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CH06: S [D03|1000] Revealing the Repugnant

[ NPCs: Ensigns Inej Avirim, Marjia Ferik, PO1s Varder Ridun, Peter Wildebrandt, Jean Paul Rivard and Crewmen Petra Vansen, Cabrera | Holodeck 01 and 02 | Deck 08 | USS Theurgy, Vector 02 ] Attn: @Nolan as Kythalie, @Swift as Kate, @Aharon
OOC: I do apologise in advance for not being able to portray characters: Avirim, Ferik and Varder as their former writers did but they are NPCs now and so usable by all Security PCs until adopted by writers. The rest are actual NPCs.

Under orders from Lieutenant Kingston, Ensign Inej Avirim as Investigations Officer led the available security teams into organising Holodecks 01 and 02 into testing rooms for the Klingons onboard. The floor had a holographic wall dividing the room in two with a corridor leading out with directional lines flashing.

Inej assigned Ferik, Rivard and Cabrera to Holodeck 01 and Varder, Wildebrandt and Vansen to Holodeck 02 as Crowd Control Supervisors, meanwhile Inej will float between the two making sure all was well during the scanning.

While Inej would rather be drinking in the mess hall or hiking, drunk or sober either way works, in the very holodecks they were using but by Lieutenant Kingston’s orders holodecks 01 and 02 usage was postponed and hijacked by Security until the Klingons were all scanned.

He watched as the Klingons started to be herded in the only door, clever and since they weren’t in a cargo bay the Klingons couldn’t use anything as a weapon or ‘hide’. Though Inej hadn’t heard of a Klingon that would ‘hide’, it’s dishonorable afterall.

Marjia Ferik was by the door watching each Klingon as they entered while Cabrera was on guard outside with a rifle but facing the door while his back to the opposite wall. Jean Rivard was directing the somewhat now disgruntled Klingons inside into a line around the holodeck in order for the Medical staff to scan one at a time and once scanned the Klingons who passed may leave and return to their assigned area escorted by other security officers around the deck.

Inej heard from Kingston that two Doctors and six Nurses will be committed to this little shindig, the Lieutenant however was in the Brig attending a meeting with Nicander and Intelligence officers. Inej would have liked to do some interrogating, hopefully next time.

The Medical staff arrived as the Klingons were still milling about, some very angry, probably were preparing for battle or drinking blood wine or sharing battle stories until they got interrupted by Starfleeters.

Inej had requested that PO2 Kythalie Benual join the team in Holodeck 01 to help keep the Klingons submissive, apparently they were doing this for both the Empire’s and the Federation’s best interests. Though Inej left all that reasoning to the higher ups to deal with, he had to help Medical find someone in particular. So he went into Investigator mode and watched as much around him as he could, without appearing to be.

[ Lieutenant Elro Kobol | Holodeck 01 | Deck 8 | "The Sword" Vector 02 USS Theurgy ]

Elro had arrived after sorting out a few things back at the Brig, hopefully Intelligence will follow the Prisoner protocols and treat Nicander like the living being he is and not some possessed enemy with voided rights. He entered Holodeck 01 and found many Klingons queuing.

The Betazoid nodded to Avirim, as Kingston had told him that the Investigations officer would be in charge, and at the three Nurses, who had tricorders as well, to take up positions after him in a line so they could scan 4 Klingons at the same time.

He left Doctor T’Panu back in Main Sickbay to oversee it and he hoped Doctor Rez was where she needed to be, hopefully the Theurgy may not get into too much battling as their priority was to get to Qo’noS as soon as possible. The rest of the Medical personnel were divided between the 3 Sickbays.


In Holodeck 02, Varder was helping to direct the Klingons into an ordered queue while Wildebrandt watched them all enter at the door. Vansen had her rifle and was standing guard opposite the door with her back to the wall, a few of the male Klingons sizing her up.

Petra wasn’t completely sure it was for real or if some were interested in her, she just glared back.

Varder saw the new Chief Surgeon and the new Head Nurse entered with another 2 Nurses enter. The Bajoran man nodded to them in greeting before returning to his keeping the Klingons from getting too riled up.
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[ Lt. JG Kate Foster | Main Sickbay | Deck 11 | Vector 02 | USS Theurgy ] Attn: @Nolan @Sqweloookle @Aharon

Just as so many Doctors before her time had, Kate awaited the dawn of battle with nervousness in her stomach, yet also the steeled determination in mind, ready to provide for the care of the injured, or to alleviate the anguish of those that would die. Casualties were something of a guarantee in instances like that which now face Theurgy, and it was her job to ensure that as few as possible of those wound up listed as Fatalities in the end. But while she and her surgical staff had been at the read since the call to Red-Alert first sounded throughout the ship, other duties soon arose which she could attend to in the narrow frame of time that still needed to elapse before the fighting actually began. A call had come in, seeking members of the Medical Staff to assist with the screening of the High Chancellor’s retinue, so as to ferret out the traitor that had masterminded the ‘Spearhead Lounge’ bombing just two nights prior; a bombing which had claimed the lives of many, and injured many more.

For her part, Kate had spent the better part of two frustratingly difficult days tending to those injured, and as was sometimes the case with her profession, it didn’t matter how skillful or attentive she was in her care, people still died.

Confident that her staff was ready to receive those severely wounded which might have demanded emergency surgery, the Chief Surgeon volunteered to assist her Chief Medical Officer with said screening. She was fueled by a vindictive need to play some kind of a role in the saboteur’s apprehension. There was of course an acute awareness that her time was limited with regard to such an endeavor; after all her place was in Sickbay, but she knew that her expertise as a skilled surgeon would lend itself to detecting any latent signs of facial reconstruction. With Ensign Janteel stepping in to ensure that any further preparations were seen to, Kate accompanied Vinata, the Ovri Head Nurse and someone whom over the previous three days she had come to both respect as a colleague and count on as a friend. He was as dependable a hand that Kate could rely upon given the sensitive nature of the task they would be involved in, and she was hoping that he would keep her calm and collected during said task, just as he had done during surgery.

“I have a gut feeling that we’re not going to like how this whole thing goes.” In honesty, Kate wasn’t sure if she was referring specifically of the scanning, the pending battle, or both.

The corridors of the ship were bustling with active personnel, as strips of alert lighting continued to pulsate in crimson as if they were the capillaries of the Theurgy, pumping in unison with its heartbeat and though the heart within Kate’s own chest seemed to thump a little more frantically than usual, the strangely regular pattern of these lights were very disconcerting. She’d always felt unease when seeing them lit up in the past, and sure that was partly the intended goal, as Red-Alert was meant to ensure that the crew was on their guard, but the oddly calm order to it all that felt so out of place amidst the chaotic nature of battle and war. She hated it. There was nothing calm about this. There was nothing reassuring about any of it. People were going to be dying soon enough. People already had died, and it was Kate’s job to be there and sometimes act as steward for those who would pass onto whatever waited for them after the fact. If anything did. But that was the conflict that healers were forced to deal with, because unfortunately change seemed to come far more readily at the behest of torpedoes than they did through words and reason.

“Do the Ovri have spiritual beliefs? Like... umm, a God?” Kate asked nervously as the turbolift came to a halt and opened, a number of armed security personnel emerging as they were going about the business before Kate could step inside. “Deck Eight. Holodeck Two.” She commanded, and settled in against the back wall, fiddling with her hands. She knew the question was likely unforeseen from her, but in the moment, Kate needed any kind of pleasant distraction she could attach herself to, and it seemed like a potentially relevant thread to pull on.

“Because if they do... I hope you carry their favor with you.” She smiled with apprehension clearly evident in her face, and a look of concern in her tangerine-hued eyes.

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[ PO2 Kythalie Benmual | Holodeck 01 | Deck 08 | USS Theurgy, Vector 02 ] Attn: @Sqweloookle @Swift @Aharon

Kythalie had been assigned to overwatch duty for the Klingons to be screened. She stood in the middle of the Holodeck and idly strolled back and forth as the present Klingon's got scanned. Her uniform for the occasion being the pants version instead of the skirted version. She figured she would be better off like this rather than to give the Klingons any wild ideas. Her eyes were trained to each group as they stepped up. Her hands occupied with the standard issue rifle in case any of them would decide to cause a racket or a fight.

