Posted by Civilian Michael Conrad (Black Sparrow CO) in Spaceport - Arrival of the Sons of the House of Duroc

Posted by Civilian Q’ragh, Son of the House of Duroc (Klingon Warrior) in Spaceport - Arrival of the Sons of the House of Duroc

Posted by Civilian Urg’tohn, Son of the House of Duroc (Klingon Warrior) in Spaceport - Arrival of the Sons of the House of Duroc
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Dash was in awe of the way the Commissioner handled that, Dash’s way would have probably ended in pain and suffering and needless bleeding … for Dash. He had fallen silent, allowing the older man to take control of proceedings. Now, Dash approached the car and paused … his time on Qo’noS reminded him of the importance placed on protocol by the Klingons and he most definitely didn’t want them to think he was challenging them to a duel to the death … even the smallest of the Klingons, the one referred to as runt, and a title that Dashel himself received, would beat him without raising a sweat, it seemed. So, Dashel waited for the Klingons to enter before him. Besides, it meant they wouldn’t be at his back and he could make a quick escape if the car ride turned nasty.

-Dashel Jamison, CIO

The tallest of the three Klingons glared at Dash and bared his teeth in what at first may have been taken as an attempt to eat him… but soon worked it’s way into a kind of most unsettling smile. “In you go, Son of Morak. You are blessed to be with us! And more blessed to be the one to test the interior for traps! Go, and may your death rattle be loud and bloody!” and he slammed a large hand onto the CIO’s shoulder and pushed him towards the open car door in what would be considered a friendly fashion if one: they had currently finished some kind of combat sport and two: had he not hit the human with such force.

Urg’tohn, Son of the House of Duroc

OOC: Correcting typos.

The “Runt” still stood six foot two inches, in fact, and was the eldest of the brothers. He paused for a moment while Urg played with Dash, still unsure if they were doing the right thing… but it had appeared that Kvaa’rton had spoken to all of them. This was the place, and here they would find clues as to the next steps they must take to restore House Duroc! Once the others were inside the vehicle, he got in himself and fixed his eyes on the Comissioner. “Where do you take us?” He asked.

-Q’ragh, Son of House Duroc

Michael Conrad watched as the Klingons disappeared. It was probably a blessing for the Klingons to be fair. Michael had his fair share of run ins with kliingons. Then again, he had had his fair share of runs ins with just about anyone. He was typically ready for anything a Klingon would dish out. And there was a part of him that definitely wished he had managed to snag the opportunity to put a few more holes in their garbage truck of a ship. Then again, it probably wouldn’t have been a fair fight.

He shrugged and went back to his work on the Black Sparrow.

-Michael Conrad, Black Sparrow CO

Joseph unbuttoned his Jacket with one hand whilst placing his cane over his thigs with his other “Where?” He smiled as he leaned back in his seat at one end of the limousine “Wherever I feel like taking you” As he said that the door closed and the vehicle started moving up-up and away. Joseph looked at his left wrist, there was a small computer screen attached to it “It took longer than I like to authenticate your identities, but shouting out Kvaar’ton really helped so thanks for that.” After a moment there was a beep and from his right side, a PaDD came from the door. The elderly human grabbed it and started reading “Q’ragh, K’vorth and Urg’tohn. Triplets born and raised on Kronos, I don’t have great immediate access to the Klingon archives but that will soon be remedied” He smiled as he looked up “Don’t worry gentlemen if I wanted you dead You would be” He spoke softly but the Grandfatherly tone that Jamison had heard the first time they had met was gone, replaced with a certain firmness “You three assaulted Federation Citizens after having been here less than ten minutes. Now they will be pressing charges, I am fairly certain of this. What will happen with those charges depends largely on the three of you” Although he was addressing them as a group he was focusing on the eldest, it was clear he had had interactions with Klingons before “Are you going to be attacking any more of my citizens without cause?”

Commissioner Karlson