Posted by Civilian Char’kat Morden (First Officer of the I.K.S. Khazad’hea) in Docking Port: Khain Arrives (open thread)

Posted by Lieutenant Toveka Brine (Chief Science Officer) in Docking Port: Khain Arrives (open thread)

Posted by Civilian Char’kat Morden (First Officer of the I.K.S. Khazad’hea) in Docking Port: Khain Arrives (open thread)

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Char took a long draw from her drink and looked at Nikki. A slight upturn of her lip was matched by a flash of something in her eyes. “I somehow doubt the words ‘poor ol’‘ and ‘Nikki’ are ever used in the same breath.” She looked at him for a long moment and wondered just what his line was. There was more to him than simply being the Ops manager around here. She had known many. But this one had the likings of a smuggler about him. It amused her and she figured her Captain’s comradery with the man was because he saw the same thing.

Char
Khain’s XO

Nikki’s hands opened out in a kind of plea and his expression was contrite. “Bein humble can never be a bad thing,” he said, then smiled. “Consider it a curse laid on me by me departed gran.”

“What do you mean?” Khain looked at her with a fake hurt expression on his face and an ever so slight smirk behind it. “Poor Mr Brako here has been assigned to a Station that is busier than its state of repair should be, and plagued by theft and missing items, surrounded by villains from the old Romulan Empire and their subjected species. It would send us honest businessmen and hard working Officers into despair if we could do nothing about it,” Now Khain grinned, showing his full Klingon smile of which the roguelike aspect of his eye patch was only enhanced.

“Villains,” Nikki said with a smile forming. “Oh, lad, Rommies are a formidable people fer business. I like em. They have a good head fer the deal.” He took a drink. “Deals be in short supply here when one is plagued with a station fallin apart and me own people working against me. So we need some good business partners te work with. The Fleeters don’t understand that.”

“Luckily, we can do something about it,” and he raised his beer in another toast and took a handful of the pretzels that the barkeep had placed beside them. “Tomorrow, like Nikki says, the Outpost has the Khazad’hea at it’s service, thank to House Kholl and the Klingon Empire’s foresight to send us here.”

Captain Khain

He raised his glass and smiled. “Aye, now things begin te move.”
- Nikki

Char took a half step forward and silently joined her glass to theirs. She did as she was ordered. She just hoped her ill feelings about this were merely from the style in which the situation was unfolding, and not the situation itself.

Char
Khain’s XO

“Och lass, don’t put on the sour expression. I’m believin that some of the people aboard are takin materials and sellin ‘em. They be sayin that this and that is fixed and that part replaced but when I have a gander it is old things still in place.My first thought was te just make a hit on the gang doin it and be done with it.” He took a drink and frowned. “But the Feds frown on that kind o thing.” His other hand came up and tapped at his temple and leaned in. “So we make a hit, but be quiet about it.”
- Nikki

It was those words that did illicit a reaction from the Klingon female. The edge of her lips turned up almost in a sneer. “Now quiet and effective are words I see attributed to you, Mr Nikki.” She said and looked to her Captain for his reactions at this escalating into more than keeping an eye out for stuff. She knew how’d he feel without the ship and crew, or the station, to contend with. But this was something she wasn’t sure how he’d feel about.

Char
Khain’s XO

“Oh come now Char,” Khain gave her a grin, “I know that the Khazad’hea is a little more unconventional than your normal Klingon Warship, but House Kholl has always been the dark horse of Klingon Houses.”

Reaching behind him, Khain drew the Kut’luch dagger from its sheath and placed it on the table. It was a Klingon weapon of assassins, of deals made in the dark and the symbol painted on the side of the Khazad’hea, the symbol of House Kholl. “We can do quiet and effective, it is especially effective when people think loud and raucous is the only language of the Klingons.”

Captain Khain

Nikki eyed the dagger. It was a sweet thing. “In me days of me fathers the hits were much more direct with a lot more noise involved. Ye might say we moved from blue collar te white collar hits.” His eyes sparkled some. “I think it is simply a matter of doin both when the situation calls for it, don’t ye think? Right now the rats are quiet and happy. No sense stirrin up the nest until it is time to.”
- Nikki

Listening to the two of them and taking Khain’s chiding in stride, she finally nodded. “So what will you have me do, Captain?” She glanced at Nikki. “If anything has a way of tracking it, or of looking into logs where such things were supposedly ‘changed out’, I could take a look and see if anything is currently on the station, perhaps we can start there?” She looked from one to the other to see if they wanted to start now, or wait till morning after their drinking and comraderies.

Char
Khain’s XO

Bump 7.3.20

While waiting for Khain to reply, Nikki pondered the situation. He was sure that he was being railroaded by some group on the station. Well, not just him. He was the one who sniffed it out not long after getting to this joint. It had begun before him, so nobody was making a hit on old Nikki but was something that had been going on before him. But for how long? It was no wonder the place was a rattling old fire trap of a station. Now he didn’t much give a round of Fizbin’s care about someone pulling the old nickel and dime trick on the Fleet. But what he did care about was his own reputation and name. Being a engineer on a tub like this was nothing to revel in the glory of, but he was not about to let it fall apart and someone else get rich over it. Follow the money … that was an idea. Who here was gettin some of the kickback beyond their pay?
- Nikki