She kept her mental barriers up, especially with Kobol  in the room. Inej was in the room too, in fact he was the one in charge of this circus. Kythalie saw him walking around, inspecting yet gave it no further attention as it would otherwise spoil his intention. Her eyes moved back over to Kobol  now, walking over to him and coming to a stop besides him. She didn't say anything at first, just checking the loud obnoxious Klingons that stood there. She reminded herself that Jack was for all intents and purposes a greater man than these scoundrels would ever be.

"How are you holding up sir?" she asked to Kobol  now eventually, just checking in to see how the fine doctor and his staff would be holding up.

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[ Ens. Vinata Vojona  | Main Sickbay | Deck 11 | USS Theurgy ] ATTN: @Swift @Sqweloookle @Nolan
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Vinata was tired - the past few days had certainly been full of emotional and physical exhaustion for not only him but much of his fellow crewmates. Medical had been busy seeing to the treatment and follow-up of those involved in the Spearhead Lounge event, but Vinata had been even more preoccupied with assuming his new role as Head Nurse.

He felt as though his fellow nursing staff had taken well to the change in command but also that his physician colleagues were warm to the idea as well. There had been doubts about how the transition may have gone, Vinata now realised how misplaced those doubts had been though.

The Ovri remained at Kate’s side, following in tandem, there was slight apprehension as to their task ahead given what had taken place the day before in the Mess Hall. Kate had been there with him and although the situation had been resolved, Vinata had formulated a position of unease around Klingons in general now - for some reason or another he seemed to attract their attention in a sexual manner.

“Let us hope the feelings of your gut are misplaced Kate. Although, my own is certainly sending warning signals.” The Ovri clasped his hands behind his back as he transverse the corridors with the Chief Surgeon.

The questions of gods were a complicated one - his culture had many stories and mythologies intertwined into its consciousness. Vinata had briefly studied and compared their religious and spiritual beliefs to those of several different cultures. Modern day Ovri culture seemed to take on a more agnostic approach - but mythos of the stone mother and ice father creators had still fallen upon the ears of Ovri children from the elders.

“Not so much god in a sense. Rather multiple figures, whose stories are intersecting. Personally, I take a more scientific and evolved approach when it comes to that stuff.” Vinata shifted his head and looked at Kate as they walked - personally he did not put much weight in the mythology and theology undertones of his society. It all had its place.

Vinata too settled against the back of the turbolift wall, adjacent to his friend. He took in her words and nodded solemnly. “I have to believe that we have come this far Kate. This ship has survived and persevered through every challenge that has come its way thus far, albeit with great costs of life and sacrifice of many.” What was it. A slight sense of optimism? And hope? It had been a while since the Ovri had let himself take such a position of thought, but he did truly believe that they would come through this. Somehow.

“We will get through this. Together.” The Ovri offered Kate a cheeky smile and chuckle, if only at his own sad attempt at giving some sort of uplifting speech. “Do tell me though, Doctor. Do you have any theologic based ideals which align with your praxis?” He was now curious if Kate practiced some sort of religion or had some deep seeded spirituality. Not that it would change his opinion of her or their friendship in any way. His opinion on Kate was written and sealed. She was a good-shit.
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[ "Bekas, son of Bragt" | Corridor Holodeck 01 & 02 | Deck 08 | Vector 02 | USS Theurgy ]
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Walking amidst the milling Klingons around him, 'Bekas, son of Bragt' knew a trap when he saw one.

Little had been told about the reason why those remaining of Martok's two hundred companions were to gather in one place, but Rov - as was his real name - had suspicions that they had means of which to single him out. How, he did not know for certain, but he did know that if he were to end Martok's life, he had little time and opportunity left. He'd lost precious time getting medical treatment, caught in the blast of his own detonation on purpose two days past. This, in order to raise him above suspicion, but he had underestimated how fast the Theurgy had almost reached Qo'nos. This, despite how he'd sought to disrupt the chain of command on the Starfleet ship. His thoughts bent on how to escape notice, to somehow fulfil his mission, he knew he had to avoid being trapped inside one of those holodecks up ahead.

Rov glanced down both ends of the corridor...

...and saw Martok standing there next to the turbolifts with his large shadow, the mountain of a Klingon that seldom left his side. The Chancellor was observing the progression of Klingons that walked into the holodecks from a short distance, and Rov knew that he had no time to spare, and had to make his move.

With a disarming smile, he broke out of the throng of Klingons and began to approach this decrepit leader of his people. As he walked there, giving an air of wishing to speak with Martok about something and completely ignoring the asinine Targ that was supposed to protect him, Rov thought back on how he'd once failed to overthrow Martok. Luckily, he'd gotten away, and perhaps it was the will of Kahless that he'd been given this new opportunity instead. Martok had already seen him. He was looking right at him, and yet he had no idea of whom he was facing.

In walking away from the other Klingons, he didn't realise that some of the Starfleeters inside the Holodecks had spotted him through the open doorways. Nor did he care about how the turbolift doors opened not far from Martok and his personal bodyguard. His friendly stare - hiding something rather sinister when it came to intentions - was completely locked on Martok.

"May I have words?" he requested with sharp teeth bared, and his fist covering the means in which he'd kill this plight of his people.

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[ Lieutenant Elro Kobol and Present NPCs: Ens. Inej Avirim, Ens. Marjia Ferik, PO1 Jean Paul Rivard and Cwm Cabrera | Holodeck 01 | Deck 08 | USS Theurgy, Vector 02 ] Attn: @Nolan @Auctor Lucan

Luckily he didn't have to speak, Elro simply gestured for the Klingon who was next to stand in front of him. He didn't have to get too close either as the medical tricorder's detachable sensor's range was about a meter, half a meter was better but Elro knew the sensor would pick up evidence of alterations. Klingon Intelligence wasn't that advanced with infiltration compared to the Tal Shiar or Starfleet Intelligence. Though with the Infested perhaps providing support in any way was troubling so Elro took a half a step closer and started waving the sensor slowly about the Klingon.

Of course the Klingon was agitated as a growl came from him, Elro ignored it as he could sense one of the security officers approach and stand behind him. Once the scan was complete and nothing was out of the ordinary, Elro gestured for the Klingon to move on. That's when the officer behind spoke up, Elro made a quick glance over his shoulder, it was Petty Officer Second Class Kythalie Benmual. She asked him how he was holding up, it was nice to have someone ask. He smiled at her. ”Thank you for asking,” Elro began, ”I'd like this to be over quickly to tell you the truth as I am sure you wish the same.” He spoke softly as he stepped back so the two were closer and so could speak privately. ”I do wish we could have scanned them all at once but atlas Thea's sensors aren't as precis as medical tricorders are for this purpose.”

He could see that Security personnel were moving about and also standing watch at the door as well as out in the corridor as the large door was programmed to remain open. Elro then turned to Kythalie. ”How are you holding up?” He asked but he caught a flare of deeper anger and was looking around for some visual indication of it when he noticed that a Klingon had left the line and was heading away from the holodecks. Unfortunately he couldn't leave his spot but if that was the one they were looking for, he looked at Kythalie again but nodded toward the corridor. He wasn't sure if she had seen the Klingon leave the line or not. ”I picked up on something out there, they may be the one we are looking for, could you check?”

