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Posted by Lieutenant Commander Kastarak (First Officer / Navigation Officer) in How to fight Klingons – TAG: Taggart, Symar, Dawson, Valharra – Conference room A
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(This takes place the morning after the dinner with Malone)

Kastarak had called the captain, Symar, Dawson and Valharra to the conference room close to the Bridge. Today’s meeting was a planning meeting to discuss tactical issues relating to being in Klingon space, as well as preparing for the possibility of taking on injured Klingons to Sickbay, as well as how to deal with potential hand-on-hand combat with Klingons.

Kastarak waited for the invitees to enter the room. He particularly looked forward to understanding more about this elusive species.

Kastarak, Lt Cdr
First Officer and Navigations Officer

Dawson felt better than he had in weeks. Finally, something he was sure on. He felt that he was finally standing on solid ground after months at sea. When Kastarak had called the meeting and given its intention, Dawson immediately got to work, collecting what he could of Klingon tactics and culture, which was regrettably sparse. But it was enough. He had first-hand accounts of Klingon battles that detailed how they fought and their attitudes in combat, as well as some first-hand mele accounts of fights with Bat’leths, including a treatise on bat’leth fighting synthesized by an Earth martial artist and historian. Yes, Dawson felt very secure in this meeting.

He arrived at the conference room, PaDD in hand, and chimed the door.

Lt. Q Dawson, CWO

As the doors opened, Kastarak invited Dawson in. “Good morning, Mr Dawson. How did you sleep?”

Kastarak, Lt Cdr
First Officer and Navigations Officer

“Just fine, sir,” Dawson said flashing a quick smile to Kastarak, “Once the others arrive, I think I’ll be ready to give my presentation on Klingon battle tactics. Wish we knew more of them, to be honest. A lot of the records are plagued with bias from the war, but when you sift through the vitriol, an interesting martial culture begins to emerge.”

Lt. Q Dawson, CWO

“I look forward to that,” said Kastarak, while inviting Dawson to sit. “Your knowledge and experience are useful for us to learn from. Yes, once the others are here and I’ve started the meeting, then the next item will be your presentation.”

Kastarak, Lt Cdr
First Officer and Navigations Officer

Chris came in with an unruly mane of black hair and his uniform was disheveled somewhat and a bruise starting to form over his one good eye. He had bruises starting to form on the knuckles of his real hand and he took a napkin from the coffee cart and dotted his nose with it cleaning it out. Before he was able to crumple it up if anyone was noticing they would’ve seen blood there. He poured himself a cup, then another one for Dawson and then made a tea with the hot water for Kastarak. Turning to place the cups before the two men here then retrieved his cup and sat down. “Sorry I’m late gentlemen. I had to take out the trash.” He smirked at that. “But the refitting is going well.”

Captain Chris Taggart CO