K`Hare totlh
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I am sticking some back posts in here, stuff that relates to the tourney. Suran is the vulcan from last year who attacked K'Hare on the doecks of KDB.
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<Halls of KDB, 10 days before the betleH tourney>
K'Hare was not in good mood. The report from ta'pez had found its way all over the station and the Klingon could hear the laughter as he walked by random groups. The first time he saw a discarded printout of the image he was angered but no it was obvious that ta'pez drawing was everywhere.
He knew that he shouldn't let the actions by ta'pez get to him, that the chang's opinion didn't matter. But K'Hare had an ego and being such a joke did bother him. ta'pez would pay for this but K'Hare knew that in part it was his own fault. If he had been honest and not kept the secret, not relied on House Chang to clean up its own mess, this ridicule would not be part of the current situation.
He had ignored the dishonor that was ta'pez because K'Hare's position on this station was the by-product of Chang stealth and dishonor biting them in the back. He had talked to be'thal but not told her the whole of the truth. He could have told joH cheng, but having fought side by side with ta'pez, he felt honor demanded he step aside.
Had he honestly expected ta'pez to learn something, to realize the dishonor and rectify it? No, but K'Hare had hoped it. But K'Hare's will was not so strong; it could not move ta'pez's heart. It was clear ta'pez was jealous of K'Hare's station... K'Hare laughed at the unintentional pun. One slight change in the combat that had made K'Hare this station's commander and ta'pez would be here and K'Hare would be serving him, no doubt still on the Hegh'ta or perhaps, dead from some hopeless mission he'd been sent on. K'Hare almost wished that things had been different. Almost.
For the last year K'Hare had ignored ta'pez while ta'pez continued to make useless, annoying jabs at him. It had been a game they played. K'Hare was sure adding this image had been intended as part of that, but ta'pez had crossed a line. That small act was affecting K'Hare's ability to lead the station. It was eroding the respect he expected and required for this duty. ta'pez had crossed the line and he would pay. K'Hare would settle this feud with ta'pez at the tournament. One way or another, it would end there. "ONE WAY OR ANOTHER IT WILL END!"
K'Hare ignored the looks he got from his uncontrolled outburst as he walked to the lift to take him to the private area of the station. Unnoticed, a Bolian sitting at a table in the Four Corners slipped the printout, a picture of K'Hare with romulan ears into the disposal and told his companions..., "Maybe would should get rid of those."
<Training area in the KDB restricted area of KDB>
K'Hare had retrieved suran from his room and the pair had walked to the combat training area. Without another word, each grabbed a betleH and faced each other. Again, only silence marked the beginning of the sparring but K'Hare didn't stay silent long. His mood only helped. "So, what is the task today? In case you haven't noticed, it has been more than three weeks since you've won a match."
Suran just smiled. "It is true enough that I have little left to teach you, but I still have many secrets left to share."
K'Hare switched his style mid swing and came in forcefully striking the betleH of the vulcan hard. "It has been a year and I tired of this game."
Suran looked over at the damaged weapon on the floor. "Perhaps a sparring contest is not a good idea today. You seem particularly emotional." He looked around the room and his eyes stopped on one of the metal structures used as a combat dummy. It was designed for a training warrior to hit repeatedly with full force. "That will do." Suran walked over and slipped inside the structure and found its center of gravity. He placed two hands on the structure, moved them to find the center of gravity, and lifted the heavy structure. With an effort, he moved it about ten feet, then set it down and slipped out. With that done he looked at K'Hare expectedly.
K'Hare looked back like he was insane. "What is it you want me to do?"
"Simply move it back."
"You want to test my strength verses yours? You are vulcan."
"Ah, so you admit, vulcan's are superior."
"Not superior. You just have a greater natural strength."
"Part of this training has been to increase your strength."
"I am aware. What will this prove?"
"More than you know. I simply want to see how strong you have gotten. I think you can move it."
Annoyed K'Hare squeezed into the center of the object. It was not as easy for the bulky Klingon. In the center though, there was enough room to be comfortable. K'Hare placed his hands in the same location suran had used and pushed. It was too heavy but before he could slip out suran started taunting him.
"Come on... it isn't that heavy. You just drink too much." The taunts continued and K'Hare was annoyed, but then one taunt had an effect. "I bet the one with the pointed ears could do it... and if you move it, I will give you the answer to all your questions!"
Inside the framework K'Hare got angry. Even suran had seen the picture. But how? One of his guards must have shown him. Was there no one on the station he could trust. Angered, determined, and ready to kill, K'Hare put his hands on the structure again and lifted it. He hardly noticed the pain as he moved it more the a foot past its original location. He squeezed out but by the time he got to suran the anger was gone, replaced with the realization that he had moved the heavy thing. He took a deep breath. "I should kill you but I see what you did. Still, you made a vow. Now keep it."
Suran's smirk showed he had been in total control the whole time. "Of course. Why say it if you don't want it to be heard. Your answer is Khoal of House KoliKos."
Not for the first time, K'Hare looked at him like he was crazy. "I know of him. He is currently serving with Q'olavraH. But what does he have to do with me?"
"Everything, or nothing. But he can give you the answer that will unlock your past. His interest in genetics and his work tracking bloodlines will enlighten you."
"You know more. You have told me so much, told me of the location of the branding iron, something no one should have known. Why hold back now?"
"Because you would not believe it coming from me. This Khoal, he is a scientist, he can prove what you would kill me for saying."
K'Hare laughed. "Then he can prove a great many things. I will do this, as I did the last thing, thinking it was folly. But again, if you have wasted my time, I will kill you. And if there are questions he cannot answer for me, I will get them from you when I return. This game ends when I return."
"That is acceptable." Suran watched K'Hare leave. His work was done. The Klingon was as prepared for what was to come as he ever could be. The two would never see each other again.
<Xavier Fleet Yards Space>
A raptor class starship came out of warp close to the Xavier Fleet Yards. On board, it's communications officer had already been usurped by one of the two ranking Admirals. The young officer in the captain's chair didn't seem to mind the change.
At the communications station, K'Hare totlh entered the hailing sequence and spoke. "Xavier Fleet Yards, this is the IKS Montgomery Scott requesting admittance to the station and immediate contact with Admiral Neirbo."
The way the Klingon said 'requesting' made it clear that while he understood the formal protocol, he didn't consider his request to be denied. He wasn't asking for permission.
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The Raptor class can be reviewed here: http://www.bravofleet.com/avalon/starship-raptor.htm
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