Elro hoped that Kythalie wouldn't go alone, and if it was the target of the screening then this would be over. He wondered if he could somehow get the Klingons to help. Elro racked his brain to think of what to say, and how to say it. Obviously it had to have dishonour and treachery in it somewhere. The Klingons here were loyal to Martok so maybe making it a matter of proving that loyalty? He had too many thoughts running around but at least he had alerted Security to what he saw, he had no choice but to continue the screening. He got to scanning the next Klingon, a woman this time.
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[ Lt. JG Kate Foster | Corridor Holodeck 01 & 02 | Deck 11 | Vector 02 | USS Theurgy ] Attn: @Auctor Lucan @Nolan @Sqweloookle @Aharon

An honest pragmatic assessment of the situation, no matter how grim was often one of the first signs of a good nurse. Doctors needed to be given an apt understanding of what it was they were facing, and clearly Vinata championed such a tenant as evidenced by how he had responded to Kate’s declaration of foreboding over what lay ahead of them. And while she definitely appreciated his honesty, there had been just the faintest withheld desire that the Ovri might have instead placated her in an attempt to disarm her grim concerns.

To say that Kate had found Vinata’s species and culture interesting would have been a grave understatement, as with each subsequent interaction she had spent with her Ovri friend, the more intrigued she became by them. She had spent a little time reading through the data entries on his people since they first met, and she had come to the conclusion that they were more than just an aesthetically beautiful people, which they certainly were. Just as she had developed and affinity for Cardassian culture and heritage during her time spent on their home world, Kate likewise now found herself developing one for the Ovri in response to her ongoing friendship with Vinata. So when she posed the faith-oriented question past him, she genuinely registered his response and let it formulate more of her understanding of him, and his people. She noted how tired he had appeared and began to wonder if her own exhaustion was as overtly visible, given she too had seen little rest over the previous few days due to all the calamitous events that had occurred. But despite it all, he proved himself to be the same calm and reassuring presence that she had found him to be. A realization that elicited a gentle smile of appreciation from the blonde surgeon.

“I...” hesitating like a deer caught in headlights once Vinata volleyed the question after answering in his own way, Kate stumbled as she searched the depths of her feelings on the matter. There was a moderate annoyance with herself for not having been prepared for the obvious turn of her posed inquiry, but all that aside she did find the right means to answer eventually. “I suppose I don’t. I mean, my mother used to be spiritual. Religious even. And like, I always found that silly because of all the bad that we went through together.” Remembering some of the vivid and disturbing things that Kate had witnessed her mother go through, some of which she herself had sadly also been through, Kate literally shook the painful memories from her mind an instant later. “It just... it didn’t seem like any God, or at least any good God would allow so much bad to happen to us. So, I guess I decided not to share in her faith or believe. I don’t know. Maybe it’s more that I just don’t want God to exist.” Swallowing audibly as she clasped her delicate hands in front of her, she fidgeted a little uneasily. “Like, if God existed, I would hate him. So it’s just easier if he doesn’t exist. Y’know?” The internal conflict in her was obvious in the way she peered at Vinata with her tangerine-hued eyes, a great deal of internal uncertainty about the subject hidden behind them regardless of her external protestations.

Thankfully, the turbolift came to a halt and opened before the two Medical Officers just a second or so later, allowing her to briefly escape the deeper introspection that she had started. Though she desperately sought to hide from her past, and who she was, the chance to unveil some of that which was hidden felt truly cathartic, and she more than valued the friendly interest that Vinata had expressed in reciprocation.

“That’s... umm... a lot of Klingons.” She said blankly as she emerged from the turbolift, noting how the corridor that ran between the two adjacent holodecks was packed to the brim with the armored warriors, and a number of Theurgy security personnel. She also wasn't aware of the fact that standing not far from her, was the High Chancellor and his mountain of a personal body guard. It was an intimidating sight to behold for the slender blonde, even if she had managed to prove herself more than capable of dealing with Klingons over the course of the previous two months. It was just in those instances, she had dealt with a few of them here and there, whereas before her and Vinata were dozens of them. Maybe even a hundred or more waiting for their turn to be scanned and cleared of the monstrous crimes being charged against them. With a deep exhale, she ventured forth from the turbolift and tried not to notice any of their glares as she passed by them, as she was sure there was a mixture of intent hidden behind each of them, none of which suited her or her interest.

Judging by the inane grumbling of the congregation, Kate safely assumed that Lieutenant Kobol  had already begun the examination in Holodeck 01, having arrived ahead of both her and Vinata some minutes earlier. “Excuse me! Excuse me! Move it!” she aggresively called out before her as she pushed her way through the bramble, careful not to breathe in through her nostrils due to the pungent stench which permeated the corridor. It was going to take time to scan them all for the tell-tale signs of cosmetic alteration, which Kate had plenty of experience with during her career, making her an ideal candidate to partly oversee the process. However, even getting to the entryway to Holodeck 02 was taking a great deal of time as the big boorish warriors milled about absently, oblivious to her attempts to squeeze by them. A few painstaking steps later she nearly tumbled to the carpeted decking as one of the warrior retinue shoved by her on his way toward where she had just come from. Catching herself by grabbing onto the burly arms of one of the other Klingons, once steadied Kate spun around and hollered in anger at the culprit, unaware of who he truly was.

“Hey! Watch it, you jerk!” she glared at him, recognizing that he was about to speak with the High Chancellor just a few feet away, and suddenly she felt as though maybe she shouldn’t have called so brashly after someone who had business with Martok.

“You believe that guy?” she asked softly of Vinata.

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[ PO2 Kythalie Benmual | Holodeck 01 | Deck 08 | USS Theurgy, Vector 02 ] Attn: @Sqweloookle  @Swift  @Aharon 

Elro Kobol  seemed relieved to have someone to talk to, if only for a moment. He hoped this would be over soon and Kythalie could share his sentiment in the matter. Whilst she was fully aware that this was her job, nothing quite matched the feeling of angst and caution when standing guard in a room with bulky Klingons. It wasn't that she feared them, yet she knew far too well that this was a powder keg situation. If one went off, he might inspire or rally the others to join. Kythalie was confident she'd be able to hold out against a dozen of them, yet between her current spot and the corridor, there were more than just a dozen of Klingons. They'd tear her apart, limb by limb or far worse.

Her mind pushed the thoughts aside and she strengthened her grip on the rifle she was carrying before looking back at Elro "We do what we have to do, right doc?" She caught something of a different reaction in the crowd as well and while Elro seemed to sense it too, the two of them found themselves gazing at the corridor. Benmual wondered what it was, did one Klingon shove into the other accidentally? Were they going to make a scene? It seemed more to it as the one Klingon stepped out of the queue.

Elro asked Kythalie if she could check out what they both have felt and she nodded "Sure, give me a shout if you need anything else." she answered him, soft almost a murmur as she stepped towards the open doors of the holodeck. Her eyes trained on the subject and her mind focusing on his. Her peripheral vision caught on the Turbolift opening up and seeing two more medical officers make their way through the crowd. One of the women however got nearly run over by the Klingon Kythalie was tailing and the medical officer certainly didn't seem to be holding back verbally.

The Klingons around her already glancing at her and at the Klingon that had broken away from the queue. Kythalie glanced around which security officers were closest, subtly signaling them to take a look at the one guy that broke away. She didn't raise her voice just yet, not wanting to raise any suspicion while she was now in between the lines of the waiting Klingons. They could easily overpower her by sheer force. Slowly she made it to Doctor Foster and placing a hand on her shoulder "You alright doctor?" she asked, calmly, yet far more calculated than just a courtesy question. Her hand squeezed into the shoulder of the doctor, slowly making her file up behind her as she needed her clean line of sight. She hoped Foster would take the hint, the Betazoid's dark irises not even glancing over at her as the Klingon had made it to the Chancellor.

Kythalie waited to see what would happen next, her finger however moving to the trigger of her rifle as she tried to pinpoint what the intentions of this individual was. Was it anger because of having to stand in line, did he disagree with the scanning and decided to speak up to Martok about it? Her body tensed up, feeling something was wrong and she hoped some of the security officers had caught on to what was happening.

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[ Ens. Vinata Vojona  | Corridor Holodeck 01 & 02 | Deck 08 | Vector 2 | USS Theurgy ] ATTN: @Sqweloookle @Auctor Lucan @Swift @Nolan
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Vinata took notice in the change of Kate’s body language and hesitation after he had reflected the question of religiosity to her. He was adept at picking up such changes in people, a well fashioned artform in the required interpersonal relations his profession brought with it. Kate’s answer seemed to be ever so slightly jumbled, but also personally revealing. It had caused him to immediately wonder about her mentioned mother, but also what exactly had happened to them. Clearly - it had not been pleasant times, as evidenced by the Surgeon’s own admission to hating said God if they did exist.

