M`rek
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<Continued (Last section) > K'Vok shrugged, "Sounds like fun." It was apparent Kral had pride in his family, though there was also something else there that was not mentioned. They arrived at a bar and Kral went to the counter and ordered some warnog for himself and then looked to K'vok for him to say what he wanted. "Bloodwine, please and thank you." K'Vok said to the 'tender, stretching slightly. Kral looked at the Half-breed curiously as he listened to the Human pleasantries the half-breed used. The bar tender came back with their drinks and Kral paid for it and gave K'vok his bloodwine before taking his warnog. K'Vok smiled, "Humans tend to be nicer if you indulge in their odd customs." Kral nodded, though he had apparently had experience with Romulans before, he couldn't say he had a lot with Humans. He opened the bottle of warnog and poured himself some in a mug. He took one drink tasting it. "Not the best warnog I've had but it works." "Not the best bloodwine either, but, it's probably better than their coffee." Kral laughed and sat there drinking his warnog at a easy pace. "So... what made you interested in taking a trip in the forest habitat?" "Umm...getting hopelessly lost." Kral chuckled, "Apparently. Your the one who fought that big guy in the last match right?" "M'Rek? Yeah. He was tough." Kral nodded, "You fought him well and it was a good match. It must of been a great victory." K'Vok smiled stupidly, "And he said no grudges, so I don't even have to worry about being squished." He took another drink from the warnog, pacing himself so he got a nice buzz but not drunk. "A smart choice. I did not recognize his race though." "Umm...he's...hirogen I think...well, half, half Klingon." Kral nearly choked on the last gulp of warnog and it sprayed out his nose. "Ahhhhghh..." He cried out at the intense burn that hit his sinuses. His hand going to his upper nose as he leaned his head forward. K'Vok blinked, then laughed, loudly. Kral gasped and let out one last groan before going silent, his head rested on the palm of his hand while his elbow rested on the table, ad he recovered from the intense burn. After a few moments like that he finally lifted his head and took a slow careful drink of the warnog. Though now his head hurt and sinuses burned. "Are you alright?" Kral grunted, "Yeh. Will be." Then he to chuckled despite the burn. "That’s the first time that has happened to me." He laughed. "Laughing as you swallow?" "Was surprised is all." He said as he took another steadying drink of his warnog. K'Vok chuckled, "Yeah, definitely surprising." Kral let out a large belch, a secondary reaction the first. He finished off the warnog in his mug and just sat there looking at all the people passing in the bar. As well as a few drunks laying at some of the tables. K'Vok finished off his bloodwine and stretched, looking around. "This is too quiet." "Not to quiet, if you use them ears." Kral stretched a bit as well. Kral just shook his head. "Not matter. Anyways, I have heard many things about your HoD. Perhaps I will get to meet him and see for myself." He stood from his seat, setting the mug on the counter for the bar tender to take. "Perhaps...however," K'Vok gave his mug back as well. "I have training to do. It was good meeting you." "And I you. Perhaps we can join in drink again." Then added as he started for the door. "Qapla!" "Qapla" (Tag any if want)
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