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More Blood Wine - Anyone Welcome to Join TAG Security

Posted Dec. 19, 2018, 8:11 p.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Tiglath Ashur (Chief Of Security) (Christopher Bennett)

Posted by Ensign Myrok (Scientist) in More Blood Wine - Anyone Welcome to Join TAG Security

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Kalitta (Chief Medical Officer) in More Blood Wine - Anyone Welcome to Join TAG Security

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Chris Emmitt (Chief Engineer) in More Blood Wine - Anyone Welcome to Join TAG Security
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Cochrane’s brow creased in concern, and he stood up. “If you all will excuse me. Ensign. Doctor.” and he made his way out of the lounge. As he came to the door, he looked down the passage and saw the Lieutenant running off, obviously distressed. Running after her, he said loud enough to catch her attention. “Lieutenant Sadie, a moment please.”

Cochrane, XO

OOC: Moving this conversation to another thread.

Kalitta looked at the ensign. “Well ensign, you pointy eared, bastard. You really know how to break up a party.” Kalitta took a gulp of her blood wine.

Lt. Cmdr - Kalita - CMO

Myrok was a bit puzzled at what just transpired he looked at the Doctor and in A serious tone” The Lt. abrupt exit was not of my accord although she did seem A bit out of sorts and for further reference I was born of two parents Doctor, please excuse me.” Myrok stood up and exited the lounge.

Chris walked just at almost the same time that Myrok was leaving seeing his stern gaze and long stride it wasn’t too hard to tell that he seemed upset. Wait, can Vulcan’s feel upset? He hadn’t recalled his face before either, was this Ensign a new crew member? Chris moved out of his way as he stepped in past the door then stepped off to the side. Chris’s face was blackened with a bit of soot and his hair all stood on it’s ends. Definitely looks like he got into a fight with a power conduit and caught the losing end of it. It would definitely usually entail a trip to Medical, but it seems that he came here instead. His Engineering pride had definitely taken a kick in the shins and he could use a drink for it.

Lt. (jg) Chris Emmitt (CE)

Myrok noticed the Lt.he looked somewhat disheveled “Lt.your shirt is untucked ” he proceeded to exit.

Kalitta noticed Lt.jg Emmitt and waved him over toward her. “Ensign, you look as though a conduit blew up in your face. Why aren’t you in sickbay?”

Then Kalitta waved her hand, “It dosn’t matter have a seat I have Blood Wine to ease what ever pain you may have. I may not have my medical tricorder with me but I can see a superficial burn when I seen one.” Kalitta then waved to the barteneder and without a word he came with a fourth pitcher of Blood wine. By rights Kalitta should be passed out and under the table but some how she was still awake. Though she would not want to stand right now.

Lt. cmdr - Kalitta - CMO

Chris blankly looked down at his shirt, bits of it with just as much soot and dirt as his face with a small part of it actually burnt off, “Ah .. it appears so. Thank you Ensign..” Chris only had a bit of exposure to other races of the galaxy, but he had read a lot and from his -few- interactions with Klingons he knew more than well enough to correct her or even decline an offer when extended so he headed towards the bar. “Thanks for the offer Commander .. I could definitely use a drink. Not too worried about the burn, mostly my own fault for being forgetful.” The sad part was is that he simply forgot to ground himself so when he was making adjustments to the power grid the power arced off a tool that he was using which made him immediately drop it and from there it hit a small console behind him and the safety fuse exploded in front of him at the same time. The wounds weren’t that bad, but he still cursed at himself internally for forgetting something so simple.

Lt. (jg) Chris Emmitt (CE)

OOC: Jesus .. how’d I let so many typos get past me? D: I need my coffee this morning ..

-Mike

Kalitta poured them both a fresh mug of blood wine. Then handed the ensign a mug. “Your lucky that it wasn’t the main power grid you were working on. It could very easily have killed you. I’m sure you have done the work well over a hundred times. Why this time do you think you forgot to ground yourself?”

Lt.Cmdr Kalitta - CMO

OOC: Not to worry about the typos, It happens to the best of us.

Ah .. Klingon bloodwine .. not my favorite by far. This is going to be rough.. Chris thought to himself. “T-Thank you Commander..” He slowly slid over the cup that she had poured for him in front of him he gulped slowly before picking it up and taking a large mouthful of the strong liquid which was readily apparent on his face as he swallowed it. One of his eyes squinted as he forced it down. Coughing twice before replying he said, “Mostly complacency I think .. I’m so used to doing things like that I hadn’t thought of the safety precautions in a good while.” His spiked out hair and soot on his face from the fuse exploding was proof that he neglected any precautions. Though it’s almost as if he accepted them in his disheveled, frustrated state. He forced down another mouthful just thinking about the whole incident again.

Lt. (jg) Chris Emmitt (CE)

“Yes, complasency. A ships natural born killer. I have seen many men die over stupid complasency. Procedures are there to help and protect you.” Kalitta took a mouthful of the blood wine. “Mmm… Such a good vintige.” She then looked back at the Chief Engineer. “I hope that this was a lesson for you and your team of ‘What NOT to do’.”

“Tell me Emmitt, if I create a klingon martial arts class would you join?”

Chris nodded as she spoke. “True on both accounts Commander.” Though he didn’t really like the bloodwine he wasn’t about to insult anyone by saying so. “As for the class ..” He trailed off for a moment thinking, “I think I would, I probably wouldn’t be any good at it, but I’d like to ta-“

Lt. Cmdr - Kalitta - CMO

Myrok entered the lounge again he looked around and saw who he wanted to confront he made long strides to the table and slammed his fist in front of the female Klingon Doctor baring his teeth he screamed”I challenge YOU .....this....this pointy eared bastard challenges YOU!”

Myrok

Needless to say this outburst was rather shocking for Chris, every Vulcan that he’d ever met had very very little to no emotion what so ever. He picked up his cup and quietly slid a few chairs away. Thankfully, due to his quiet nature it wasn’t really noticed. He tapped his badge as well because there was no way this was going to go down very well. “Emmitt to Security .. we’re about to have a big problem in the Lounge.” Challenging a Klingon was either extremely brave or insanely foolish. Either way, Chris didn’t want to participate in that outcome.

Lt. (jg) Chris Emmitt (CE)

=^=On my way=^= Came Tiglath’s reply.

Kalitta was vaguely startled. She looked at the ensign inquisitively for a brief moment and burst out laughing. Kalitta knew that she was in no state to fight so she just continued to sit in her chair. “Ensign, sit down before you hurt yourself.” Even though she was drunk she noticed that the vulcan had little to no control over his emotions.

Kalitta had been in starfleet for too many years to let a simple argument get the best of her. Though if the right buttons were pressed she wold not hesitate to strike back.

Lt. Cmdr - Kalitta - CMO

Myrok knew very well the Klingon was full of blood wine but also could not let her insult pass. He had fought other Klingons before and had bested them. He stood upright over the Doctor with his fists clenched” You have no honor you filth, I have met your kind before A bag of hot wind and no backbone!” He knew that he was treading in hostile waters.

Myrok Scientist

A minute later, Tiglath entered and looked for the CE. He had his phaser in his belt. Looking around though he didn’t really see much of concern. Except a blue shirted ensign standing over the CMO. He approached the table quickly where the CE and CMO were sitting, and the ensign was standing.

“Evening, what’s going on.” He said with pleasant tone.

-COS


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