Part of the Ovri desperately wanted to probe more - not only out of curiosity but also of the need to truly get to know his new friend. Perhaps the universe had looked out for them both though, as the turbolift doors opened, the pause needed to move them along to the tasks ahead and also avert Vinata’s own desire to ask more exploratory questions.

The corridor was certainly full of Klingon warriors, “Yes… It certainly is…” His own statement was rather grim sounding and in agreement with the physician’s observation. The Head Nurse attempted to downplay his own anxiety now, the effects of what had taken place with Krevass still fresh in his mind - he was so distracted however, he took little notice of their proximity to Martock himself, instead his energies went to remaining calm and trying to appear confident. Klingons had a talent for sniffing out fear and weakness - he certainly did not want to give them that power today.

The Ovri followed close behind his friend, who thankfully had taken charge in making their way to Holodeck 02, where they were tasked with their own sets of manual scans. Vinata set a conscious reminder in himself to thank Kate for her efforts. It was a struggle to get as far as they did, despite the Surgeon’s determination and forceful way with the Warriors. Their effort was cut even more short when one of them had nearly plowed Kate over.

Vinata glared at the Warrior, and gave the man a look of disapproval. He was thankful one of their security officers had stepped in to assess and check on Kate - a rather beautiful looking woman at that. The Ovri’s unimpressed look was replaced with that of gratitude for their colleague’s concern, he made sure this was expressed to Kythalie with a warm smile. The whole situation was tense though, given the fact that the three of them certainly stood no chance against any sort of escalation which might lead to a browl.

“Quite rude, if I do say so myself.” Vinata muttered this, just loud enough for the three of them to hear. He did not want to be the cause of any more drama amongst their Klingon allies. His attention then moved back to Kate fully, as he noticed the security office had placed a hand on Kate’s shoulder and inquired as to her status. His look had certianly echoed the Petty Officer's inquiry.
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Walking towards his target, Rov knew that the future of all House of the Empire rode on the coming moments, in which he'd bring an end to Martok's chancellery.

In 2379, wearing a different face, he'd led the attempted takeover of the Federation Embassy on Qo'noS. He remembered, as he walked down the corridor, how he contacted the Klingon High Council and demanded that Martok step down as Chancellor and that Empire declared war on the Federation. Worf had thwarted his plans, however, but he had been able to escape. Little had Martok and Worf known, that he had been working with Kopek, son of Nargor, whom had assisted with weapons and security overrides. Since then, he'd been working for Kopek in the shadows. Unbeknownst to Gorka - whom Kopek and Rov claimed to have sided with - they were still of the same mind when it came to the Kithomer accords.

Indeed, for while Gorka might have personal reasons to hate Martok, the new Head of House Mo'Kai did not defy the Chancellor because he wanted war against the Federation. House Mo'Kai had merely provided an opportunity to end Martok, based on his affiliation with a Federation ship filled with Romulan defectors. With Martok gone, Kopek could ensure the Kithomer accords were torn, and the Empire expand into Federation systems. Klingons did not need the Federation, since its insidious ideals would make coming generations soft. The Empire could not loose its traditions because of an ill-advised treaty that kept them from glorious battle and conquest.

Inside Rov's hand rested the pommel of his qutluch, it's blade hidden by his sleeve. It was fitting, in how it was the traditional weapon of Klingon assassins - among which he'd served since the failed attempt of 2379. Honorable assassinations were performed with traditional weapons, unlike the means in which he'd decimated the senior staff aboard the Theurgy.

Rov ignored the way the Security officers shifted their attention towards him, his hatred towards Martok funnelling his thoughts towards his single priority. He did not give the Human female a second glance as he roughly brushed past her. He did not give the exotic alien a look either. His friendly smile was a sharp contrast to his intentions, as he drew closer to the Chancellor and his dolt of a personal guard.

"Chancellor," he began to say, making Martok shift his remaining eye towards him. "I bring news from Qo'noS..."

Three steps to go. Kudesh, the massive yIntagh at Martok's side, was looking at him as well, but he was also watching the rest of the corridor. He would not be quick enough. Rov had killed enough men with his well-practised strike. The guard would be too late. Two steps to go. He could feel how his smile has ossified on his face, like a mask of rigor mortis. One step...

"Gorka, son of Margon, has yet to make it there," he said and raised his left fist in triumph, drawing Martok's remaining eye, along with a glance from Kudesh. A distraction, so that he could produce his qutluch...

...and he rammed it into Martok's torso.

"...yet neither will you, Ha'DIbaH!" he screamed into the Chancellor's stricken face, and stabbed him again, using the deck beneath his feet for leverage. "QI'yaH jay'!"

Kudesh's strike sent him stumbling backwards, and then...

...chaos ensued, in which Rov's mind was reeling in a mix of triumph and pain.

OOC: Obviously, there are a few things to sort out here, lol!

Obviously, Martok needs medical assistance, the manner in which his death could be avoided (see later Sabine mission) to be established, be it due to organ redundancy, armour, or other hologram precautions taken. I leave it up to you guys! The situation in the corridor needs to be handled overall as well, and Rov needs to be caught in the commotion. Don’t forget that you have a number of NPCs and Klingons to use in order to build the scene in whatever way you want. I will be writing both Rov and Martok as needed and in reaction to what you all do with the situation at this point! :)

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[ Lieutenant Valyn Amarik | Corridor Holodeck 01 & 02 | Deck 08 | Vector 02 | USS Theurgy ]
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Valyn had spent the better part of the evening reviewing report after report regarding the tactical situation and status of the Theurgy. Her first night aboard had been busy, but productive. Despite her best efforts though, she still had a lot of catching up to do, and felt like she was drowning in a sense. No matter how much research she’d done en route, none of it prepared her for what she’d read in the reports.

When she arrived at the corridor between the holodecks she was wearing her typical security uniform, complete with trousers. Valyn had never been caught in a Starfleet skirt, and never would be. She had a Pulse Phase Pistol strapped to her hip, and a Type-III Rifle in her arms. Valyn was standing guard down the hall, towards Martok but exactly close to him, her torso moving side to side as she scanned the crowd. She gained the occasional nasty look from a Klingon, likely due to the obvious pointy ears that showed beneath the blonde hair. She was definitely no Vulcan, given the smirk she’d fire back in response to the scowls. Though initially one might mistake her for one, given her lack of cranial ridges typical to her northern brethren.

Tucked beneath her waistband was her knife, which she carried at all times. It was well hidden. The Klingon approaching the Klingon forced her to cease the scanning motion and narrow those slanted eyebrows, the finger that had been pointed across the rifle in the fashion of good Starfleet trigger discipline, wrapped itself around the activation trigger. She looked down once to check the weapon setting, which simply said ‘2’. When she looked back up her face looked a bit sour. Her cold, irritated gaze turned up to the Klingon man approaching the Chancellor and she looked towards the other security officer nearest her. It took her a moment to decide what to do but after a second she did decide, she didn’t have time to just sit and wait after all. “Stay here.” It was some crewman that she didn’t know, who likely had no idea who the hell she was either so she didn’t know if he’d even listen, probably not. She'd hardly met anyone at all.

In any case, she moved forward through the crowd. It wasn’t her most well thought out choice. “Make a hole.” She barked as she reached forward to try and physically move some of the Klingons out of her way, trying to get towards the Klingon that was cutting through the crowd. He was much faster though. The Klingons seemed to be much happier to move for one of their own than for a Romulan in a Starfleet uniform.

