| Worlds of the federation
by Shane Johnson
P12 after a brief but bloody war the Fed finally settled into an uneasy peace with the Klingon Empire, after a similar chain of events with the Roms. Klingon Empire now one of the Fed’s newest allies. P30 carnivorous Denebian slime devil native to Deneb IV, an amphibious, quick moving predator usually feeds upon bountiful native fish by spearing its prey with large, forklike foreclaws. Slime devils range in size from a few inches to several feet long, and they use a natural radar to locate their prey. Does not exist in large numbers, so attacks on humanoids are quite rare. Illustration of Slime Devil. P66 natives of Sauria are immune to intoxicating effects of Saurian brandy. P90 after a long period of negotiation, the Fed and the Klingon Empire have decided to share mining rights on Capella IV. Capellan power cat, the fiercest and most untamable creature in the known galaxy. Almost the size of a Terran brown bear, the power cat has brick red fur, golden eyes, short tail, brown spines running down back. While in motion the creature emits a highly charged white aura of electricity and can move as quickly as a cheetah. They have been known to throw an electrical jolt of more than two thousand volts over 20 feet. A power cat has never been kept in captivity for more than a few days. The Capellans live in tents and move about continually. Their culture relies heavily upon tradition and they are an extremely honest people who keep their word without fail. Any show of weakness is disgusting, any show of force a declaration of war. To them, combat is a source of great pleasure. P96 color illustration of targ, male Klingon warrior, capellan power cat, tribble p114 Kling. Class M, indigenous name. Star named Klingon. Galactic coordinates –321.5, 48.6, -87.9. Kling is the home world of the Kllingon Empire. the second planet of an orange binary star, it is nearly one and a half times the size of Terra. Kling is the only world in its five planet system capable of supporting life. Kling’s surface is almost entirely land mass, with shallow, heavily salted seas thinly dotting the landscape. Unlike most other Class M worlds, there is very little vegetation. As a result, nearly every native animal species is carnivorous and hostile in nature. The planet tilts only a few degrees on its axis, resulting in very little seasonal change. A high, dense layer of carbon dioxide in the upper atmosphere retains heat, creating a greenhouse effect that renders the planet’s overall temperature high for a Class M world. Since there are no great bodies of water or variations in land area elevation of the poles, which average a few degrees cooler. Only in recent history did the Klingon people become Fed allies. In the past they were the UFP’s greatest military threat. It is interesting to note that for many years the true appearance of the Klingon race was unknown. The ‘Klingons’ encountered along the Fed border with the Empire were a Klingon-human fusion, genetically created to make infiltration into Fed areas easier. The interception of the Amar transmission during the V’Ger incident revealed the true nature of the Imperial Klingon race and stunned Fed science. Before that time, no one had suspected that the Klingons were capable of such advanced genetic engineering, and a great deal of rethinking was done concerning the level of Klingon technology. Following the Swift War, many Fed leaders were suspicious of the Klingons’ desire for peace, but the virtual annihilation of many worlds on both sides inspired a genuine change of attitude. Scattered factions of Klingons still maintain the old ways, but their limited numbers make them little more than pirates. Fed and Klingon starship crews still serve primarily within the confines of their respective fleets, but new exchange programs have met with success and may one day lead to a united space fleet. Map of system; near equal binary stars, small first planet, Kling, large space, larger planet, large planet with four moons, large outer planet. Map of planet; largely land, five large bodies of water, nine smaller bodies of water. P128 Organia only Class M world within a strategic sector of space along Fed/Klingon border. 4 th planet of 6. sought after as a base by both sides during early UFP/Klingon conflicts. Since that time the two governments have become allies, largely due to the intervention of the Organians P130 Regulan bloodworm, native to Regulus II and V, is a soft, shapeless organism with internal organs and circulatory system visible through its milky translucent skin. Grouping by the thousands, they live in shady, damp areas. Feared parasites, the bloodworms attach themselves to their hosts by the use of four mouths located at the end of tentacle-like appendages. Length 2.5 cm. P140 Direct Klingon interference, countered by Fed involvement, has divided the inhabitants into five major factions on Neural, each is feuding with the other four. Mugato, native animal, monogamous, mates for life, little or no provocation will spark an attack. P148 an alliance once existed between the Romulan and Klingon Empires, but relations were broken off following a severe disagreement over the exchange of weapons technology. No neutral zone exists between Romulan and Klingon spaces, resulting in repeated skirmishes along that border. The Klingons now deeply regret having given the Romulans warp drive technology, and the Romulans deplore the fact that they gave their Klingon enemies the technology to cloak warships. Strike Zone by Peter David P1 the Kreel, three fingers, three toes, speech is made up of grunts, coughs, snarls and body slap. Spindly legs, massive torso, long arms hands down to their knees, dry, red wrinkled skin, thin coarse body hair, no neck, large eyes. Homeworld shrouded in gloom. Refer to Klingons only as that accursed Other Race. P5 battlecruiser Kothulu in orbit around DQN 1196, red sun. come to investigate intelligence report of Kreel in the area P5 Tron, first officer, second in command on Kothulu. Leads landing party to DQN 1196. simple search and destroy mission P5 Commander, a highly ranked, well-respected warrior, never addressed by name out of respect P5 never ask a question. It implies you don’t know P6 even worms can turn up interesting tidbits in a moldering corpse P9 Spyre, crewmember on Kothulu. On landing party to DQN 1196 P9 By the emperor P9 back before the days of the Great Enlightenment P9 you don’t have to be gentle when you find them P15 earlier Klingon surveying parties have been over DQN 1196 P16 two die on landing party to DQN 1196. P16 explain what the devil had happened P16 first year techno – rank. Also referred to as novice P16 traditionally, the Klingon death scream should be performed as soon as possible after death, but not necessarily over body P19 are you prepared to live the rest of your life in Disgrace? Capital D. to be in Disgrace was tantamount to a death sentence, no Klingon could live in such a state. Bereft of friends, property, privilege, everything. Even name. P20 Kothulu knocked out of orbit of DQN 1196. one technician died of broken neck before ship stabilized P20 ship functions are always left to the Klingons to do themselves, not automated. How could one be a Klingon if one did not hold the direction of his destiny in his own hands? P 21 the Kreel have a century’s worth of grievances against the Klingons P21 Kothulu severely damaged by second blast, but escapes P 31 Worf’s basso-profundo voice, head-of-security P32 Worf has been handling preliminary communications with the Kreel P39 Permission to blast them from space, sir P40 Worf explains his extreme aggression – The Kreel can not be reasoned with, or bargained with, or even treated as a civilized race P41 Worf raised shields against Kreel ship anyway P43 Worf shouts Death First when Kreel demand Enterprise surrender P44 when Picard surrenders, he has the feeling that had it been a Klingon vessel back in the more savage days of the Empire he would have been incinerated by his own people P49 Worf apologizes if his behavior was inappropriate. P49 Picard knows Klingons and Kreel have never gotten along. Picard knows there are certain Klingon imperatives that are part of Worf’s emotional makeup. They have never interfered with his responsibilities or loyalty to the Federation loyalties. P49 Worf is proud of his ability to control his Klingon nature in service to the Federation P50 Worf had the benefit, or the handicap, of being raised by humans P50 the Klingons hate the Kreel because the Kreel have always picked at the bones of Klingon conquests like jackals. Klingons are warriors, Kreel are savages on the outskirts of Klingon activities, envious, plotting, thoroughly repulsive in attitude and appearance P50 Worf’s explanation of the Kreel is the longest speech Picard has ever hear him make P50 Worf’s feeling about Kreel thoroughly inbred early in life P50 Picard suggests Worf try to correct flaw in racial memory P50 and if he ever shouts like that again he’s off the bridge crew P52 two burly honor guards Enter Taka Nagai’s office at Federation Internal Affairs and look around carefully before letting Ambassador Kobry Enter. Take nothing for granted P54 Ancient looking Kobry, very short, age indicated by length of a person’s hair. Pale hair. Light eyes. Kobry smiles P54 Klingon life expectancy one of the great questions of medical science, since, until recently, so few Klingons had the opportunity to die in their beds P54 Taka Nagai, in all her years of dealing with Klingons, had never seen one smiling P55 incendiary situation between Klingons and Kreel could lead to war P55 two Klingon guards spit, as is the tradition, when Kobry mentions Kreel. Kobry tells them to stop it when they’re in Federation territory P55 it has taken the Klingons many years to learn war and violence don’t accomplish much, and some sectors of the population are still chafing at the bit P55 factions within empire wouldn’t mind a war P55 Klingon blood has been shed P56 the Klingon empire will not like to deal with the Kreel P56 DQN 1196 planet within Klingon territory, or Kreel territory, depending P56 the emperor is quite firm on DQN 1196 being in Klingon territory, says Kobry P57 both Kreel and Klingons come to Feds for intercession P57 in the past Klingons have said they would rather consume their young alive than sit down to talk with Kreel P58 Klingons spit whenever Kreel mentioned P58 the number of skirmishes between Klingons and Kreel growing P69 the duty Worf finds least interesting is passing along messages P71 Klingons tight lipped when they run into difficulties, Federation rarely hears anything P71 “One can not take offense at the truth” P72 Klingons feel discussing problems is a sign of weakness P72 Klingon Kreel full scale war is imminent P72 Klingon and Kreel delegations are boarding Enterprise to go to DQN 1196 P73 a Klingon ship and a Kreel ship might attack each other P73 Klingons and Kreel want to keep an eye on each other P74 Worf protests, for the record P75 Klingons too proud to be confined to quarters P75 Picard afraid of Klingons and Kreel rampaging through Enterprise corridors P97 Worf on sparse holodeck fighting ring program vs. four Kreel opponents P97 Klingons never much for extravagances P97 Klingons don’t use mats P97 Worf remembers the Honorable Natasha Yar P97 Klingons, as a rule, don’t smile. Outwardly P98 a warrior would not be at his best if nothing were at stake P98 Worf has done some computer modifications and overrides mortality failsafe on holodeck P98 Worf stands upon the balls of his feel with hands in front in a T formation P98 Worf hurls one Kreel out of the ring, remaining three rush all at once, Worf off guard, goes down wards off blows with his burly arms, kicks free P99 Worf glories in the violent, vicious maneuver P100 a grunt is the only sound heard from a Klingon in distress, even with death imminent, no screaming, cursing or howling, P101 Klingons were brought up to think of Kreel as vermin to be snuffed out P101 Worf cracks the neck of the last Kreel, so satisfying, relishes the glory of the kill P103 not a lot of unnecessary chatter on a Klingon battlecruiser bridge P103 Kothulu transport Kobry P103 Kobry addressed as Honored One P104 commanders quarters near bridge P104 once ‘privacy’ was nonexistent in the empire, every place covered with camera to security, those times are now past P104 Tron outraged at going with Kobry to Enterprise to meet Kreel P104 Klingon do not beg P104 Kothulu just out of dry-dock repairing earlier damage P104 Tron usually not dare to say so much, be outspoken P105 where is the Klingon pride, the revenge, in running to the Feds for mediation P105 Tron speaks of the old ways, before the Great Awakening, before the Fed-Fed alliance. New prosperity, new advances. P105 Kobry one of the key shapers of alliance, revered statesman, thinker, philosopher. His background, history, is legendary P105 before the Great Awakening we were a savage warrior race – like the Kreel, the commander of the Kothulu says Abide by the wishes of the emperor, what individuals feel is irrelevant