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<< Promenade – Serenity Base >>
Taylor had been restless throughout the morning, never staying in one location for longer than 10 minutes. Presently he found himself wandering down the Station’s main promenade looking for something to occupy his mind, perhaps it was the forthcoming bet’leH competition that had him on edge, and this would be his first time competing against people in the public domain.
He would be lying if he said he wasn’t a little apprehensive about it all.
The station was still fairly deserted in terms of visitors. Soon, he could tell from expirience the aliens and visitors would swamp the corridors and promenade of the otherwise sleepy station.
Dan realised he was outside one of the many smaller bars that were dotted around the stations civilian section; he took a deep breath before plunging through the throng of people. Arriving at the bar he ordered himself a blood wine settling back against the bar he suddenly realised he was pushed up next to an older Klingon.
The klingon was sitting at the bar byhimself, a few meters away two very watchful klingons were enjoying their ale. The bar was busy and if it wasn't for the fact that they were the only klingons in the bar, they might have escaped notice.
However as it was Taylor was a spook trained, and the twoo smelled like "goons watching their boss." The older klingon shared the same insignia, that of the House cheng, like the pair at the next table he wore no rank, indicating that he was civilian or at least non KDF.
The old man followed one of the waitresses like a hawk, though only from the corner of his eye. He noticed Dan look the same way and chuckled.
Dan smiled as he watched the waitress walk off, it was only recently he had made peace with the ghosts of his past. A return to a more predeatory outlook on life. It was fairly obvious the old Klingon on the table by the bar felt the same way, his grin increased as he moved over and a sat down on the table uninvited.
"A fine female specimine is she not?" He took a swig of his drink after he spoke awaiting the older Klingon's response.
The Klingon chuckled and emptied his mug.
"I concur," poQ answered. "though I knew of an orion be' once, she would put all of these girls to shame..." the old klingon chuckled once more.
"You take what you can find at the time" Said Dan as he drained his cup.
"Bartender" the Klingon boomed." Our cups are empty."
"Keg" Shouted Taylor, his drinking exploits had reached the ears of several bartenders who had learned to keep a little extra drink around incase Dan came calling.
"So I take it the tournment brings you to Serenity?" Enquired Taylor politely while he waited for more drink to arrive.
"Yes and No." the klingon anwered. He stopped as the bartender "schleppt" the keg in.
Dan's eye brow raised "A cryptic Klingon? Who would have thought I would see such wonders" Although his words could have been interpreted as disrespectful his voice indicated he was simply making light of the whole situation.
"My joH is part of the tournament," the Klingon elaborated. "Fierce and strong, though bit rash at times." he added with a smirk on his face.
"Ta'pez" Dan said the name without thinking too deeply about it 'I'm not playing this game well' he thought to himself, he blushed and added "I can see from your house insignia"
"I on the other hand am supposed to play the Ambassador on this forsaken place." the klingon retorted.
This caused Dan to laugh loudly "You poor sod!" Tears began rolling down his face as he laughed "They've lumbered you with this place? I feel sorry for you" Taking another drink to calm himself down Dan leaned closer to the Klingon "Well Mister Ambassador, let me give you some free advice. Don't get on the wrong side of Vice Admiral Jefferson, the man can be strange" He paused and considered his words "Don't get me wrong, the man is a good officer - he just tends to play by his own code of honour which is just different enough to cause men like you and I problems"
He clapped the aging Klingon on the back "Still, maybe you will be able to train him in to the sort of Commanding Officer Serenity needs" Dan picked his mug up and spoke quietly in to it "God knows I've tried to talk sense in to him"
The klingon leaned over, chuckling and simmingly ill at balance. "Well said, well said."
He toasted Dan and then said. "I am poQ."
"Taylor, Dan Taylor" He drank with poQ "A retired Starfleet Admiral" he paused and gave a wry smile "Well, apparently retired"
Dan stared off in to the middle distance for a moment his brain taking him somewhere else entirely only the faint chirp of his comm badge brought him back to the moment.
"Taylor here" He said, rolling his eyes at poQ to show his displeasure at the interuption.
"Ensign Lomax sir, I was told to tell you that your meant to be putting your blade on the wall of honour this morning"
Dan grimaced "Thank you ensign, but I will deal with my blade in my own time" he cut off the comm signal without another word.
Turning to poQ he smiled grimly "Can a man not be left alone to enjoy a drink for 5 minutes?"
"Seems not." PoQ observed him for a moment then clearled his throat.
Looking at the Klingon he realised he the warrior had something he wished to say "Out with it then Mister Ambassador" said Dan with a smile
"I am but a mere ambassador," poQ said, "Somewhat old and rather foolish."
Laughing Dan took another drink "Oh come now, wisdom comes with age and from the look of you your too old to be classed as foolish"
"As it is I have seen many fumble," poQ continued. "You just acted like a beq who broke his blade and cant tell hi da' that his has done so."
Dan scratched his head as he tried to figure out the words the Klingon had used, he was fairly certain one of them meant private, in the context of the conversation he had a fairly good idea what had been said "Now look here poQ" he dropped his cup to the table "I'm not some little guy who's-" Dan stoped speaking as he realised the Ambassador wasn't paying any attention, the Klingon retainers were and they obviously found either poQ's words or his own outburst funny.
poQ ingnored the former admiral and motioned towards one of his goons. The klingon left his drink unfinished and aproached the two. "Prepare ch'moghs blade."
The klingon nodded and left huriedly.
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