One Klingon saw her and physically stood in front of her, blocking her path, staring down at her. He was taller, and much gruffer looking than her. Clearly a veteran of many battles. Valyn was unperturbed though. “I said.” She growled, stepping up to him, “Make a hole.” Some other Klingons moved in to observe whatever was going on. Things, and even time seemed to slow for a moment as she quickly surveyed the area around her, doing a quick tactical surveille of the area, how many there were that seemed to be hellbent on stopping her, if they were armed, if she could break through, and if she could diffuse the situation. “Come on, you don’t wan-” She started to speak when she heard a scream from up the hallway and all hell broke loose around her.

“Martok!” She simply heard the screams and shouts.

She didn’t duck or move in any way, instead she looked around for any other security officers, really hoping that there was some form of backup in the close vicinity. Sure, they were on a Starfleet ship, but they were in a hallway absolutely overloaded with Klingons after all. She looked back to the Klingon blocking her way, and dropped her rifle, letting the strap that kept it close to her body catch it before she swung an elbow at his head to drop him and push straight past him towards the commotion she couldn't see over the heads of a sea of Klingons. She did not got far in the pandemonium. Nor would she, on her own, likely.


OOC: Auctor told me I could go ahead and post in here, hope nobody minds, let me know if you guys would like me to do or not do anything.

Re: CH06: S [D03|1000] Revealing the Repugnant

Reply #11 –
[ Lt. JG Kate Foster | Corridor Holodeck 01 & 02 | Deck 11 | Vector 02 | USS Theurgy ] Attn: @Auctor Lucan @Nolan @Aharon @Sqweloookle @BipSpoon

Kate’s patience for the rude and boorish behavior on display by Klingons had more than run out over the course of the previous two months. Between her travel aboard the Klingon ship which had brought her to Aldea, and her time then spent on Theurgy surrounded by a cadre of warriors loyal to Martok, she had been subjected to the full gambit of their stereotypical etiquette. So, when she had been shoved aside by one of them, seemingly on the warpath for an audience for the High Chancellor, she’d chalked it up to just another example of the disrespect she had been coping with.

Having felt a reassuring hand at her shoulder, the fair-skinned Chief Surgeon looked back to whom it had originated from, catching sight of the gold-collared petty officer that had made the gesture. With tangerine-eyes locked in an instant on those far darker of the Betazoid woman, Kate didn’t need to be an empath to detect the cautious ulterior motive at play within the security officer and side-stepped to clear the way for her. All the while, she peered back past Vinata and the gathered retinue in the direction of what was soon to erupt into a full-blown shitstorm. “Ummm... yeah, I’m fine.” Kate answered the question posed to her, nodding in succinct acknowledgment and agreement with her Ovri friend’s statement. “I mean, I knew Klingons could be...” catching herself a moment as one of those towering over her peered with snarled fangs, Kate swallowed audibly as she reconsidered the particular phrase, she had in mind to describe them. Only to double down on it a moment later, as her indignant annoyance returned with the realization of her situation and the dilemma facing Theurgy. “...no, you know what, I’m done. Klingons are rude assholes, and I’m tired of pretending they’re not!”

Glaring back at the Klingon who had snarled at her, and even though she was surrounded by warriors that could break her like a twig, she felt her brazen impertinence flaring in defiance.

Yet before any explosion of anger could be unleashed between her and those surrounding her, a commotion soon cut through the ramble as someone hollered out in advance of some kind of occurrence, which preceded an all-out eruption of chaos. All around her the warrior retinue began shoving and fighting with one another in an attempt to move down the cramped corridor toward where cries of bloody violence were emanating. Once more, Kate found herself nearly doubled over as a crisis began to take hold, and she was lost among the many tall and broad-shouldered warriors. “Whoa! Hey! Ugh! What the hell!? Vin!” she called out as she was inadvertently barreled against the corridor walls by one of the struggling Klingons, and though she braced for it, she still wound up smacking her forehead against the duranium sheeting. “Ahn!” her slender form pressed flat against the wall by a mountain of armored Klingon, Kate suddenly found herself remembering a similar experience she had gone through during her teen years, where at a concert with friends she had nearly been crushed against a barricade by an aggressive mob of dancing, and an old tradition known as moshing.

With a delicate hand, she felt at her forehead and was relieved that no blood had been drawn, though she knew she’d still wind up with a nasty bump and maybe a bruise as a result. She could hear many calls for violence. Some for an arrest. Others for room to be made to allow passage. Then there came calls for help. For a Doctor, and Kate felt any momentary malaise lingering due to having hit her head fade away, ushered by a surge of adrenaline. “Unnh! Move... move it! MOVE DAMNIT!” she shouted at the top of her lungs, shoving with what might she could muster against the oaf that was pinning her against the bulkhead. Immediately a few of the other Klingons took notice of her. “I’m a Doctor!” She looked about and spotted Dr. Kobol  just a few paces distance, and pointed him, then to Vinata. “We’re Medical! Let us get through, you morons! Make a damn path!” Her pleas didn’t entirely fall on deaf ears however, as some of the Klingons milling about took some charge and began wrestling their fellows aside so as to indeed part the ramble. Peering to the Betazoid Petty Officer that had seen to her a moment earlier, Kate let the woman take the lead as they began to make their way down toward the turbolift, and where whoever was in need of help awaited.

“Watch it! Move!” Kate continued to shout as they approached, and immediately she felt her face go wide in awe as it became apparent that Martok himself had been the target of the attack. She had no bearing of the assailant, though it was evident by the chaos he was either apprehended, or in the process of being so. That, or he was being torn to literal pieces. Her heartbeat jumped into overdrive at the ramifications of it, and Kate sprinted toward where the High Chancellor was propped up against the wall, his hands held at wounds to his abdomen which were dripping with crimson. “Oh no!” She blurted aloud, slapping her combadge as a tuft of blonde hair slipped free from behind her ear, cascading over her face haphazardly as she dropped to a knee in front of the leader of the Empire, her hands joining his in an attempt to apply the pressure necessary to stymy the flow of precious life. “Medical Emergency! Deck Eight! Vector Three! Section Fifty-Three!” Looking back to Kobol  and Vinata, who were also moving to assist in caring for the injured High Chancellor, Kate’s face was wracked with nerves.

“We need to get him to Sickbay immediately!”

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[ Ens. Vinata Vojona  | Corridor Holodeck 01 & 02 | Deck 08 | Vector 2 | USS Theurgy ] ATTN: @Auctor Lucan @Swift @Sqweloookle @Nolan @BipSpoon
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Vinata chuckled to himself in relation to Kate’s comments on Klingons being assholes. Indeed - he had experienced quite the variety of encounters with the species over the past year, however, the closeness of their proximity on the Theurgy had truly allowed their certain colours to shine through. The Ovri found himself not quite enjoying his time with them, if he was at all being honest with himself. Kate had only put to words what many of them were thinking but had dared to say.

Despite that, they were their allies and the Theurgy was certainly in need of friends. They could hardly afford to make enemies of their guests at this point. Still - Vinata admired Kate’s boldness, he truly had grown to like the woman more and more as the days passed on.

“Wha….?” Vinata could hardly process what was happening before a commotion of Klingons in motion caused him too to be shoved against the corridor wall. In his periphery he could see his friend smack her head, this caused immediate concern within the nurse. “Kate… Kate are you okay?” Vinata chirped in anxious panic, the adrenaline rush however caused him to be rigid and quick in reflex to regain his composure and close the gap between him and Kate.

‘Okay.. No bleeding… That is good….’ Vinata did a quick visual of Kate, this was quickly interrupted when they had all heard a call for a doctor. Despite just having smashed her head, Kate had been the second to charge toward the situation, behind the security officer that had been close to them. Vinata hardly had time to even process it but was quick to follow behind the fiery surgeon, who had made her intentions well and clear with the Klingons who had crowded the corridor.

It took a few moments to reach the crux of the event, Vinata had known by Kate’s exclamation that it was not good. It was the Chancellor, who had been gravely wounded. It took only a moment for Vinata to join Kate. The nurse stripped his uniform jacket off with quick ease and passed to  Kate, “Here doctor.” He knelt down and allowed Kate to use his jacket to help hold pressure against the wound. Sure - it certainly wasn’t the most sterile of dressings but that is why antibiotics existed.