P106 Klingons honor battle, noble death, P106 commander of the Kothulu says to Tron, if something were to hap[pen to Kobry, that would be an insult to Klingon honor that no amount of talking could put to rights P106 Klingon Kreel war is inevitable. The great awakening prevented Kreel being exterminated decades ago. P107 expression of innocence hardly seems natural for a Klingon P107 I am merely a humble soldier, a patriot, hoping to see the Empire travel along the road to if first best destiny, as are all great heroes P107 a chance to live with dignity and/or die with glory, just like the good old days P112 once, the presence of a Klingon battlecruiser would have been a guarantor of at lease yellow alert status on a Fed vessel P112 Worf, from his security console, receives incoming hailing frequency from the vessel. Worf does not say ‘Klingon vessel’ Picard notes P113 Klingon commander of the Kothulu to Picard “In another time, I might have called you enemy.” Picard responds “A time long past,.” P113 Klingon commander reminds Picard that Honorable Kobry is one of most revered figures in our Empire, not just any guest P113 “the definition of a Kreel diplomat is a Kreel who has run out of ammunition.” Worf, well known saying P113 Klingon laugh, like a cross between clearing throat and gagging. Picard thinks the Klingon commander is dying. P113 you must be the legendary Worf P114 I am Lt junior grade Worf P114 it is most fortunate to have a member of the Klingon Empire aboard the Enterprise to act as additional insurance P114 Worf is head-of-security, under command of Captain Picard, more than content to do my duty, thinks of himself primarily as a citizen of the Federation, rather than as a member of the Klingon Empire P114 the commander of the Kothulu reminds Worf a Klingon does as a Klingon is. Serve as your conscience dictates but nothing can alter the fact that you are a Klingon P119 eight bodyguard / honor guards for Kobry, look around after beaming over, hands hovering by holstered phasers. Kobry and Gava, ten in all P119 Tron, bodyguard, clothing more elaborate, bordering on ceremonial, indicating rank P119 Tron goes up to Worf as “Captain” first time Picard has seen Worf ruffled P129 Klingon in uniform, easy mistake P120 stiff, Klingon salute P120 it seems only yesterday that if a Klingon was in the hands of Starfleet the farthest he would go would be a prison planet P120 commander of Kothulu will have to try to muddle through without Tron while Tron is guarding Kobry P121 Klingon communicator on Tron’s wrist P121 “Good hunting.” P121 Gava, tall, slender, attractive, muscular exposed arms, black and brown leather outfit. Gold doublet. Almond eyes. Hair loose. Strong handshake, low voice P121 Picard thinks on Kobry – How did someone so small, so physically helpless, come so far in the Klingon Empire? P121 Picard can scarcely believe Kobry smiles, and Worf gasps at the sight P121 Kobry has a hell of a handshake P122 Gava lingers shaking hands with Worf P122 much has been written about Worf in Klingon journals. Gava assumed it was exaggeration P122 “None of it.” Worf replies P122 honor guard forms semicircle around Kobry P126 Kobry is room, other Klingons in quarters nearby P126 Kobry takes pills for his health, A Klingon does not live to be his age if health is not of paramount concern P126 Picard admits he has not seen a Klingon as old as Kobry P126 Kobry –I’m a smaller target P127 since the guard’s first priority is to protect Kobry, they would be reluctant to follow an order from him to turn their weapons over to Picard P127 each Klingon body guard has at least eleven weapons on him P127 with Klingon warriors it is always a matter of pride finding new and interesting places on one’s person to hide a weapon P128 take their phasers, not difficult, disarm them, very difficult P128 only detailed sensor scan would detect all weapons. P128 they will fight to the death before parting with all their weapons P128 Kobry knows his bodyguard is spoiling for a fight P128 Worf has settled the honor guard in their quarters P129 Worf has fourteen weapons hidden on his person. Regulations give the head of security broad discretionary powers. P129 Gava – fourteen? In a uniform far less designed for weapons concealment than that of a Klingon? Very Impressive. P129 Worf – Everything about me is very impressive P135 Worf shows Gava his collection of medals, kept in a cabinet in his quarters P135 one medal he takes out to simply look at at the end of every shift P135 Gava has seen a number of medal collections throughout the Klingon empire, but Worf’s is enormous P135 Klingons take great pride in amassing medal collections P135 Worf is honored to receive all these awards, one thing that brings genuine gratification P136one is for bravery above and beyond the call of duty. Worf led a battalion in action on Cantos V. he almost refused the medal. He does not agree with the concept of ‘above and beyond’ duty. Whatever duty calls for, duty has no limits P136 there’s pride, and then there’s foolish pride P136 Worf’s cabin stark and simple P136 Worf usually works two bridge shifts. What else is there for a warrior to do P137 for Worf, relations with any other female than a Klingon would be most unwise. For her. Physically. P137 Gava wishes to know Worf better, to know the nature of one whom she intends to take as a lover P137 Worf serves in Starfleet #1 because he was raised by humans after the Khitomer attack P137 Khitomer – the first major battle between Romulans and Klingons after the end of their alliance. Romulans were furious that Klingons joined Federation. P138 Gava unaware that Worf a survivor of Khitomer P138 Worf was in an attack shelter with his parents, father was operating a ground phaser cannon. Mother held Worf. Direct hit from Romulan ship. Shelter collapsed, father killed instantly, mother moments later, her body shielded Worf. He remembers hours passing. Worf crawled his way up out of rubble P138 a voice shouted “Here’s one” first thing Worf saw was a man wearing a Starfleet uniform P139 Kobry was also resident of an outpost, treated poorly, considered a moron. He had no name P139 Kobry’s home destroyed, he survived, was found by members of the Federation, re-educated, intelligence emerged. Years later, when Klingon Empire was in a state of chaos, he returned. He was the perfect ambassador between Klingons and Federation. P139 Kobry a half-breed. Has human blood. P139 Worf did not know there were any Klingons with part human heritage P139 Kobry rose to power and prominence, prime architect of Federation – Klingon alliance [with Curzon, Kang, etc?] P139 Gava traces the ridges of Worf forehead P139 as is the custom among Klingon males, Worf gives no outward indication of what is stirring within him P140 Klingon males remain stoic at all times P140 Gava already knows more about Worf than anyone on the ship P140 #2 reason Worf serves Federation is that here he is unique, unique skills and attitudes to offer, needed. Would be just one of many in Klingon Empire P140 Gava is of the opinion that Worf would be outstanding anywhere P140 Gava has read human philosophies. Turning the other cheek simply results in bruises on both sides of your face P140 Worf – Educating them is an endless task P140 Worf shows Gava what is on his mind P141 6 Klingons in 10 Forward not drinking synthenol for three hours and not showing any signs of inebriation. Aware the Enterprise only proves synthenol, Klingons brought their own refreshments, which Guinan serves out P141 the Klingons are in the Federation now, but the alliance is a bit to recent for everyone to feel completely at ease. P142 Guinan suggests a Klingon, Kreel get together party P143 Gava scatters Worf’s 13 concealed weapons on the floor P143 Klingons not much for innocuous small talk P143 having been raised by humans Worf is sometimes strained balancing their instincts against his own. He would like to met other Klingons with the same problem P144 Gava is Kobry’s daughter P144 what Gava did before Worf met her, and what she does after, is none of his affair P146 Worf has security teams on alert until mission is over P147 bodyguard Bors, accompanies Kobry to bridge, corrects Picard to always refer to Kobry as Honorable Kobry P147 we Klingons are not especially social creatures P147 the Klingon guards respect Guinan and her idea for a party P154 no Klingons have dared go to DQN 1196 P154 Kreel have been fighting the Klingons wit the weapons they find on DQN 1196 P155 Klingons are destroying Kreel outposts and ships that don’t yet have weapons from DQN 1196 P155 eight Kreel ships have blown themselves up in the process of attacking Klingons without the Klingons firing a shot P155 several Klingon attempts, in escalating numbers of ships, have been repelled by ground fire from DQN1196 [so much for comment above no Klingons have dared …] P155 a Klingon warship can lay waste to the Entire planet, but only when close P155 the Klingons would have committed mass suicide if they knew they were being beaten back by one single gun P155 Klingons try blockade Kreel ships in and out but have to be too far out to avoid planet based super gun P156 Klingons conceded DQN 1196 and concentrate on other vulnerable points P165 Tron remembers Kreel Aneel’s damned voice from when they were on DQN 1196 P166 Tron – all Klingons have ever wanted is for the Kreel to cease acting like parasites that they are. P166 Tron – no one can insult a Kreel P168 Klingon bodyguards can’t attack until Kreel make a threatening move or Kobry orders them to P168 Kobry is a humble servant of the Emperor, as are we all P169 Aneel states he raped a Klingon woman P169 the Klingons attack the Kreel P169 Tron hurls Riker aside as if he was a poker chip P170 Gava kicks a Kreel in the crotch and brings him down P170 Riker stuns the fighting mob with a phaser unconscious P170 Worf shows up with security team P171 there is a Klingon – Kreel cease fire in effect as long as Enterprise mission seems to be working P171 Picard orders Worf to have the Klingon bodyguards taken to holding facilities on Deck 2, block A. P171 Worf says Klingons and Kreel will work things out when hell freezes over P176 most Klingons didn’t take Kobry seriously, that was how he survived. Backstabbing, assassination and double-dealing Klingon hierarchy wracked the empire with internecine warfare. Kobry began to gather people who were influenced by his words rather than his looks. Authorities never took him or his activities seriously. Authorities plotting and planning managed to kill each other off. Emperor looked around, all his advisors were gone, only Kobry left. Kobry vast numbers of followers, preached moderation, alliances with Federation rather than Romulans. We have to grow. Grow up and forward as a people. Not remain savages. Aggressive, hard, ok. That is Klingon. It makes them strong. But strength tempered by intelligence, know when to fight and when to talk P177 Kobry says Klingons now have to help Kreel make the same changes. Destroying other cultures is self-destroying. P178 Kobry main rule for diplomacy and life – never ask a question to which you do not already know the answer P179 Kobry, with Worf, Gava and Picard, sits his bodyguards in their holding cell P179 Gava brushes Worf’s leg with fingers P179 Worf steps way from Gava, now is not the time for distractions P179 “by the Emperor” P179 Kobry has signed a treaty, the Enterprise Pact, with the Kreel making Enterprise and DQN 1196 neutral zones – no fighting P180 the feds and Klingons worked out their grievances P180 pride stung, Klingon warriors square their shoulders and pledge themselves to the challenge P181 a Klingon thrives on challenges. Klingons will show what a true code of honor is. P181 Sklar – a particularly burly Klingon bodyguard P181 the Klingons have been worried about Kobry without his bodyguard P181 Klingon bodyguards are masking what they are thinking from Worf rather well P181 Tron impression of not being happy with treaty P181 Worf cautiously scans all sides of corridor as he walks with Gava and Kobry P182 Worf is always expecting trouble. One could never be surprised by something that one was always expecting P182 Kobry knows Worf and Gava are lovers without either of them telling him P182 Gava prides herself in being discreet P182 Kobry is perceptive to body language. P182 detecting the unspoken is the key to survival for Kobry P182 “Does the Honorable Kobry disapprove of my relations with his daughter?” P183 Gava is quite selective. It speaks highly of Worf that she has chosen him. P183 difficult for Gava to find someone she can respect – always comparing men to her father P187 two days Klingons and Kreel avoid each other P190 Sklar and five others at table in 10 Forward P190 Sklar answers directly to Tron P190 Sklar knife in boot. P190 Sub-Lieutenant Derl, garrote concealed in belt buckle P191 for drinks, normally Klingons prefer something in the rotgut category P192 Worf, on bridge, receives security call from 10 Forward, calls security team of 5 to meet him in 10 Four P195 Worf shoves his way through P195 Kreel and Klingons have raucous