Posted by Civilian Joseph Karlson (Head of Police Force) in Docks - Arrival of House Juuv (Tag House Duroc, DCI Pangolin)

Posted by Civilian Urg’tohn, Son of the House of Duroc (Klingon Warrior) in Docks - Arrival of House Juuv (Tag House Duroc, DCI Pangolin)
The dock master’s office was quiet when the comms activated, startling the Andorian dock master out of his mid-morning nap. “Oed V Docks. This is the Klingon battle cruiser ‘bortaS’, flagship of House Juuv, Nobel House of Qo’noS. We will be taking up orbit in twenty minutes. A DujHod shuttle carrying representatives of House Juuv will be docking at your facilities ten minutes after that. They are expected by the museum Curator and Oed V officials. Prepare for their arrival as befits them, and send the necessary notifications.” and the comms cut off. The dock master looked confusedly at the panel for a moment, but then his sensors showed the Negh’Var beginning it’s approach into stationary orbit. Swearing loudly, he began frantically tapping commands into his desk interface and issuing orders. It was then that the flag on the name ‘Juuv’ appeared. “Contact DCI Pangolin immediately upon arrival of House Juuv representatives.” and the dock master swore again. He hated when the police got involved, it always meant more paperwork.

Letting forth a stream of obscenities, he then activated his comms. =/\= Dock master to DCI Pangolin. Computer said to notify you if anyone from the Klingons named Juuv arrived; well, they’re here. Shuttle inbound in… thirty five minutes. They said they were expected. You want them anywhere specific? I have docking bays 2, 3, 9, 11 and eighteen completely empty; and 7, 14, and 21 can fit their shuttle with the current vessels in them. =/\=

Oed V Dockmaster

Pangolin had been laying on the couch inside the Police Commissioners office for the past hour when he received the call. He exchanged a knowing glance with his boss and with a wicked smile he opened the channel on his end =^=Put them in bay two, don’t want to insult our dignitaries with too high a number=^= He muted his side and gave his boss a glance “Two isn’t an unlucky Klingon number is it?” He was only answered with a deadly glare, he chuckled at his own joke and unmuted the Comm =^=Instruct the staff to give the Klingons a wide berth, I’ll be there in ten minutes with the welcome wagon, Pangolin out=^= He closed the channel and spun around, sitting up “Well boss, you’ve really got us in it this time, you may wish to break out the old sword” He said with a smile. Karlson stayed quiet, turning to look outside his excellent view.

DCI Pangolin & Commissioner Karlson

The Dock master was about to respond when the line cut off, and he silently swore. He tapped a few commands and said =/\= Klingon Battle Cruiser bortaS, Oed V Dock Master. Your shuttle is cleared to land in docking bay number two. Oed V representatives will be on hand to greet you upon your arrival. =/\= and he cut the comms just as the door to office opened. Turning to lash out at whoever decided now was a good time to bother him, he instead choked back the impending words as he saw standing in the doorway the largest Klingon he had ever seen.

Standing almost seven feet tall and weighing close to four hundred pounds, Urg’tohn of House Duroc was an imposing figure, and that was not including the current look of barely concealed blood lust playing across his face. Behind him, back to the door and keeping a watchful eye, was K’vorth of House Duroc, his hand resting on the disruptor on his hip. His eye patch was visible as the dock master looked from Urg to K’vorth and back again.

With a silence that was positively unnatural for a being so large, Urg moved into the office and looked down on the dock master. “I am going to ask once and only once. Where is House Juuv’s ship?” His voice was like boulders crashing into each other in some far off cataclysm, and his face left no doubt that he would not ask again. “N-n-n-no-not arrived yet. Twenty minutes away.” he stammered. “Where will they dock?” Urg’tohn asked calmly. It was the calm that was the most worrisome to the poor man. “They- they-theywillbeindocktwo…” he said, his words running together in fear. Urg smiled and reached to his belt, his hand coming dangerously close to the DK Tahg on his belt. But instead of taking it, his hand slipped behind it and he brought forth a slip of gold pressed latinum. “Thank you. You should go to lunch for the next hour or two. Take whomever you can from your dock crew. And keep everyone away from two once the ship has been docked. And we were never here. Do you understand?”

For all the fear that the man felt, greed was a surprisingly staunch antidote. Blinking only once, he took the slip and it disappeared into his pocket. He looked at the Klingons and said “Um… sorry. I can’t help you fine Vulcan gentlemen right now. Lunch break.” and he stepped around Urg and past K’vorth. Yelling out some instructions, a good portion of the dock crew shrugged and made their way out of the area, following the dock master and the promise of free food and drink.

Urg watched them leave and looked at his brother. “Let us find a good place to watch Juuv’s arrival, my brother.”

Urg’tohn, Warrior of House Duroc