“Should we transport to Sickbay?” Kate had called the emergency medical response. He was certainly not the senior medical officer in this situation. The Head Nurse looked up at Kobol  who had joined them now too. It would be up to the physicians whether they would do what they needed to do here, or in a more controlled environment.
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[ Lieutenant Elro Kobol and Present NPCs: Ens. Inej Avirim, Ens. Marjia Ferik, PO1 Jean Paul Rivard and Cwm Cabrera | Holodeck 01 > Corridor | Deck 08 | USS Theurgy, Vector 02 ] Attn: @Auctor Lucan  @Swift  @Nolan  @BipSpoon @Aharon

It was all happening too fast, and Elro had been thinking how he could get the Klingons help to reveal the traitor among them when commotion outside in the corridor caught just about everyone's attention. He could hear Kate's loud voice ordering for Klingons to get out of her way, he eyed the warrior he was about to scan for a second. He turned to the nurses helping and ordered. ”Keep working,” as he headed out into the corridor.

He shoved all the Klingons out of the way, Rivard, Inej and Marjia converged outside the holodeck as well. Elro continued to Kate's side as he saw she was tending to Chancellor Martok. This is not good, Elro could trust that Security would sort out the attacker and immediately got to scanning Martok with the Medical Tricorder he had been using on the other Klingons. ”Yes, Thea 4 to Main Sickbay.” Elro ordered after reviewing the medical scan.

Meanwhile, Inej tapped his combadge. ”This is Ensign Avirim,” he announced into the security secure channel which Thea was connected to. ”Thea please have all Security officers on decks 7, 9 and this one to meet here and subdue the Klingons,” he was about to ask who it was that caused the commotion but as he, Ferik and Rivard saw a Klingon that wasn't Martok having been injured assumed that was the attacker.

The medical staff were about to take Martok and themselves to Main Sickbay, the Loyalists were attempting to leave and most were already out of the way so Inej could see the attacker. ”You are coming with us. Thea please request a medic to meet us at the Security Center thanks,” he said as he approached and weapon aimed at Rov.
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[ PO2 Kythalie Benmual | Holodeck 01 | Deck 08 | USS Theurgy | Vector 02 ] Attn: @Sqweloookle   @Swift  @Aharon  @BipSpoon

The Klingon Khythalie was following made a scene and the worst possible outcome happened right under her nose. The blade came into sight and Kythalie was hindered to raise her rifle as the Klingons around her turned and began to roar and react to the commotion. The strike was inevitable and she cursed when the chaos ensued. There was a lot of moshing, shoving and Klingons weren't exactly known to be soft and harmful. In the commotion Kythalie got an elbow to the face, which would result in a black eyes later. She quickly made her personal space her own once more and she could hear one of the doctors shout to make a whole. She worked her way to the voice and shoved the Klingons aside before helping Kate and Vinata to Martok.

While standing at Martok's body, she raised her rifle, ensuring that the Klingows would stay at bay now "Stand back and let us work!" she shouted clearly, loudly enough and holding her ground. In the meantime she caught the glimpse of a lieutenant that she had never seen before. She was still a bit away and wasn't sure if she was the one in command now or not. She could barely make out her rank and shouted out to her "Lieutenant!" she waited to see if she'd be heard over the commotion or not. Kobol  in the meantime had arrived as well and they quickly assessed the situation. Kythalie left standing before she made her way over to the Lieutenant that she didn't recognize.

Comms in the meantime informed her that she was to converge on a position and she did just that, alongside Amarik. Weapon set to stun still and her eyes scanning through the crowd that dissipated and the injured Klingon standing near Inej. She raised her rifle and asked Valyn "Orders ma'am?"

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Reply #15 –
[ "Bekas, son of Bragt" | Corridor Holodeck 01 & 02 | Deck 08 | Vector 02 | USS Theurgy ]
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After the strike that Kudesh - the bodyguard of the Chancellor - had dealt unto him, Rov had stumbled backwards and hit the bulkhead.

The strike had been of such force that he had no means to determine what happened next. There was great commotion, to be sure, with present Klingons of Martok's choosen companions trying to interject themselves between him and Martok. The corridor was narrow, however, and warriors of his own species were large. It resulted in a perfect means to slip away, and even if his prospects to avoid capture were slim, he had more means to cripple the Theurgy and its command structure. More ways in which he could sabotage the ship. He had counted on the sluggish response of present Starfleet officers, and the confusion amongst the Klingon ranks, which would grant him the means to vanish into the guts of the multivector dreadnought. He'd noted where the closest grate was - the access point to the jefferies tubes - and the intention to slip away burned in urgency in his mind.

His only regret, was that the moving bodies in KDF armour obstructed his view, so he had no means to see Martok's final moments. There would be no chance to witness the last breath drawn, and that sour face grow limp at long last.

The rub, he found, was that his legs would not obey him.

His head was reeling from the strike he'd sustained, and he couldn't focus his eyes. Naturally, his face hurt, but so did his skull, and his neck, and the pain surmounted the ability to even speak. Writhing there, against the bulkhead, he willed his legs to move and to let him regain balance, yet he was still disoriented from a manner of agony-ridden vertigo. He growled, or at least he tried, in a last ditch effort to regain his footing, but his knees gave out. Another strike, this time against the other side of his face. Where did that come from? Opening one eyes, he could see how he was drooling blood on the deck below his hurting face. Why was he lying down? He'd had the distinct impression that he'd been propped up against the bulkhead. Had he just toppled over?

Voices pierced the fog around his wits, female and male both. Klingon and Starfleet voices. Could he at least crawl? He made the attempt, but it was as if his arms belonged to someone else, making a disjointed caricature of the act. There were calls for someone with a female name. Talks about medics and security. Requests for aide. Wasn't Martok dead yet? Rov knew exactly how to kill someone with a singular strike with a dagger, and he'd manage to deal Martok two.

Lying on his side, he could sense more than see Kudesh standing over him. The slow dolt, whom he'd thought to escape. It turned out the dolt made up in strength what he lacked in wits, because Rov genuinely struggled to remain conscious - pushing to stay awake despite the darkness that sought to cloud his vision. He had only eyes for what he'd accomplished, ignoring Kudesh, just so that he could spot Martok in the commotion. With the side of his face against the bloodied deck, he peered at the Starfleet officers tending to the fallen leader of the Empire.

[That won't be necessary,] came a female voice from the intercom, and Rov frowned, because next time the woman spoke, saying, "My apologies for the inconvenience."

...the voice came from Martok.

Rov's eye widened, as the Chancellor sat up, and in quite a limber fashion, got back on his feet. The wounds were right there, where they were supposed to be, and yet Martok seemed unpertrubed. Even the Starfleet officers present seemed shocked. The only one not acting as if the Chancellor had just turned back from the gates of Sto-vo-kor... was Kudesh, who wasn't even looking at Martok. No, Rov could see how Kudesh had just eyes for him, staring from on high upon Rov where he laid and glibbered on the deck.

There was a shimmer of light, and in place of where Martok stood... a woman appeared instead. A human woman in a black body suit that left little to the imagination, and she folded her arms behind her back. "The Chancellor personally asked for my assistance, and Captain Ives sanctioned the tactic, in how no one except the three of us were to know that Chancellor Martok were not to be present in this screening process. Oh, and Kudesh, son of Otruk, had to know too, of course."

His face pale, Rov looked up at the mountain of a Klingon standing over him, and a wordless smile met him.

"My gratitude, Thea," said the real Martok, who stepped out of a doorway in the corridor, and as terrifying as the smile of Kudesh had been, the look Martok gave Rov made it pale in comparison.

"It has been a long time coming, Rov, son of Pekdal," continued the Chancellor as he walked up to Rov's prone form. He titled his head, identifying the false face Rov wore, "...and just like the likely murder of the real Bekas.... you will answer for high treason, and the killing of this ship's crew."