knife throwing contest in 10 Forward, it was Guinan’s idea P196 Derl – we tried to protect the wall P197 Riker and Worf confiscate the knives P197 Sklar brings out concealed pair of daggers in holsters strapped to forearm P206 rumor goes around Enterprise that Worf has a girlfriend. Crewmember spots Gava leaving Worf’s cabin with very pleased smile P206 Worf – Out of such meager evidence do rumors come P207 Tron comes to see Worf. Interested in his views, a Klingon raised by humans, loyal to humans or Klingons P208 Tron – I am talking about Klingons becoming so weak of mind and spirit that they forget who their enemies are. Have you forgotten who your enemies are, Worf? P208 Worf was filled with terror on Khitomer. The Kreel had swarmed over the planet after the Romulan destruction. Worf heard them laughing. Perhaps Romulans had informed Kreel to be there. Young Worf for hours listens to Kreel laughter, coarse jokes, nauseating voices. Romulans distant in space, Kreel something he could hate and think about killing. To his shame, Worf hid in ruble when Kreel came near. Pure cowardice. Carries shame to this day. P210 double bladed weapon on Worf’s wall P210 Tron warns Worf, as head of security, that it is dangerous to ignore instincts P210 Klingon instincts scream that Kreel are not to be trusted. Heritage provides us with warnings. P210 over a century of aggression, back-biting, sniping, parasitic feeding off Klingon fortune and misfortune. Proof enough P211 after six days Enterprise reaches DQN 1196 P213 Worf talks with Kobry P213 Klingons have never been much for discussing innermost concerns P213gava has told Kobry that he and Worf have a great deal in common P213 Worf – Gava talks too much P213 Klingons do not forgive, nor forget, one of our prime motives is revenge. P213 Kobry – Revenge never ends, at some point it must give way to forgiveness P214 Worf - for Klingons lack of forgiveness goes hand in hand with need for revenge P214 revenge follows as night follows day P214 Worf feels he is unique P214 Worf had absorbed human art of ,living without taking revenge, attitude of moderation P215 Worf – compassion can get you a knife in the back P215 Kobry – anyone who turns their back on an enemy deserves what they get P217 Sklar waylays Deanna on her way to the party P217 – parties – too many opportunities for someone to slip a knife between your ribs P217 Sklar says he hasn’t been off his ship in some time P217 Sklar says he finds Deanna attractive, she makes him nervous P219 Kobry never assumes anything, particularly when it concerns albinos [Kobry involved with Curzon and Kang and Koloth and Kor and Albino] P220 names are very important to Klingons. highly honored always have titles like “Honorable” others who have distinguished themselves in battle or have reached extremely high rank are given the ultimate honor of not having their names spoken in direct address at all by other Klingons [an outgrown of Ford Hol ‘the one’ style?] P220 to speak name is to be familiar, certain power over them, equalizer. P221 emperor simply called emperor, name on record. P221 greatest punishment inflict on Klingon is to take name away completely. P222 Kobry – the Klingon race can be somewhat stolid at times P223 Klingons never look like they’re enjoying parties P223 Gava at party talking with Worf P223 Kobry topples over gagging at party P224 Worf picks up glass and notices poison reside on edge P224 Pulaski barrels in, shoves Gava aside P224 Klingons do not cry no matter what happens [also no tear ducts] P224 Pulaski announces Kobry dead P224 Gava leans against Worf, but he’s busy thinking P225 Tuttle, one of Worf’s security men P227 Tron starts fight with Kreel in 10 Forward after Kobry pronounced dead P227 Worf tries to form security squad but too late P227 Pulaski transports herself, Gava and Kobry to sickbay P227 Picard knocked over by flying Klingon P227 Worf jumped by two Kreel from behind P227 pain shot through him and enraged him P228 Picard takes control, shouts orders to Worf, round up everybody. P228 strip Klingons if you have to to get all concealed weapons P228 Worf goes off with 5 security men P230 Klingons and Kreel fight in engineering P230 Derl is an engineer, having studied enterprise layout P230 of one mind the two Klingons charge, howling at the top of their lungs and firing furiously P230 Klingons firing miniblasters, devastating P230 Worf leads security team into engineering, shoots Derl and other Klingon P231 Worf to wounded Kreel – IF you weren’t defenseless right now, you’d be dead P233 enterprise sensors track Klingons, screening out Worf’s personal biological profile P238 security teams like the portable force-shield generator Wesley created [from Naked Now], a favored tool when aliens running around shooting up the Enterprise P238 Security team Meyers and Boyajian, descendants of security team on Enterprise 1701-A P240 Tron has a throwing star hidden in his sash P240 dying Kreel, with throwing star embedded in his forehead, slams his forehead into Tron’s right eye P241 Tron picks up a phaser and stumbles for sickbay P214 while a single Kreel breaths Tron can not stop P242 Tron put poison in Kobry’s drink at the party when Kobry turned his back P242 Pulaski throws big piece of medical equipment at Tron P243 Tron crashes into Wesley “I’m ready to kill something, and you’re it.” P243 Worf kicks Tron in the chest. Slugs him in the face. Tosses Tron over his shoulder and heads for brig P244 Worf acts as Wesley’s bodyguard to get him to a cargo transporter Room C to rewire it P249 Worf and Kreel Aneel fight in transporter room, Wesley held hostage P252 his warrior blood sang to him P252 demand revenge for himself, his parents p253 Worf keeps dagger in sash p255 Worf on Aneel - He got ahead of himself p255 Worf, laudably accurate on transporters does intraship beaming p268 pills Kobry takes are anti-toxins p268 there are six particularly popular poisons in the Klingon Empire. One pill counters all of them p268 Tron used one of the other 137. P269 planet DQN 1196 disappears in rip in space and with it major reason for contention between Klingons and Kreel P270 Kobry says the Kreel do have grievances, should be listened to without having to throw a tantrum. He ill try to make things better for them P271 Tron, patched eye, with Kobry P271 Tron – You are destroying the Klingon empire and all that makes us strong P271 Kobry – You have no name. Screaming from holding cell. Commander of Kothulu will be dealt with too. P271 Gava stays with father, Worf says there is a place for her in Federation. P271 It is a small galaxy, our paths may cross again P271 Worf and Gava spend time together, Worf can always work three shifts tomorrow Potential baby index for Worf – Gava, daughter of Honorable Kobry Wo/We Wesley with Jaan Baat-Utuul-Bayn-Devin, male, beautiful, long-lived elf-life Selelvian The Child Hailing frequencies open Not the best way to meet your new captain – Worf’s comment on Pulaski being in 10 Forward when Picard first wants to meet her. Worf in meeting when Deanna announced pregnant, with Data, Riker, Picard and Pulaski Worf – obviously the pregnancy must be terminated, for the safety of the ship and crew The safest assumption is that the pregnancy is a belligerent attempt If the fetus is aborted, laboratory analysis is still possible Picard orders Worf to stand by at Deanna’s delivery with armed guards Looks over Deanna’s baby, Ian Andrew Troi – no words the entire time, then leaves Worf accepts responsibility to tuck Wesley in at night, when he wants to stay aboard after his mother left. Wo/We slash potential - DoH! Where Silence Has Lease Picard worried when Worf and Riker go fighting in holodeck program In holodeck program move around unarmed, separate, Worf move across open area to get glove weapon, Riker warns him of attacker from above. Worf with glove, Riker with pole take on various entities. Worf vs. Skeletor from Masters of the Universe. Picks up dropped ax, starts growling at Riker. Riker – the exercise is over!! At ease Lt.!! calms down and exits holodeck. Worf’s usual calisthenics program is more intense, usually done daily. Too personal to be shared. Worf prepares scanner probe for dark area. “It’s gone!” Recommend we go to yellow alert! Worf can’t explain, at first, why he wants yellow alert. His thoughts were of an old Klingon legend – a gigantic black space creature which was said to devour entire vessels. Sorry, Commander, I agree, these are hardly the thoughts of a trained and practical security officer. Recommend we fire photon torpedo – Picard demurs Riker with Worf on this one – lets be careful Fires torpedoes at ‘Romulan’ ship in void Reports sensor readings of Romulan and Yamato ship Riker takes Worf on away mission to Yamato Worf is acquainted with the Yamato, recommends transporting to aft section of bridge “When in doubt, surprise them.” Whoever ‘they ‘ may be, the tactic is sound End up separated on Yamato – Riker hears Worf yell, Worf hears Riker yell, they come to help each other, meet in hall Worf gets upset at confusing Escheresque bridge and Rikers Spouts Klingon while struggling to open door To himself “At ease. Lt. at ease.” Was the away team actually over there? Where were they? Nagilum takes control of Pulaski, spins her around, Worf goes after her protectively “Let me put up the shields, sir” Exchanges looks with Geordi when Nagilum speaks of killing about a third of the crew in an experiment to understand death In Meeting with Pulaski and other top brass In a battle for survival, 30 – 50 % casualties – [Pulaski interrupts] within acceptable limits. Worf stands in shock at aft rail when Nagilum causes right front ensign to experience death [it could have been Wesley!!] Elementary, Dear Data On aft bridge standing by Riker, Worf goes over to aft rail sensor panel when he notices odd surge of power. In meeting with others discussing hologram malfunction “I can lead a security team to sweep the holodeck and lead the doctor out.” Data believes this would put Pulaski at risk from Moriarty Worf in period costume [gloves!!] will be standing by to assist Captain if needed Surprised by Picard knocking out his top hat Reports status unchanged from holodeck control panel to Riker The Outrageous Okona Unidentified vessel approaching Moves between aft rail station and aft sensor station to report readings Reports armament lasers only Hailing frequencies open, controls communications audio on and off Worf recommends limited access to Enterprise for Captain Okona Riker – The unexpected is our normal routine Worf in transporter room as Okona comes aboard "Your weapons please” Okona – A Klingon chief of security? No wars available eh? Worf Takes weapons belt and puts hand out for Okona’s knife We have an unidentified at 12 mark 4 Sends out greetings, no response Captain, they are now locking lasers on us. Turns on viewer, opens channel for communications, mutes, opens, viewer, closes viewer, etc. Another class seven ship approaching “Another glob fly” – a Klingon fly, half the size of an earth mosquito, no sting, buzzing sound like - Worf sent to find Captain Okona Prowls through the decks, right to crewwoman’s quarters, where door opens automatically [Worf knows the way to the ship's slut - her door is always open] Okona takes challenging stance. Worf growls – “I’d like that, but I have my orders.” Worf introduces Thadiun Okona to Captain Picard Worf manages multiple image mode, full conference mode with Enterprise and Straleb and Altec ships Worf sees to guests in transporter. Transporter operator says they have to weapons. He takes them to deck 14 conference room. Picard thanks him and dismisses him. Data – “Take my Worf, please.” Power Hungry by Howard Weinstein P11 Worf volunteers info that Nuaran are among the most effective warriors in the galaxy. And the slimiest. Even the Ferengi won’t deal with them. In Worf’s assessment, two Nuaran interceptors do not pose much danger to Enterprise as long as the shields are full. Three Nuaran ships hurtled toward ht Enterprise, twisting and twirling in an intricate set of evasive course changes. Again they fired torpedoes, and this time Worf reacted with a precise phaser burst. The intruders tumbled away, desperately trying to avoid being hit. All three recovered and fled out of phaser range. P44 Geordi told Riker Worf was pretty good on the Klingon instrument, a chuS’ugh. P62 Geordi – A chuS’ugh, and don’t ask me if I’m pronouncing it right. Klingonese always sounds like somebody either gargling or getting strangled. Riker – I’ll tell Worf you said so. Geordi – He already knows. Riker – What does, Riker hesitated then came up with his best approximation of the instrument name, chuS’ugh translate as? Geordi – Heavy noise. Riker – And you’ve heard him play it? Geordi – Yes, sir. It doesn’t sound like anything I ever heard before. Riker and Geordi arrive at Worf’s cabin in time to hear a basso profundo bleat. Something like a forty-foot sheep jabbed with an electric prod. Riker looked horrified. Riker – You sure about this? Geordi – He’s just tuning up. Don’t worry. I told you, I’ve never heard anything like this instrument. Another blaaaaaat, slightly higher in pitch. Riker – Tuning up? Geordi – Don’t you want this combo to sound original? Riker – Sure, but I still want it to sound like jazz. Riker’s brow wrinkled doubtfully. Worf cradled his chuS’ugh in the crook of one arm. The instruments, which was made of dark, dull-finished wood, had a pear-shaped soundbox about two feet high. Its wide base rested on Worf’s thigh. At the tapered upper tip was a small air grate. A short bridge with four thick strings of coiled steel was set at an odd angle against the instrument’s midsection. In his other hand Worf gripped a stubby bow. To Riker, who had visited many different worlds and sampled numerous alien cultures, this was the strangest musical instrument he’s ever seen. He extended a tentative finger toward the strings. It’s tuned. Riker plucked the thinnest string, the thickest was nearly as big around as his little finger. A tone came out of the soundhole low on the instrument’s belly, pleasantly mellow, but that was overwhelmed a second later by a brassy dissonance howling from a grate at the top. Riker – What the hell was that? Worf almost smiled – Harmony. Worf doesn’t recognize ‘lay some sounds on me.’ With an incongruous flourish, Worf stretched his bowing arm, positioned the bow across the strings, and began sawing at them while pressing the strings with his other hand. Riker winced at the noise that came out, harsh, clashing, ponderous, and low enough to make the floor shake. Pick up the tempo, Geordi shouted. After about two minutes, which were among the longest in Riker’s life, Worf stopped. Worf has been playing since childhood. This very some instrument. Worf – I grew up among humans, my parents wanted me to learn about my own culture, too. They paid a lot of money for this chuS’ugh, then realized there was no one who could teach me to play it. They finally found a computer lesson program. Not as good as a live teacher. Geordi – He’s too modest, but he turned out to be a natural. Riker wanted nothing more than to make his escape. Hoping his feelings didn’t show in his eyes, he furiously tried to formulate an answer that wouldn’t offend the very large Klingon warrior who’d just bared the artistic corner of his soul, at Geordi’s urging. Riker – Well, it’s not what I expected. I don’t know what I expected. I’ve never heard Klingon music before. Geordi – Isn’t there a saying Close enough for jazz? Riker – Yes, there is. I’m just not sure this is close enough for jazz. I’m not underestimating your talent, Worf. What kind of piece was that anyway? A Klingon classic. Worf’s face remained impassive, but his eyes revealed a mix of disappointment, pride and hurt. Worf – You didn’t like it. Riker – To be honest, I’m not sure what to make of it. Geordi – Don’t worry, Worf. I like your music. Maybe we should work on your stage presence, y’know, a little chatter between songs. Worf – Humans wouldn’t know good music if it knocked them over. They’d rather listen to feeble imitations of mewling infants. He gently laid the instrument back in its molded case. P123 Worf, security team, and Pulaski beam down to Thiopa to locate unconscious Ambassador Frid Undrun from the Federation Aid and Assistance Ministry. P206 Worf – We should mount a rescue party for Riker on Thiopa. Picard – We could beam in to an unknown situation and lose Riker and the away team. But Worf’s bullheaded determination had already kicked in – Then send a recon team down first to survey the area. Picard – A better idea, Lt. P236 Worf – I believe it’s feasible to beam in there with a security team. Picard sternly – Need I remind you that these people have advanced weapons? Worf – I’m aware of that, sir, but we would have the element of surprise on our side. With phasers on stun, we would be able to initiate preemptive action if necessary. Picard – Beam in with phasers blazing, Mr. Worf? What would be the purpose of such a strategy? Worf – To secure the position, rescue the ambassador, and use the area as a base camp from which to continue the search for Commander Riker. Picard – Wouldn’t you say the sudden arrival of a large armed force verges on the confrontational, Mr. Worf? Yes, sir, came the reluctant answer. P242 Worf – Sir, as your security chief, I urge you to reconsider. If they’re lying, they could injure or kill you before we could beam you out of trouble. Picard – Mr. Worf, I evidently have greater confidence in your reflexes than you do. Data – Commander Riker would not permit you to beam down into a situation with so many unknowns. Data is acting as senior tactical officer in Riker’s absence, and is required to state his opinion. Picard – Keep your eye on my monitor channel, Lt. Worf. Should anything go awry, my fate is in your hands. P269 a strident braying comes from small recreation lounge. To Picard it sounded like a herd of bellowing beasts undergoing unspeakable torture. Riker knew what it was instantly. A second blast of noise virtually paralyzed them in the corridor. Worf, Geordi and Data sit on stools around a computer screen displaying what appeared to be musical notation. Each cradled his own Klingon chuS’ugh. Geordi – Isn’t that the most amazing sound? Geordi liked it so much he had the computer manufacture two more, identical to Worf’s. Geordi thought Data should learn more about music. Then he thought of a chuS’ugh combo, to battle Riker’s jazz combo. The Schizoid Man Worf at aft rail, handing communications, or lack thereof Informs Picard that woman and Dr. Ira Graves are only ones living on planet Gravesworld Picks up another signal, weak audio only, from ship needing assistance Worf, Data, Dr. Selar, Troi do near warp transport Riker instructs Worf phaser on stun, we don’t know what’s going on down there, no need to take any chances. Worf agrees. Worf informs Troi that momentarily being in wall is usual for near warp transporting Kareen Brianon asks Worf if he is a Romulan. He snarls back Hardly. Dr. Graves says Klingons and Romulans act much alike. Worf growls that he does not have to stand here and be insulted. Worf shadows Data in 10 Forward Riker teases Data about his memory loss; that he wrestled with a Klingon targ. Worf potential baby index - showing Kareen Brianon the difference between Klingons and Romulans Loud as a Whisper Deanna senses Worf feeling a certain confusion about this mission. He denies this. She insists – she has never known him to have such strong emotions, except when he is expecting to do battle. He is not expecting battle. He feels strongly about Riva. Riva negotiated several treaties between the Federation and the Klingons. “Before him, there was no Klingon word for “Peacemaker” “ makes Worf uneasy. [Klingon word for peacemaker is rIva ??] Picard, Worf and Troi beam down to Ramatis III Riva is deaf, three others convey his thoughts and feelings. Chorus Scholar/Artist. Warrior/Adonis. Harmony. Speak directly to Riva. Worf calls for seven to beam up, with Picard’s permission Worf escorts party to quarters Worf is reading localized very intense laser activity on planet Solais V Can get only one side up in communications, then other faction breaks in on communications Apologizes for the poor quality of the visual communications Riker orders Worf to prepare a security team, though Riva vetoes idea Worf and Riker beam down to Solais V with Riva and Chorus, phasers on stun. Site of famous Battle of Zambrano. Worf checks out site while Riker makes arrangements Worf notices one delegate getting itchy, protects Riva when talks break down Worf interested in sign language as useful technique, silent and covert Worf beams down with second party – Riva, Data, Deanna, Riker. Phasers on stun Unnatural Selection Worf at aft rail Opens hailing frequencies Reports no battle damage on silent Lantree We have to board her, Captain. Riker suggests trying to get control of ship’s systems to access Lantree’s systems In meeting listening to Lantree log Worf leaves meeting to initiate quarantine warnings on and around Lantree In another meeting Worf recommends against contact with Darwin Genetic Research station on Gagarin IV Worf not pleased about beaming child up Worf in sick bay for beam up Before transport is complete Worf sees subject is an adult and yells “A trick” Lt. Worf arms torpedoes to destroy Lantree A Matter of Honor Worf prowling aft section Hailing frequencies open Worf and Riker walk halls talking of Klingon things Neither Picard or Riker have ever heard of a Fed officer serving on Klingon vessel Klingon vessel Pagh in the area, SB 179 Having Worf on board Enterprise has been beneficial Riker wants to serve aboard Klingon vessel because it has never been done before Worf has studied and knows everything about his heritage One of the duties of first officer on Klingon ships is to assassinate his captain When and if captain becomes unable to perform, his honorable retirement should be assisted by first officer Second officer would assassinate first officer for same reason The Klingon system has operated successfully for centuries Young black man at Worf’s station when Worf is away Riker tries pipius claw, heart of targ, gagh Pulaski thinks Klingon beliefs rather brutal Picard we know so little about them, there really is so much to learn. He envies Riker Riker gets more food Worf gives Riker emergency transponder, security precaution Efficiency, not sentiment, to insure Riker returns to Enterprise Worf opens hailing frequencies, notes the Pagh answers with proper language Captain Kargan Thank you for your opinion but I will judge that for myself Ens. Mendon getting on Worf’s nerves, he is officer in charge O'Brien would be afraid if he were going to board Klingon ship “Ens. Mendon, you may impress me.” Riker guided though dark, misty corridors of Pagh by unnamed Klingon Unnamed Klingon has never seen a human before Unnamed Klingon was ordered to escort Riker to Captain Clanky bridge doors, spoke pole ladders Pagh equipped with best weapons, finest warriors. On peaceful mission, but ready to go into battle at any moment Lt. Klag, second officer, does not believe Riker’s profession of loyalty to the ship Riker takes that as a challenge to his authority, Klag shows teeth. Riker punches him in stomach, slams Klag head first into instrument panel “My oath is between Captain Kargan and myself. Your only concern is how you obey my orders” “I will take your orders.” Worf reports subatomic bacteria on Enterprise Mendon did an intensive scan of Pagh, and saw same there Worf promises to instruct Mendon on Enterprise etiquette Riker in mess hall – multiple small tables, men and women Riker familiar with bregit lung, and rokeg blood pie Klag gives him gagh Klag refers to “Nutritional choices” “Gagh is always best when served live.” Riker had been unaware of this Klingons breast feed There are no old warriors Riker is not very attractive, but Vekma will have him How does Riker endure the females, one or both?? Couple of Klingons play board game in mess hall [?] Klingons did not expect Riker to have sense of humor, Riker did not think to experience Klingons laughing There is much about us you do not know Our future is honor, our present is serving this ship Klingon #2’s mother is still alive, his father was killed in battle at Tranome Sar, between Klingons and Romulans Klag’s father was captured in battle of Tranome Sar by Romulans and not allowed to die. He eventually escaped. He made it back to their planet, waiting to die. He will fade of natural illness, die weak, useless, honorless. Klag will not see him A Klingon is his work, not his family Riker encourages Klag to reconcile with his father Pagh is on undesignated maneuvers in the Pheben system, difficult to find with information about subatomic bacteria Struts on bridge around captain’s chair Pagh has no way to repair subatomic bacteria damage Pagh has record of Enterprises’ intense scan, for two minutes, it could be a weapon Why is no longer important, what is important is our response to this attack Captain Kargan cloaks ship and intends to attack Enterprise Science officer to right of captain Kargan orders Klag to keep Riker under scrutiny It is the expectation of every officer to be ordered to die at any time Klag expresses his doubts about Riker’s guilt Kargan expects Klag might not be as strong as he used to be Not being a coward means one is intelligence Science officer reports locating Enterprise, on intercept course Kargan jumps to conclusion –Enterprise is following Pagh clearly to do battle Let them charge into their destruction Worf opens hailing frequencies to Pagh, but no response Science officer reports Enterprise moves Riker – Don’t be a fool Kargan is still Captain, Riker is still sworn to obey him. Gave me your oath Riker ordered to reveal surest way to destroy Enterprise Matter of honor and loyalty to your oath If your word is no good how can we ever trust Starfleet If you had told those secrets of the Enterprise, I would have labeled you a traitor and killed you where you stood You’ll die like a Klingon Tunneling neutrino beam will remove subatomic bacteria, Worf adds that information to hailing message Kargan does not