Oed V
Spaceport - Arrival of the Sons of the House of Duroc
The comms on Oed V came to life.
=/\= Human colony. This is K’vorth, second Son of the brothers of House Duroc. We are approaching your humble city and demand immediate clearance to dock.
What? Wait a minute.
Urg! What do you mean the warp core is stuck on half impulse? Fix it! Then use a bigger hammer! Do I have to think of everything?
Alright I’m back. We demand immediate repairs and supplies to continue the holy quest for the D’k tahg of Lord Marshall Pr’Kenth, to restore the honor and name of the god Kvaar’ton.
What now Runt? What?! Can’t you see I’m on the communicator? Holes in what shielding? Then fix it! Press that flashing button or something! Kvaar’ton has provided for us, you think he will let us explode again?!
Right, I’m here. My Brothers are impatient, Kvaar’ton is a generous but demanding God worthy of our obedience. And yours. We will be docking in one Human hour. K’Vorth out. =/\=
As the large eye-patched and bald Klingon walked away, the comm system stayed active for a few more moments. He could be heard yelling out “Urg! You better fix that! We’re docking, and you know the brakes don’t work!” Before the comm line cut out, a ceiling panel could be seen falling down right where the big Klingon had been standing moments before.
Sensors showed a decades old Orion frigate, in need of much repair, coming directly to the colony at a semi-high rate of speed. After about an hour, and many arguments between several aggressive voices on the ship and Traffic Control, the ship docked and was secured. The Dock-master waited for many minutes for the crew to open the hatch so he could conduct the intake documentation.
When the ship finally began to open up, voices yelling loudly at each other in the Klingon native tongue were heard just before the hatch opened and out spilled a chaotic maelstrom of legs, fists, teeth, and flecks of pink blood. Dashing to the melee, the Dock-master grabbed one of the figures by the shoulder to break up the argument.
This is how the fight started.
Urg’tohn, Son of House Duroc