Kudesh lifted his boot over Rov's head... and an animal panic came over him, as he tried to scurry out of harm's way. Still, his limbs weren't entirely obeying him, and when he tried to speak, he realised his jaw might be broken - the pain blinding him for a moment.

Yet the boot never fell.

"The only reason you live now," the Chancellor said, "is because I will hear whom you are collaborating with on Qo'noS. Officers, he's yours. For now."

"Initiating transport sequences now," said the human woman in the black suit, and Rov still couldn't quite understand what had happened when he eventually vanished from the corridor.

OOC: This was one fall-back option I had in mind for this thread from the beginning, and since it fit so well, I went with it. Hope you like! :) Feel free to wrap up the scene at your leisure!

Re: CH06: S [D03|1000] Revealing the Repugnant

Reply #16 –
[ Lt. JG Kate Foster | Corridor Holodeck 01 & 02 | Deck 08 | Vector 02 | USS Theurgy ] Attn: @Auctor Lucan @Nolan @Aharon @Sqweloookle @BipSpoon

Her hands pressed desperately against the pair of wounds which had been rendered unto the Klingon High Chancellor, Kate felt herself growing increasingly impatient for the world to momentarily dissolve into a haze of blue shimmering light and was about two-seconds from making a far more panicked call for emergency transport when the charade being played came to an abrupt end. Never had she considered the possibility that the injured man she’d dropped to a kneel before, whom she was prepared to try and wrest back from the brink of two mortal injuries, had been made of photons and forcefields, rather than flesh and blood. The ruse had been masterfully set, and only when she’d pulled free her unbloodied hands from the abdomen of a woman who was decidedly not Martok, did it truly make any notion of sense to her. Astonished by what she was seeing and stilly trying to work it all out in her head, Kate peered up to the tall holographic representation of the ship’s very essence, and back to where the assailant was being held down until the apparent real High Chancellor emerged from out of a doorway just down the corridor.

There was a brief exchange of words between Martok and their ensnared assassin before he disappeared in that haze of blue shimmering light which Kate had been expecting seconds earlier. Likely taken to the brig, she surmised. The petite blonde then rolled over to sit down unto the carpeted deck-plating, her back resting against the bulkhead as she shook her head in astonishment, and general relief. Her heart was beating a mile a minute, and she was beyond flustered due to the adrenaline rush which had only just started to hit, but she still found herself drawn to the comfort and relative escape of the floor. “I’m just going to... y’know... umm... take a moment.” She whispered to no one in particular.

Touching gingerly at the small bump and gradually darkening bruise on the side of her forehead, which had been caused a moment earlier when she’d tried to rush to the scene amidst the erupting chaos. It stung, but it was hardly the worst injury she’d ever sustained and given the immense relief she felt at not having had to perform potential life-saving surgery upon the High Chancellor of the Klingon Empire, it was barely noticeable. Exhaling deeply as she sat on the floor, she couldn’t help but let a bit of a satisfied smirk cross her face at the supreme realization that this thing had worked. They had successfully discovered the perpetrator of the ‘Spearhead Lounge’ bombing, Well, she hadn’t, but someone had. It was a moment of success, the first that she’d experienced since coming to Theurgy, and the elation she felt as a result of it was hard to describe. To her, it made the whole effort; this entire campaign to try and right the ship within the Klingon Empire, and in fact the misery and grief she’d had to deal with over the course of the previous few weeks, worth it. After all, how often do you really get the chance to play a part in the plot to subdue the would-be assassination of a head of state?

“Well then.”

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[ Lieutenant Valyn Amarik Corridor Holodeck 01 & 02 | Deck 08 | Vector 02 | USS Theurgy ] Attn: @Swift @Auctor Lucan @Sqweloookle @Nolan @Aharon
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The Klingon that took the elbow tried to make a grab back at Valyn but she swung a foot out to knock him on his ass as the commotion broke out and he was swallowed by the crowd. She ran right for the source of it all. “Out. Of. My. Way!” She kept trying to get through the Klingons until finally, she did make it to where she wanted to. The Klingons however, were not happy about it. Most of them were trying to move in the very direction she was heading and it was making it exceedingly challenging for the Romulan to make her way down the hall to her destination. All around her shouting and shoving was rampant. She didn’t make much progress, until she picked up her rifle and used that. “Out of my way, right now!” Aiming the rifle made a hole big enough for her to squeeze through.

She ran forward, towards the front where the commotion had originated. Once she made it there her eyes went wide as they fell down to the chancellor, and she let out a Romulan expletive before the turned to who she assumed was the assailant, then towards the very, very angry crowd of Klingons. She didn’t interrupt the medical staff working, instead she just peered over them, trying to get a good glance at how bad it was. At first look, it really didn’t look to be good. The Chancellor, bleeding out in the hallway and all. “Who the hell…” She turned her attention over to the assailant and started marching over to him.

Valyn walked over to Inej and gave him a quick glance, “Nice work.”

Inej however quickly chirped up, “Ma’am, what are your orders?” She was the ranking officer in the situation, so Avirim passed it off.

“Get the medic.” Then Valyn glanced up towards the horde of Klingons. “And keep them back, because they outnumber us by a lot. How many people do we have in the crowd?” She looked up to the bulkhead, trying to find the nearest divider, contemplating a forcefield to defend both Martok and the attacker from getting swallowed by the swarm. Valyn glanced at Kythalie, another officer she hadn’t met yet. It wasn’t a surprise though, because she hadn’t met anyone really. She tapped her combadge once, “Amarik to Kingston, I’m taking command of the forces on Deck 11.”

“Hold your ground!” She shouted over the commotion to the officers there. That was much easier said than done in the face of what could very quickly spark into a full scale riot. As the officer emerged next to her, she too raised her rifle, though covered another sector with her weapon. “Pleasure to meet ya’.” She said lightly to the officer, her face next to the butt of her rifle. Her accent was very strange for a Romulan. She was speaking English, and not using the U.T. to do it for her, and she spoke with a Southern US accent. “Right now we hold our ground. Can you get a forcefield up in front of us? I don’t want to lock a bunch of our people behind it though, how many of ours are stuck in that mess?” At that point she didn’t care who answered.

Behind her, she let the Klingon bodyguard handle the assailant. When she heard the voice of Thea and not Martok coming from the space where Martok was allegedly being treated, glancing to both Kate, Vinata, and Elro and then to Thea, she turned her head. “Wha-” She narrowed her eyes and then her eyes went wide to see the real Martok. She’d heard about him, she’d read about him in great detail in the past, her dealings with the Klingons in the past had naturally required her to know a fair deal about the man, and her time in the Dominion War had brought her in contact with his forces as well.

She couldn’t help but grin a little at the display.

Valyn slowly lowered the rifle and shook her head before looking to her fellow officers. “Everyone whole?” She couldn’t help but chuckle a bit before she looked back out to the crowd, and locked eyes with the Klingon she’d walloped on her way towards where she then stood, giving him a little shrug.

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[ Ens. Vinata Vojona  | Corridor Holodeck 01 & 02 | Deck 08 | Vector 2 | USS Theurgy ] ATTN: @Swift @Auctor Lucan @Nolan @BipSpoon @Sqweloookle
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Vinata stood steadfast near Kate - he had been running through the various possible scenarios in his head, of exactly where this type of injury could lead to. It was part of his job to anticipate exactly what the physicians he worked with would want in such an acute setting, he had already formulated several action plans amidst the chaos of his neural-pathways at present.

Thankfully there was a brief sense of relief within the Ovri as his Chief, Elro Kobol  had verbalized confirmation of their move to Sickbay. Certainly, Vinata would have helped do whatever was necessary here in the corridor but the security of Sickbay offered the team a much better control of things.

Before he could see the familiar hugh of blue around him, as he would have been materialized to Sickbay, the injured Martock had revealed themselves as Thea - the Theugy’s AI - it was a revelation that truly shocked Vinata but also caused an immediate release of tension within his body. He too had taken position beside Kate, sighing a breath of relief as he grabbed the uniform tunic jacket back which had been left on the floor where Thea had been playing her part as Martock.