believe them Enterprise goes to Red alert in suspicious circumstances Klag, standing over science officer’s shoulder Klingons will fire first Prepare to fire phasers and torpedoes simultaneously Science officer reports red alert status Kargan has distances called out, Riker will give order to fire Worf’s transponder beams Kargan off Klag calls out kilometers Riker takes over – relieves Kargan for acting in an irrational matter Riker has no honor - according to Kargan Worf stuns Kargan on Enterprise bridge as he is drawing his weapon Data runs over and disarms dazed Kargan Science officer questions Riker's order to decloak – we will be destroyed Kargan held on bridge between two security officers Captain Riker of Klingon vessel Pagh orders Enterprise to lower shields and surrender, which Picard does Klingons have difficulty believing Enterprise could be there to assist Kargan, back on board Pagh, Riker doesn’t want Kargan’s command. Kargan orders others back to their stations and slugs Riker Get him off my ship Klag hustles Riker to transporter room Pagh repaired. Worf and Picard go to meet Riker Riker learned when not to duck Worf and Riker in hall Worf glad his device worked Riker to Worf – You come form a very brave and unique people. Glad Worf is on Enterprise. Potential baby index for Riker - with at least two of the female crew of the IKV Pagh Brian Thompson, Klag, also played the unnamed helm officer on Lursa and B'Tor's bird of prey destroyed in Generations. How did Riker's chat with Klag lead him to that end? Vekma's crewwoman companion is named Zegov The Measure Of A Man Worf not seen first 20 minutes Worf at Data’s going away party, with Wesley, Pulaski, Riker, Troi Worf gives him The Dream of the Fire, by K'Ratak, a slim, hard bound book, in silver paper, which Data slowly and carefully unwraps, the last of his 5 presents “It was in the hands of the Klingons that the novel attained its full stature” Pulaski disagrees immediately with Worf on this point, and promises to discuss it with him later. Worf looks forward to this. Metamorphosis by Jean Lorrah P9 among Klingons, an unchallenged life is not worth living Pulaski, Worf and Geordi got into a heated debate over the book Data had given Worf, a copy of Moby Dick complete with 19 th century woodcut illustrations. Data knew the adventure/revenge format would appeal to the Klingon, and looked forward to discussing its literary merits with him. Data gave Worf the book in return for Worf’s present of a book for him. Worf reminds Wesley that it is time for him to go to bed. Worf stalked toward the boy, a low growl sounding in his throat. P40 Worf has never observed Data to misstep in a fight P160 Worf has to retest Data for standard Starfleet skills in Security Adin Dare works with Data in security moves, Attacking Data, Worf could probably have knocked him over, but even he might have injured himself. Dare always had a counter move to Data, who was sure Worf would too. P184 Goerdi assures Data – Worf’s not as tough as he pretends. He’ll growl a lot and talk about Klingon superiority, but if you show reasonable competency he’ll pass you. Geordi passes Worf’s checks, even though Worf takes great pleasure in wiping up the holodeck with Geordi before he grudgingly clears him for continued duty. He doesn’t expect of the regular crew what he demands of his security people. P187 the Samdian Sector, three planets, Dacket, Jokarn, Gellesen, before the Federation was even formed, the three planets had joined forces to fight off an attempted Klingon takeover. Left alone after that. Few cultures cared to test the combined strength of the Federation and the Klingon Empire. attack on unaligned Samdians might be taken as war of aggression on edges of allied Ked and Klingon space. P208 Security Chief Worf’s phaser scores are close to android Data’s Everyone knew Worf’s growl was worse than his bite when it came to non-Security personnel Worf would never betray his sense of honor by skipping to a degree of difficulty beyond Data’s ability to cope with. Worf countered easily and in seconds Data was pinned helplessly beneath Worf. Worf offered Data a hand up, no hint of a grudge in his voice. Worf was the Enterprise marksman champion, and could not miss a fixed target. would the moving targets reach beyond the range of human reflexes, what about Klingon reflexes? P233 there is a Klingon form of challenge in which the challenger lays a weapon down and backs away, daring the one he challenges to reach for it. P255 Worf would say that he will enter the black Fleet P274 the Klingons will honor the Prime Directive P311 the last major change in galactic history was the Federation-Klingon Alliance. The Elysian ‘gods’ show Data a future where Orions attack Federation outposts in an area patrolled by Klingon birds of prey. The Klingons, pleased to honorably dispense with peacekeeping, blasted the Orion ships out of space. Ever since the Klingon-Federation Alliance, the Orions had been waiting for an excuse to attack the heart of Klingon Territory. They were met by Starfleet. P369 card sharps don’t last very long if there are Klingons in the game The Dauphin At aft rail station, magnifying viewscreen, opening them hailing frequencies, cleaning ‘em up, too. “For some, security is more important than comfort.” Worf with Captain and Riker to greet Salia, leader of planet Daled IV Worf had the unenviable task of showing guests to their quarters, and dealing with guardian Anya’s lack of approval. He doubts if anything ever meets with her approval. “Do not be fooled by looks. The body is just a shell.” Wesley goes to Worf for dating advice on the bridge – Worf demonstrates Klingon yell used to lure a mate. The women roar, men do not. Then the women hurl heavy objects. And claw at the men. The man reads love poetry, and ducks a lot. Worf gets quite misty eyed discussing the procedures “Go to her door, and beg like a human.” Worf comes to door of Salia’s quarters to take governess on tour of the ship. Worf and governess in engineering discuss dilithium and deuterium with Geordi “Anya, please come with me.” In sickbay, Worf is alarmed at Anya’s order to kill the patient sick with Andronesian encephalitis. Anya morphs into hairy being taller than Worf, the effect is badly done and Worf has his hand at his phaser for far too long, drops phaser wrestling with being, security officers can’t fire because he’s too close with her. She morphs back to Anya older woman form, and Worf almost strikes her across the face, another too slowly done effect. Worf afterward a little startled. “What kind of creature is she?” 2 Security guards take Anya away, Worf instructs them to wait for him, he stays in sickbay to hear Pulaski's explanation of allasomorph. “Such a creature would make a perfect protector.” Picard instructs Worf to post security team outside sickbay Dumb dialogue of the day – “Captain, what if Anya transforms?” “Improvise.” [cool line of the day] Worf walks with Anya and two guards to door Anya – “You are the protector of this ship, are you not?” Worf is in charge of security There is no need for Anya to be concerned about Salia’s safety on this ship! “You have to trust me to protect her.” “My responsibility to the ship includes protecting Salia” Anya – “You know I’m stronger than you.” Worf – “I was unprepared.” Worf points out that she is confined to her room, when she tries to bait him. “I would have stopped you. If not me, someone else.” “We will see” if Worf can control Anya Back at aft rail, hailing frequencies, Data cleans up the interference this time Anya did escape from her quarters. Quarters surrounded by forcefield Worf receives audio signal from Daled IV Worf finds beam down co-ordinates encoded in carrier signal Worf goes to Anya’s door, “Forcefield off” verbal command. Anya goes to 3rd moon of Daled IV, Klavdia III, her former home Worf personally escorts Anya to transporter room 6 Sorry to see her leave, a worthy opponent. Complements her. Very much alike, at heart. Perhaps they will fight again, on the same side. That would be an honor Wesley was in love with a small furry critter Masks by John Vornholt P6 Fenton Lewis, age 46, born Alpha Centauri IV, Lewis Colony. Graduated Oxford University, was offered admittance to Starfleet Academy but declined in order to join a civilian trading mission to the Klingon Empire. freighter Nystrom Egbert crashed on wild Orestes VIII. P8 Ambassador Fenton Lewis turned to Worf and uttered something indecipherable in a language full of guttural growls and clicks. After his initial surprise, Worf responded in kind. The ambassador was merely saying that he was honored to meet Worf. P30 On diplomatic mission to Lorca, Worf was beginning to grant human ambassador Lewis a modicum of respect. Here was a man who was single-minded and fearless, like a warrior, not like the vast majority of human beings. Lewis marched straight into the unknown with a smile on his face, that was the kind of human a Klingon could understand. P52 no one, except possibly Worf, had gotten much sleep camping out. Picard, Worf and Lewis had slaved over a miserable pile of twigs, trying to get a fire started but failing. Worf talked to no one as they hiked, simply kept an eye on everyone. More than once Deanna saw him feel his pants pocket to make sure his phaser was still there. Whenever Deanna lagged behind, Worf gently hurried her along. Worf removed a small pouch of mircotools from his pack and began selecting those necessary for the delicate disassembly of his insignia badge. Worf suddenly twisted his neck to look toward the road. His nostrils flared as he warned – Someone comes. I smell them. P63 Worf drew himself up to his full height, put his hands on his hips and glared at the Lorcans – A Klingon is no one’s vassal. Picard – I hate to cheat, but if you see me point my sword straight up, stun her. Worf – With pleasure. Picard could be sure of Worf’s aim, so he moved closer to his foe. Worf wished the sword was in his hand, as well as the fate of the away team. Worf envisioned his own battle strategy against the more skilled opponent; he would use brute force, gladly absorbing a blow or two in order to smash his sword into her ludicrous mask. Worf maneuvered for a clear shot. The Klingon had wisely palmed his phaser, keeping it out of sight in his mammoth left hand. P99 Worf went to sleep on dry ground but almost slips into bog when undersea swamps road. No building was over one story high, and the village reminded Worf of a farm on Khitomer, with the huts looking like grain silos and mounds of grain. P126 Worf looked at his brave little steed with sympathy and concern. They were riding the animals to exhaustion. Worf massaged his aching haunches and did a few deep knee bends. He is more accustomed to riding horse than the short ponies. P190 Worf stood back to back with Picard in a typical Klingon battle position P235 Worf – As you humans say, they are selling him down the river. P243 A phaser blast sheared off some branches. It was probably that hot-headed Klingon trying to flush Lewis out. P256 Worf’s evaluation of the Ferengi red ball anti-phaser field – their defense our weapons is complete. To attack them, we would have to either disable the antiphaser field or use local Lorcan weapons. We could, of course, ambush them on the trail. P263 Worf clumsily placed a communicator inside Cold Angel’s shirt Worf – May this assist you in your victory. Cold Angel – With a face like yours, Worf, wouldn’t you rather stay here, where you can wear a mask? Worf – No. I prefer to return to the Enterprise, where I only have unmasked humans to compete against in beauty. Worf takes Riker’s Forest Mask back to Enterprise, a souvenir of battle. Contagion Worf at aft rail Reports sensor reading – only Enterprise and Yamato in Romulan neutral zone Opens hailing frequencies Worf reports energy build up in Yamato engineering section, and magnetic seals decaying just before Yamato blows up Worf reports another vessel coming in range – a Romulan No response to hails, all Romulan weapons activated Worf is of the opinion that the Romulans were responsible for destruction of the Yamato, even though his scans were inconclusive Worf speculates perhaps the Romulans have overcome problem of not being able to fire while cloaked Worf warns Picard’s would put Enterprise substantially close to Romulan edge of Neutral Zone by going to Iconian planet Iconian transport system similar to planet Voyager came upon in Delta Quad Worf reports, from aft rail, that all cities on Iconia destroyed, by large scale orbital bombardment Worf reports energy source in mountains of smaller continent Worf reports projectile launched from Iconia – a probe Worf has tractor beam ready to capture probe as Picard wants Targets phasers instead when Geordi comes barreling out of turbo lift “Phasers locked on target” probe destroyed Worf with Picard and Data on risky beam down to Iconia Women mans Worf’s station in his absence, reports Romulan attempt to fire, deals with weapons and communications for Riker Worf and away team explore Iconian automated control center Worf continually tries to establish