With a silent rageful leap she jumped from her chair to the bar top.

“Doesn’t anybody want to know what I want?” she roared.

  • Marishka

Orvos and Dawson were both slightly surprised and they looked at each other for a brief moment. “Yes, definitely my love,” quickly replied Orvos as he continued playing the part in genuine curiosity.

Dawson was quick to respond as well, right after Orvos. “Please by all means, what do you desire?” There may have been a hint of amusement in his response, but it was genuine nonetheless. After all, he was most concerned with the fact that this brute of a klingon thought he could take Dawson on. Dawson rarely backed down from a challenge.

-Commander Orvos Legen, XO
-Dawson

Orin glared up at Marishka as she stood on the bar. No woman of his would speak to him like that but, there would be time for that later.

Marishka stood looking down at the three men and glanced at the young one standing a bit further off. As she did so, she felt the hilt of a slender blade being pressed into her right hand which she had held purposefully behind her. She knew Cyden wouldn’t let her down.

“I want answers minus the boasting but, first, let me give some information.”

She looked first at Orin, then the young one before her eyes came to rest on Orvos, as they naturally would one’s mate.

“Orvos, my love, these men are obviously here on behalf of that part of me which is Klingon. They are from the house of Kron no doubt. The young one, I believe, is my cousin. He seems to have fallen out of one of Kron’s brothers or sisters but, I don’t recall which one. They are not wearing any house insignia because Kron has decided that whatever happens here deserves no honor therefore, I deserve no honor.”

Marishka was speaking in quiet tones that carried throughout the room due to her expensive oratory skills.

“I suppose I should ask what those actions are going to be but, dearest Orin, you are not the most important person in the room and not even the most interesting.”

Smiling, she turned her gaze to Dawson.

“Why are you here?”

  • Marishka (et al)

Dawson grinned. “I actually came here to relax until my shuttle to the Athena was ready. I was not expecting to meet my good friend and his mate here though!” He then turned to the klingon then. “I’m also always interested in a physical challenge. Quite simply, I’m thoroughly entertained here!” The grin never left his features as he glanced from person to person. He meant no boasting, but was being honest.

-Dawson, Intel

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