The entire scheme had been revealed before them - a brilliant set of circumstances really - they had truly managed to advert disaster this time. It was a welcome feeling for Vinata, that for once they had been ahead of the enemy.

“That…. Was truly something…” He finally caught his breath, and had managed to quell his racing heartbeat. He looked over at Kate who he knew too was riding the wave of the adrenaline rush they had all shared in. There was a certain grin on the Ovri’s face, almost as if he had wanted to just break out into some manic laughter… There was humour in this somewhere, right?
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[ Lieutenant Elro Kobol | Corridor Holodeck 01 & 02 | Deck 08/Vector 02 | USS Theurgy ] Attn: @Auctor Lucan @BipSpoon @Nolan @Aharon

Annoyed that his order for a medical transport being ignored, Elro became agitated but before he could issue the command again Thea's voice came over the intercom. She told him it wasn't necessary, then she apologised for the inconvenience. What!? Elro thought as his anger rose.

Though it was quickly transformed into complete surprise when Martok simply stood and in a flash of light became Thea's hologram. In hindsight Elro should have known as he hadn't actually picked up any pained thoughts from the Chancellor or anything except from those around him.

Not to mention that he had been preoccupied with medical assessment, diagnosis and plan of treatment that the realisation he hadn't nor still don't pick up thoughts from the hologram of Thea that he had suppressed his telepathy. Elro needed to have a break, he decided with a soft chuckle.

Thea went on to explain that Martok requested help and that Captain Ives had agreed to this deception. Elro, now just starting to come down from the high of the shocking turn of events, took a few deep calming breaths as well as tapping at the spot behind his ear to release endorphins to help bring his adrenaline down.

Again in hindsight, informing the senior staff of this plot would have probably made those present act different and so may have given away the plan before it could have come to its conclusion with Rov now injured and arrested. Elro was glad it was now over, they didn't need to finish the screening either.

The real Martok had arrived and an exchange between Thea, Martok and the attacker, Rov, played out before Thea beamed Rov away. Probably to a secure cell, though injured Rov wasn't near death so could wait for medical attention. Elro probably should organise that, unless Thea already did.

”Thea, please send me a medical report on Rov and schedule a visit so he can be treated.” Elro said before glancing around and saw Kate on the deck. He went to her and placed a hand on one of her knees.

”Lieutenant Foster? Are you okay?” He asked, with a concerned expression. Though she had said well then before he spoke to her, he wanted to confirm she was okay.

He glanced around again to check on Vinata, who spoke that what had just happened was truly something to remember. The Head Nurse looked as if he was going to laugh and Elro caught on to how funny the whole affair could be, he was about to smile and laugh with Vinata but had found a woman he'd not met yet, a Romulan who was in a gold uniform. Apparently her surname was Amarik, who effectively and efficiently took command of the Security officers in the immediate area. It was good to see the newest crewmembers getting stuck in.

Elro had heard most of what she had said as she was loud. He turned to Vinata as Amarik seemed busy assessing the aftermath of the situation. ”Ensign Vojona? Are you okay?”


Adam's voice came over Amarik's combadge speaker, though after Thea revealed herself to those in the corridor. =/\="Acknowledged Lieutenant, give me a report when you can, Kingston out."=/\= He sounded tired and a little shaken.

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[ PO2 Kythalie Benmual | Holodeck 01 | Deck 08 | USS Theurgy, Vector 02 ] Attn: @Sqweloookle  @Swift  @Aharon  @BipSpoon @Auctor Lucan

This hip never failed to surprise and Amaze Kythalie. even now in the face of murder, the seemingly dead Martok just rose from the dead and transformed into Thea. It was hard to wrap your head around it, especially for an outsider. The tactic that had been utilized rather unconventional though thoroughly effective. The face of this Bekas, or well Rov as it turned out to be was priceless. That is if you calculated the broken jaw he had.

A quick glance around made Kythalie realize that nobody had anticipated this. None of Security or Medical had been informed and well it provided for quite a lot of shocked faces and expressions. Herself included. Kythalie snapped out of it though as the new officer that she hadn't met before handed out orders and made herself known as Amarik. Kythalie glanced over at Kate, seeing her fellow medical officers tending to her while she lowered her rifle at the Klingons in the corridor that were just as shocked as they were, yet filing out slowly.

Standing down now Kythalie took a breather and gave a nod to this Amarik figure "I'm good ma'am." she didn't exactly want to ask who she was right now in public, fiiguring they'd get a chance to get acquainted later. Kythalie's eyes looked over to Dr Foster now and she walked over to the medical staff.

"Is she okay?"

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[ Lt. JG Kate Foster | Corridor Holodeck 01 & 02 | Deck 08 | Vector 02 | USS Theurgy ] Attn: @Auctor Lucan @Nolan @Aharon @Sqweloookle @BipSpoon

Without a doubt, the ups and downs of the previous twenty-four hours were starting to wear on Kate, fraying her nerves like the ends of an old flag that had been left exposed to a frightful wind for far too long. But as she sat on the carpeted decking, her back resting against the base of the corridor bulkhead, an awareness was starting to dawn on her that this was only the beginning. She’d read the report from the Senior Staff, well skimmed through it at least, and understood that the prospect of a battle today was very real. That of course meant she’d likely be tending to the wounded, as was her part to play, but she hadn’t expected to take part in some kind of a sting operation geared at revealing the culprit of the ‘Spearhead Lounge’ bombing, or that for the faintest of moments she’d have been faced with the prospect of trying to save the life of the Klingon High Chancellor. Thankfully, the latter situation had been proven to be a false one, and Kate was utterly and completely grateful for that, but there had been a modest toll taken on her, and the others by having been kept in the dark, however necessary it had been to the successful completion of the ploy.

This of course all having happened just a few hours after she’d faced the wrath of Theurgy’s Vulcan Chief Counselor over the modest physical assault Kate had unleashed on her nagging brother and his smug face.

Exhaling deeply, she could hear the voices of her peers as they were each coming to their own relative grasp of the revelatory moment that they had just been an unwitting part of. They sounded distant and somewhat disconnected, but their words still registered in the forefront of her mind enough that she could muster an appropriate response. “Yeah... still whole!” Holding her hand above her, Kate made a sort of thumbs-up gesture as a means of reassuring those around her that despite the bump and growing bruise at the periphery of her forehead, she was for the most part fine. “I’m fine, Doctor Kobol . Thank you!” She added as he came to stand among her, and the gathered others. Taking another moment to just relax, because there likely wouldn’t be many of them afforded to her as the day dragged on, Kate finally found the resolve to stand from where she’d been sat. Her legs wobbled accordingly, as the waning adrenaline rush had turned the muscles in them to gelatin. “I umm... should probably head to Sickbay and get prepped.” Casting a glance at each of her colleagues in turn, Kate couldn’t help but hope that they’d each see through to the end of the storm ahead.

With a nod that spoke volumes of the regard she hoped to extoll, Kate began to walk down the corridor, taking a long about way toward finding the next turbolift as she had no desire to try and fight through the jumbled mess of Klingons left milling about.

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[ Ens. Vinata Vojona  | Corridor Holodeck 01 & 02 | Deck 08 | Vector 2 | USS Theurgy ] ATTN:
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The adrenaline of the entire situation had worn off, which had left Vinata feeling even more exhausted than he had before. The past several days had been a whirlwind of emotion and strain. At least this entire situation had a positive outcome, without the crisis of something terrible having actually happened to the Chancellor.

Vinata did not prod Kate, even though he maintained a close proximity to her. He too had stood up when she had and followed her over to the crowd for a moment, like a loyal pet who had been determined to ensure the well-being of their best friend.

“I too am okay. Thank you Doctor.” Vinata expressed a look of gratitude towards his Chief Medical Officer for his inquiry and concern. Truth be told - he certainly would be okay and was just thankful that their ‘trouble-maker’ on board Theurgy had been caught.

“I will go with you Kate.” The Ovri gave a polite nod to the others and followed Kate in tandem.


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