communications with Enterprise “I would not like to become a permanent resident of this planet” Worf walks around while Data and Picard figure out language Worf speculates that Iconia gateway could be just a holographic image Iconian gateway very similar to Guardian Worf takes things from a military perspective – probe was hostile, and Iconians used gateway to attack, and Iconians were conquerors Picard points out that victors write the history, and people who destroyed Iconia needed to justify it by making Iconians bad Worf runs over to catch Data when he’s zapped by control panel Worf points out that without Data they can not hope to understand Worf points out the reappearance of the Enterprise as the destination through the gateway. He knows that the last one was about 4 minutes ago. Some kind of internal clock Picard orders Worf to destroy tricorder to limit Iconian technology Picard depends on Worf to get Data back to Enterprise, he may be their only hope Worf lifts Data over his shoulder, last long look at Picard, goes though to Enterprise bridge Rushes Data to Geordi and Engineering to save the ship The Royale A passing Klingon cruiser reported finding fragment of strange vessel in upper atmosphere of planet Theta 116, according to Encyclopedia Enterprise diverted to investigate Worf at aft rail station Debris in an elliptical orbit, Klingons think they saw something Riker, Worf and Data part of minimal away team to investigate site on Theta 116 Worf asks desk clerk what is this place and how did a being like you get here - My personal life is none of your business, thank you I call this planet Earth, what do you call it - “We call it Theta Eight” Except in the Encyclopedia Worf goes though revolving door not looking where he is going! Looking down. Riker and Data try to speak to people in casino to find way out, Worf pulls slot machine away from wall and probes for weakness in wall “Permission to use phasers, Sir.” Yields no effect Worf tries the phasers on all surfaces, with no effect “Perhaps those turbolifts could take us there.” Worf on elevators “seems to be malfunctioning” when doors don’t open automatically. Data figures out the button “What a terrible way to die” Worf on dying in sleep Worf takes phaser and opens door, in first Riker pulls sheet away from corpse, investigates room, finds antique space suit, same age as debris Worf looks through drawer, next, finds “Some curiosities” book, diary Ritchey contemporary of Shawn Geoffrey Christopher “It was a dark and stormy night. . . .” is how Hotel Royal begins Phone rings, Worf goes over to look at it, pick it up, holds it incorrectly “There is a female voice asking if we want room service” “No” Worf looked around but found nothing Worf starts to pull his phaser when novel characters go to fight it out. Riker says don’t interfere, all part of the last chapter of the novel Worf looks alarmed at older man goosing young Vanessa’s posterior Worf watches Data play craps with stern expression, arms crossed over chest [pre Quark days] Time Squared Worf with Data, Geordi and Pulaski to Riker's for Owon omelet dinner It is Worf's understanding that in most human families the woman shares in the cooking. Worf unaware that Riker's mother died when he was very young Worf snarls at first bite, then shovels it in. "Delicious." Others don't like it at all Everyone goes to bridge at Picard's call Sensors indicate one humanoid lifesign on isolated shuttle. Worf from aft rail "Communications not possible, sir. The shuttle is without power." Worf activates viewscreen, magnifies. Data handles tractor beam from left station Riker and Worf go to investigate shuttlecraft, 05, El Baz, from the future with injured Picard inside Riker and Worf go to bridge Riker orders Worf to have scanners at maximum range Worf in meeting with Picard, Riker, Geordi, Troi for playing of shuttle log showing destruction of Enterprise Worf doesn't understand how Picard would end up out in a shuttle while Enterprise is destroyed "The last thing you would do would be to leave the bridge of the Enterprise during an emergency" Worf mentions the theory of the mobius - a twist in the fabric of space where time becomes a loop, from which there is no escape. Worf not happy at Picard's talk of surviving end of Enterprise Worf reports energy vortex just opened beneath us Worf collects reports from all decks - no damage or injuries after trying to escape vortex Worf launches class one probe Riker orders Worf to arm the photons after Picard is zapped, focus of vortex Picard considers leaving Enterprise to direct vortex's interest away from Enterprise Picard decides to go hurtling toward center of vortex Worf collects reports form all decks again - no damage, no casualties The Icarus Factor Worf at aft rail Riker has been promoted to Captain, Worf watching him, walk to turbolift from aft rail Worf walking halls, Wesley comes bubbling up to him chattering about Riker's promotion, Riker's father coming aboard. Wesley - Can you imagine if it was your father Worf - I never knew my father Wesley - and Wesley didn't have a father long enough to know him Worf - it is a waste of time to think of such things! Worf turns on the boy rather sharply. Wesley - Everybody needs somebody Worf - ENOUGH!! Turns and shouts at him in hallway. Poor Wesley Wesley cries on Geordie's shoulder- "He's really eccentric at times" Maybe Worf's just upset at loosing Commander Riker to another assignment Wesley - something else, something is really bothering him ?Wesley knows Worf stands at window of 10 Forward, looking at stars Data and Geordi don't see what Wesley is talking about with Worf Data goes over to relieve his loneliness though socialization "With all due respect, BE GONE, sir." Worf comes to Riker's cabin May I have a moment, sir It is very difficult to say. Words are not always easy for me. You do not have good feelings for your father? You plan to leave the Enterprise. I would like to join you. It could be dangerous. There may be the potential for combat. To die a true hero's death. Worf to Riker - I know you will do the right thing. Wesley bustles in to engineering to Data and Geordi He as figured out Worf's problem by accessing the complete Klingon cultural database - [this is it the same one Wesley used] It is the tenth anniversary of his age of Ascension The Klingon age of Ascension, a Klingon ritual of great significance. A rite of initiation Marking a new level of Klingon spiritual attainment Anniversary is a day of celebration and ritual spent with fellow Klingons Worf doesn't have any Klingon friends Worf is feeling culturally and socially isolated Data suggests holographic ceremony simulation Klingon database said Klingon’s family must attend Geordi - just wondering what kind of party the Klingons had in mind O’Brien should have been up on the Klingon party thing later on Road to Kalhaya - pain, pain, pain Klingon cultural database was very specific on the setting - Wesley has checked it out Some 'unusual' test of inner strength involved Data - that would entail the use of Klingon pain sticks Geordi - sounds lovely, has never hear of pain sticks before Data - enduring physical suffering is considered a Klingon spiritual test Geordi - in order for Worf to celebrate the anniversary of his Ascension he has to be hurt, and we have to witness this Data - we are his family Wesley chats up O'Brien in engineering to attend a little party for Worf at oh 17 hundred hours. It's a surprise Computer makes Klingon Rite of Ascension chamber - long, narrow, walls with panels of lettering, glow red. Two raised platforms of either side of lower walkway for initiate. Klingon symbol at end of hall Data, Geordi, Wesley, Pulaski, O'Brien "Want to get Worf through his problems" The Klingon figure have been especially programmed for this rite O'Brien knows what a Klingon pain stick looks like - from his experiences with Rectyne monopod I do not enjoy riddles, Counselor - Deanna has task of getting Worf to holodeck I am in no mood for trifling or games It as a secret known only to Klingons, and certain resourceful young ensigns This is truly trying my patience, Counselor Deanna doesn't go in Worf enters holodeck, to see two rows of 4 warriors each on raised platform, and friends gathered at far end An Ascension ceremony Happy anniversary Worf I am ready Worf speaks Klingon - today I am a warrior. I must show you my heart. I travel the river of blood. First pair jab him twice The true test of Klingon strength is to admit one's most profound feelings while under extreme duress - Data explains Worf moves on a few steps and spouts Klingon Second pair jab The battle is mine. I ?? drink/leave Only the blood of the enemy. Worf spouts brief Klingon Third pair jab The bile of the vanquished flows over my hands Worf spouts Klingon Final pair jab Worf twice Worf collapses at end of pathway Thank you Pulaski comes to Deanna at window, Worf is very happy Klingon culture is not to Pulaski's taste - she considers Klingon culture full of barbaric display. Worf on bridge, at aft rail station Reports repair specialists have left the ship Riker decides not to take his own command Tholia a hot planet, possible hive-mind culture Pen Pals Worf at aft rail investigating geological instability “Is there any indication that this is the work of an unknown intelligence?” Picard’s holodeck riding experience; gets asked for his preferred mount “Klingon sark?” Data and Worf at sensor panel, Data is making a mess. Data scanning for obscure signals. Worf trips over piece of equipment on the floor. Data gets up and leaves suddenly, Worf looks after him, doesn’t say anything “There are no options. The Prime Directive is not a matter of degrees. It is an absolute.” The people threatened on Drema IV will have to die because they can’t be interfered with. Pulaski calls Worf’s interpretation callous, and even a little cowardly. Picard steps in, that is not what the Lt. meant. Data’s friend is going to die, that means something. “To Data.” Worf points out. Pulaski asks if that invalidates the emotion “She can not ask for help from someone she does not know.” Picard and Worf against interfering, but Picard can not turn his back Worf directs modifications of probes with officer Hildebrandt to destroy quake causing dilithium crystals Worf glowering over aft rail while Picard paces while Data goes to planet Worf counts down to torpedo launch Q Who? Worf at aft rail when Guinan calls asking if anything unusual is happening. Looks down to rail and shakes head no for Riker to answer her. Worf announces there is a shuttle missing from bay two when Picard is not on the ship. Hails it on all frequencies for with no response. Worf sets sensors on maximum scan for search pattern. Worf’s status board reports shuttlecraft back in bay two. Riker and Worf go to 10 Forward and find Picard and Q. Q – Microbrain, growl for me, let me know you still care. Worf steps forward, Picard calls him off, Dismisses him from 10 Forward. Worf reports 6th planet class-M. all machine elements scooped up by some great force. We are being probed by ship on intercept course. Worf takes ship to yellow alert per Picard, but keeps shields down per Riker Worf detects no shields, no weapons of any known design. Opens hailing frequencies. No response. Worf raises shields per Picard Worf and Picard come when Geordi needs Security in Main Engineering for Borg intruder. Worf orders Ensign forward, fires his own phaser to no effect. Picard – Mr. Worf use whatever means necessary to neutralize the invader. Knocks one out. Worf patches through Borg hail. Borg have locked on to us with some kind of tractor beam, draining shields. Phasers fire at tractor beam source, they still have us. The type of laser beam is slicing into the saucer section. Picard authorizes any force necessary, again Mr. Worf. Damage report – three sections of three decks, 18 missing. Alien ship has 20 per cent damage, minimal life support. Worf compiles casualty list Riker selects Worf and Data for away team. Reports No lifesign readings before they go over. Weapons out when they find Borg around. Worf and Riker in Borg nursery Torpedoes armed, no effect. Borg still gaining. Borg fire shield draining weapon at Enterprise, another hit and we will be defenseless. Borg ship no damaged by photon torpedoes. We have lost shields again. Reestablish tractor beam. Worf locks on photon torpedoes at suicide range with relish in his voice. Samaritan Snare Worf at aft rail. Receives mayday on all frequencies from Pakled ship in Rhomboid Dronegar Sector, unidentified ship, distress, no details. Worf has ship on target path. Deploy shields, sir? Riker says no. Worf questions sending Chief Engineer over, why not just send information. We do not know anything about them. We need more information. What about weapons. Riker assures Worf we have them out manned and outgunned. Deanna doesn’t think it’s a good idea either. Worf takes a moment to report viewer transmission terminated and blocked. Shields up, phasers ready. Worf suggest photon torpedo, but it could jeopardize Geordi on Pakled ship. Worf in meeting Geordi has already been hit by multiple phaser stuns, Security team stands ready to take the initiative. Force it must be, as giving Pakleds computer access is complete breach of Starfleet security Worf participates in ruse – any Class 5 weapons information Geordi shares will be treason, he will die without honor. He will never attain the 24 th level of awareness. 