Urg walked through the ship and towards the transporter room. “Make sure the training ring is clear and make sure you have whatever food humans and Betazoids like ready. And make sure we have people looking into who broke into her home. Find ‘em, cut ‘em, give ‘em to Brother Karlson!” he roared and a Deltan woman nodded and turned and walked back down the way they had come.

Urg walked into the transporter room and looked at the Klingon standing there. “Well? Where is she?” “One moment, Lord Duroc. We are having trouble with the-” and a massive fist slammed down on the console and all the lights lit and the platform energized. Urg glared at the Klingon and said “Seems fine to me.” and he turned and looked at the pad.

Urg’tohn, Lord Duroc