24 is the gateway to heroic salvation. Worf receives emergency summons from Starbase 515 – Captain Picard is close to death. Requests Enterprise go to Starbase at warp 9. Picard’s incident at Farspace Starbase Earhart, just after graduating Academy, was before Klingons joined the Federation. Worf does not clap with others when Picard steps on bridge. Wo/We - Wesley goes for exam, results permit him to continue studies on Enterprise. Up The Long Ladder Worf growling at aft rail. Worf just collapses at station. Dr. Pulaski Klingons do not faint. Worf’s blood pressure dropped dramatically, his blood glucose level dropped, there was deficient blood flow resulting from circulator failure, Doctor, there is no need to insult me. Pulaski is worried, Klingons don’t faint. Klingons don’t give in to illness. Worf has rop’ngor. A childhood ailment. A humiliation for a warrior to find himself in such a situation. Pulaski covers for Worf with Picard by saying he was fasting Worf is in her debt. He walks out. Worf returns with dark tray of dark metallic tea ceremony things. Two cups, larger vessel with liquid, branch with white flower blossoms on platter, He wishes to thank her for protecting his – his secret is safe with her. Pulaski recognizes it without Worf saying anything. She is honored, no one has ever performed the Klingon Tea Ceremony for her. Standing over tray on table, branch toward her, She breaks small nodules off branch and into larger vessel, blossoms into cups. Worf questions that she knows the ceremony. She understands the externals, but not the mysteries, she is not a Klingon. The tea is deadly to humans, and none too good from Klingons. A test of bravery, ability to look at face of mortality, death is an experience best shared, like the tea. Worf pours dark liquid into cups. Worf is a romantic. It is among the Klingons that love poetry achieves its fullest flower. Pulaski takes an antidote to share the ceremony fully with Worf. If we’re going to share, lets share! Warm cup between hands, Drink with both hands holding small cups, fingers extended. Eyes closed. Now, quote me a little of that poetry. Worf back on duty – shields at maximum, hailing on all frequencies. No artificial power source on planet. Evacuation will be difficult. Worf comes with Picard to transporter, With Worf around, Security is not much of a problem. Worf contains fire in cargo hold where colonists try to cook dinner. Worf comments that Brenna O’Dell is very much like a Klingon woman. Verbose, practical, and bossy. Danilo O’Dell calls on Worf to find out how to start a fire to brew potene without fire alarms going off. Worf informs him he can get real liquor with all the deleterious effects, from the replicator. Worf orders beaker of chech’tluth, which pleases O’Dell, but not his daughter. As for Worf, why did he tell them they could get more than potatoes out of the magic wall? Madam, have you ever considered a career in security? Worf and Pulaski on away team with Riker to Mariposa colony. Potential baby index – Worf and Pulaski! Riker and Brenna O’Dell. Worf and Brenna O’Dell. Manhunt Worf in transporter for Antedean dignitary beam in, to provide security. What a handsome race. Worf stands with Picard when he reminds crew that Lwaxana Troi must be treated with respect as an Ambassador. Worf and Wesley regard frozen Antedeans in transporter room – Worf - even in this state they posses a certain dignity, graceful continence Wesley – if you say so, Lt. Worf draws himself up – I see, is this how Wesley felt when he first saw Worf? Wesley – maybe at first a little. Now that Wesley has seen more Klingons, he thinks Worf is handsome, for a Klingon. That didn’t quite come out the way Wesley meant. Mr. Homn brings Lwaxana to transporter room, to the next candidates for her in her Phase. Wesley answers Lwaxana’s question, Worf just stands there. Lwaxana finds Worf more to her liking, his thoughts are primal, savage, Worf – I am not a man. Pity Lwaxana has grown accustomed to humans, Worf would have made a fine choice Worf doesn’t answer Wesley’s question about what that was all about Worf brings vermicula to Antedeans, revived in sickbay Lwaxana reveals the Antedeans are assassins, Worf takes them to level 5, hold them for questioning, disarm them of their Ultritium explosives Wo/We potential. Also Pulaski potential The Emissary Worf in poker game, with Data, LaForge, Pulaski, Riker. His pile is a lot bigger than anybody else’s. Worf - Talk or play, not both. Pulaski to Worf after others fold – looks like it’s just us, handsome. Worf, the ice man, has three aces two queens to Pulaski’s straight. Wins again. Pulaski – you took my last chip, the least you could do is smile. Geordi – that would break his concentration Class eleven signal from Starfleet command breaks up the game Klingons never bluff. Worf opens with 50 Worf takes over aft rail station from black male. Starfleet command is hailing. K’Ehleyr, Federation special emissary, comes from Starbase 153 in class 8 probe at warp 9. No starships available. Dignitaries usually don’t travel in probes. Adm. Gromek reminds Picard to cooperate fully with envoy. Starfleet feels this is top security matter. Time is of the essence, saves 6 hours. Worf directs recovery of probe. K’Ehleyr in probe with face mask. Readings are quite interesting. I greet you, I am K’Ehleyr. Riker greets her in Klingon Klingons are not supposed to mind hardship K’Ehleyr - Half Klingon, father Klingon, mother human. Silvery pant suit. Beads in dark hair Worf in meeting when K’Ehleyr enters. Introduced to all K’Ehleyr - Worf, so this is where you’ve been hiding. I told you we’d meet again. Aren’t you going to greet me? Worf - I have nothing to say to you K’Ehleyr - Hasn’t changed a bit. Well I missed you, too. Worf uncomfortable K’Ehleyr - Two days ago Starbase 336 received automated signal from Klingon ship T'Ong, sent out over 75 years ago, when Fed and Klingons still at war. Message directed to Klingon high command, said only ship was retuning home and was about to reach awakening point. We will have a ship full of Klingons who think the war is still going on. Klingon ship, the P’Rang is on its way, but two days behind, maybe too late. Nice ripe targets in many colonies nearby. Klingons of that era were raised to despise humans. K’Ehleyr does not believe there is any chance they will be able to convince Klingons Federation is now an ally. Talking will be a waste of time. She’ll try diplomacy, but I promise you it won’t work. You’ll have to destroy them Picard demands options K’Ehleyr – Captain theses Klingons are killers, you’ll have no choice. Picard assigns Worf to assist K’Ehleyr. Worf distracted, with fingers on upper lip. Worf suggests Riker or Data would better serve special emissary K’Ehleyr. There are personal reasons he doesn’t want the assignment, but no professional ones, so he withdraws his request. Deanna shows K’Ehleyr to quarters. Deanna not aware humans and Klingons compatible, with a fair amount of help. K’Ehleyr's parents needed a lot of help. Felt Trapped between cultures. K’Ehleyr thinks she got the worse of each – mother’s sense of humor has got her into plenty of trouble. She keeps her Klingon part under tight control. It is like terrible temper, not something she wants people to see. Sometimes feels there is a monster inside her fighting to get out, terrifying even to her. Troi points out it gives her strength, is a part of her, K’Ehleyr says that doesn’t mean she has to like it. Worf at work station. K’Ehleyr in red jumpsuit with silver designs on forearms, silver buckle K’Ehleyr – sorry I’m late, I had to make myself beautiful Worf – I fail to see why K’Ehleyr – Worf, we’re alone, you don’t have to act like Klingon glacier. I don’t bite, well that’s wrong, I do bite. You weren’t this aloof six years ago. Or don’t you remember? Worf – there is nothing wrong with my memory K’Ehleyr – well there’s something wrong with the rest of you, you’re not even looking at me. Worf - I am familiar with your appearance K’Ehleyr – and it gives you no pleasure to see men again? It isn’t as if we tried it and it didn’t work. You never gave it a chance Worf - I never – K’Ehleyr -I mean as I see it, we have unfinished business Worf -Not as far as I’m concerned Worf considers their business finished K’Temoc, captain of the T’Ong. Nothing on mission. Probably some secret military objective, why else would there be no record of the mission? The records could have simply been lost K’Ehleyr wants to focus on the present, the possible treat Worf wants more information, knowing their mission might help us understand them K’Ehleyr – there is nothing to understand. They’re Klingon, they’ll attack. In their minds we’re the enemy, no way to talk them out of that Worf – there are always options, experience on Enterprise has taught him most problems have more than one solution K’Ehleyr – what happened to that wonderful Klingon fatalism of yours? She finds Worf as stubborn as always. K’Eheyr goes for formal diplomatic language – meeting adjourned. K’Ehleyr holds her rage in with fists clenched at sides, smashes glass table top. K'Ehleyr doesn't want any counseling from Troi Troi mentions that she finds the exercise programs rigorous enough to take her mind off most frustrations That'll keep K'Ehleyr from wrecking the ship Worf feels it is necessary to run full diagnostic on all backup tactical equipment Considering the unknown elements we are about to face Picard orders Worf to relax I am relaxed! Picard has never seen Worf so unsettled Riker - the iceman is finally melting K’Ehleyr changes to stripped and leather body suit Calisthenics program of Lt. Worf – picks up leather glove, battles feathered creature, then Skullface, Worf comes to holodeck doors, sees what program is in use Worf watches K’Ehleyr battle caterpillar guy to the ground. She pants over him, then stands up ready to battle the next opponent, Worf who has approached. She calms herself. It’s not much of a program, coolly. Worf picks up two swords with serrated edges. Level Two. K’Ehleyr downs Skullface, then feather guy. Worf battles caterpillar man, then slices Skullface in half diagonally. K’Ehleyr still hot for battle turns on Worf again. He disarms her, throws her into a pole. He pauses and she walks over. Worf grabs her wrist, brings it up to smell open palm. He closes his fingers over hers, digging her fingernails in to draw blood K’Ehleyr smells Worf’s lower arm to open palm. K'Ehleyr bleeds red They sniff around each other’s face and neck, growling. Some calisthenics programs are better than others You can still make jokes? K’Ehleyr – Worf, you’re the perfect Klingon, the ultimate minimalist. Worf has noted that some people use humor as a shield. Don’t have the words, or don’t want to say them K’Ehleyr - Why didn’t we do this six years ago? Worf considers they were not ready, too young, too unaware, lacked commitment. K’Ehleyr protests that she was ready, but admits to possible lack of courage. Worf ready now, stands up and says tlhIngon jIH to the sky We are mated, now we must solemnize our union with the oath. K’Ehleyr hesitant. I am not going to become your wife. Marrying Worf is our of the question for a million reasons. She already is Worf’s wife Don’t give me that Klingon nonsense, absurd traditions. You would dishonor our sacred traditions? It was glorious and wonderful, but it doesn’t mean anything [considering they’re both still fully dressed without a rip or tear, every hair in place, not even a drop of sweat -] Worf – that is a human attitude Bond for life, it is our way K’Ehleyr - Your way, not my way Worf repeats his tlhIngon jIH K’Ehleyr – I will not take the oath Worf – than this night had no meaning, and that is something Worf will not believe. K’Ehleyr walks out Back in the lab – Dark haired white guy at Worf's station while he's on special assignment with K'Ehleyr. Worf brings Data, afraid to be alone with me? Honor demanded that they take the oath, K’Ehleyr thinking about oath taking consequences to careers and lives. Is honor all you care about? Don’t you feel anything else? Worf has no comment Possibility 1 – override cryogenic controls and keep crew asleep Possibility 2 – already revived, realize they’re in Fed territory, attack nearest outpost Klingons of that era doing research for its own sake? Whatever the mission was, they’ll attack. Disable the ship and K’temoc will destroy it himself Klingons do not surrender K’temoc awakens, keeps ship’s propulsion inactive, to lure Enterprise in for a shot, cloaks. Ship fires two slightly green bolts from mid point of wings Old shields weren’t particularly effective at blocking gamma ray output. Geordi can tune sensors K’Ehleyr – Captain, let them die like Klingons, in battle. They deserve that much. Worf has another option Picard - lets give them the chance to look their enemy in the face K’temoc and two crewmen standing on either side in red lit bridge, with foreheads Worf in captain’s chair, K’Ehleyr to right. Battle gear for both, Worf in robe, not wearing his own sash What treachery is this? By whose authority? K’temoc has standing orders to fire on all Federation ships I have no proof of that. Trust your eyes, or is your brain still stuck in its long slumber How can I be sure this is not a Fed trick? Die in ignorance, I can waste no more time on you You dare not destroy us, we are on a crucial mission for the Klingon High Command. I yield command of the T’Ong to you Long live the Klingon Empire Commander K’Ehleyr will board your vessel and take command. P’Rang will soon arrive and escort you home Picard complements Worf – a very fine first command. Comfortable chair Worf relieves O’Brien to beam K’Ehleyr over. P’Rang coming in three days. In the meantime K’Ehleyr will begin the assimilation of the crew to our era K’Ehleyr was tempted to take the oath, her strong feelings scared her. Worf has strong feelings too, not just a point of honor Clasp hands at face level, fingers intertwined Worf – I will not be complete without you Went their separate ways before, and again now SNW VII Future Shock by John Coffren Morgan Bateson and Bozeman crew refresher course at Academy. Recognized Klingon ship and fired photon torpedoes at it, not thinking allies now. Captain K’Temoc called Bateson. April 20, 2368. He commanded a sleeper whose mission entailed delivering a payload of Klingon warriors into the future to reignite the Fed/Klingon war. K’Temoc emerged from his deep sleep to discover not a raging battle but a lasting peace. The conflict-free era became unbearable and his own kind intolerable. The once proud warrior race had grown weak and soft in his absence. He had made plans for his Mau-to’Vor ceremony as a means of escape when civil war broke out on Qo’noS. he admitted that he much referred killing humans but would not flinch at an opportunity to kill Klingons. The lesson he learned, and gave to Bateson, was that nothing lasts forever and like a field of grain gone fallow, peace endures until seeds of war are planted and the deadly harvest reaped. K’Temoc encouraged Bateson to be of good cheer. There was still a chance that our governments would have a falling out and we could resume our former hostilities 2369 Rigelian fever believed extinct. High concentrates of ryetalyn in blood of Bozeman crew produce antidote for small colony A Call to Darkness by Michael Jan Friedman P5 one of Worf’s security people came out of the turbolift, there was a brief sotto voice discussion with Worf, then the man exited again. The exchange aroused Picard’s curiosity. Then he realized what had just happened. That security officer had been Worf’s replacement. The Klingon’s shift was over and yet he had refused to abdicate his position on the bridge. It was a breach of regulations, no matter how small or well-intentioned. As Picard approached Worf glanced at him and looked away again. Surreptitious behavior, observed the captain. He knows that I know. With obvious reluctance the Klingon tore himself away from his place at one of the scanner monitors. Picard sat down and watched his security chief take a seat on the other side of his desk. The Klingon didn’t seem comfortable, and not just because the chair was a bit too small for him. Picard – I thought we had been through this already. Months ago. Worf scowled, held his head up with what would have appeared to be defiance in a human. – Aye sir, was all he said Worf shrugged his broad shoulders, eliciting a tiny klink from the metal band he wore across his chest. It seemed the best course of action at the time. Picard – Is there anything else Worf- There is Picard – Elaborate. Picard instructed, having had the experience of having questioned his Klingon officer before, it was a laborious process, to say the least. Worf- you are the reason I acted as I did, sir. It is apparent that this mission means a great deal to you. So I took it upon myself to become more personally involved. It was perhaps the longest speech Picard had ever heard him make. And it surprised him. That his judgement could have been so far off. Picard – Have you shared this perception with others? Worf nodded, a short quick movement of his oversize head –It was LaForge who pointed it out to me, though I had already come to my own conclusion. Also Mr. Crusher, Commander Riker and counselor Troi, I believe, though she would not comment on the matter. Worf went on to list the others who think Picard is agitated over the outcome of this mission. The cause is unknown, except of course, to you, sir. Understood, said Worf. Was that a note of petulance in his voice? After all, Klingons hated to be lectured. The expression that took shape on Worf’s face was a new one to Picard. It seemed to partake of surprise and shame and a desire to escape. The Klingon’s temples worked savagely as he tried to fashion an answer, one he could live with. P25 Lt. Worf, just Worf, no compilation of wasteful syllables as was the custom among humans, set his teeth against the pain. It was terrible, excruciating. Life a flame that ate at him from within. At the corner of his mouth, a muscle twitched. With an effort, he forced it to stop. After his unceremonious departure from Picard’s office, Worf had needed to burn off his frustration. It had never been easy for him to live among humans, to practice discipline, to observe the rules. Always, it seemed, there were rules, coming at him from every direction. In this case the rules had proven particularly onerous. He had acted out of loyalty and he had been publicly shamed for it. No doubt the captain believed he was practicing diplomacy. But then, really, Picard understood the Klingon mind and soul no better than anyone else. Worf went to the gym. He noted he was no longer the only one off the bridge, but it didn’t serve to quench his fury any. Only the rigors of battle could do that. P26 the eurakoi he held in front at arm’s length, shoulder level, weighed slightly more than 13 pounds each. Humpbacked shape, grisly carvings that depicted the violence of Klingons earliest beginnings. They were made of dull, dark, non-reflective shrogh. A metal as common in the Klingon Empire as it was rare in the Fed territories. Shrogh was a fairly useless metal, difficult to alloy and too heavy to be helpful in construction of space vessels. It was only mined at all to be employed in the manufacture of eurakoi. Exercise in endurance of pain, holding eurakoi out in front for 45 minutes. Worf had discovered this pair in a pawnshop on Starbase 13. At the time he had mixed emotions about them. There had been an eagerness to rescue the eurakoi from their ignominious fate as curiosities in the shop window. To put them back in the hands of a Klingon, where they belonged .but there had also been a feeling that the things were not his, could never be his. A Klingon was given the eurakoi by his mother’s eldest brother, that was the tradition. Any other way of obtaining them was considered tainted. Not necessarily wrong, but not quite right. In Worf’s case, there had been no possibility of receiving the eurakoi in the prescribed manner. His immediate family was dead; he barely remembered them. Having been raised by humans on a Fed world, he had never even heard of eurakoi until they turned up in a cultural tape at Starfleet Academy. For Worf the use of the eurakoi had greater meaning than for others. It was not only his strength he put to the test, his ability to deny gravity its rightful prize; it was also the degree to which the Klingon in him had survived. He knew now that they had become a symbol for him then, of the extent to which he had been divorced from his Klingon heritage. Of the schism within him, across which his born-Klingon and raised-human selves constantly eyed one another with suspicion. He had only substituted Klingon discipline for human discipline. But the Klingon brand was liberating for him, while the human kind was stifling. A contradiction? Not to one who appreciated the subtleties of the Klingon psyche. Once at the Academy a Vulcan classmate had taught him a method of submerging physical discomfort, of letting it sink to a level were it could be managed, tamed, ignored. But that was not the Klingon way. The whole point of the eurakoi exercise was to experience the pain. To meet it head-on, to embrace it. And then to laugh in its ugly face. Anything less would make his victory a hollow one. A Klingon did not perspire easily. Worf glared at the eurakoi as he would have glared at a living enemy. His lips curled back from his teeth, wolflike. Deep in his throat, so deep it was audible only to him, he growled long and low. The pain was sheer unadulterated agony. He very much wanted to put the eurakoi down. He could not remember anything he had ever desired so fervently. He might have been holding up a whole shuttlecraft, the way his body screamed for relief. But he would not be defeated, he would not allow himself to be defeated. He did not dare turn his head. His massive, white-knuckled hands were beginning to tremble. The pain was giving way to numbness, a lack of control that was infinitely harder to master. Slowly the eurakoi started to sink from shoulder level. Worf stifled a whimper. But there was hardly any feeling left in his forearms or his hands. The shrogh weights were getting the best of him. Worf could not allow himself to seem weak, not even in front of data. The android was his comrade, his fellow officer. He could not simply rebuff him. Bile rose in his throat like anger. The warrior inside him uncoiled, surged to the surface. Worf’s rage made him inarticulate. All he could do was sputter and hiss like a trapped animal. With a howl of triumph, Worf knelt and let his hands, still holding the eurakoi, came crashing down to the deck, for a moment he knelt there, savoring his accomplishment. Data helped distract Worf the last minutes. Worf couldn’t keep a note of rancor out of his voice entirely. Data’s intervention had cheapened his victory. It had distracted him, as the Vulcan technique would have, and thereby eased the path to his goal. But that was all history now. Challenges were things of the moment, what was past was past. Klingons did not bear grudges. Not unless they were big ones. Data – The Klingon psyche does not respond significantly to encouragement. P31 one of Worf’s security people found Giancarlo Fredi near death in lonely science-section corridor. She was on routine patrol. P53 Worf beams over first, fortunately without incident, then Picard and the rest of the away team to research vessel Gregor Mendel. In containment suits. Game of flaga’gri, the Rhadamanthan equivalent of chess. Badnajian, Palazzo, Worf’s security officers P62 Deanna Troi didn’t have to open her mind to read the combative emotions seething in Riker. Amazing how the primitive hunter-defended still survives in the human psyche. Sometimes I think humans and Klingons have more in common than either race would like to admit. P104 Worf transported by Klah’kimmbri to their planet A’klah, with rest of Away team. His memory gone, he is forced to participate in the Conflicts. His efficiency is eyecatchingly impressive. While the others flailed wildly, caught up in a bloodthirsty frenzy, he seemed to measure each blow with expert care, to use only as much force as was necessary. he was truly a warrior, in the eyes of the Klah’kimmbri Dan’nor. Worf’s recon party surprised in narrow mountain pass. Battle with maces and axes. The scent of blood, some of it his own, was thick and intoxicating in his nostrils Worf only snarled at the ploy and circled to his left. The beast in his gut was rearing its head again, whipped into a frenzy by the atmosphere of unrelenting violence. He could feel it unwinding, serpentlike, glorious. The serpent in him turned back. Strangled on its own fury, leaving him cold and empty at the prospect of killing. Worf doesn’t remember anything, but he can not bring himself to complete the critical act of war – the slaying of his enemy. He’s skillful at masquerading as a killer. At hiding his shame. Worf comes upon another of the same race in the Conflicts. Scars, cragginess that seemed to suggest age, this one had to live so he could question him again, but he’s killed. P133 the combatants for the Klah’kimmbri amusements are generally representatives of traditionally belligerent races; Gorn, Pandrilites, Dra’al, and Klingons. Those who would take to the task of warrior most naturally. P161 to speak of fear, or concern for anyone else, these were not the traits of a warrior. They were marks of weakness and one did not stand beside the weak in battle. P164 Fong Li, Worf’s temporary replacement briefs Riker, in Picard’s absence. The Cantiliac, departing the galaxy for unknown reasons, impatient to sweep aside an obstacle in their path, nearly annihilated A’klah’s budding empire. Colonies destroyed, outposts crushed. Such a complete and utter defeat must have left its mark on the Klah’kimmbri, affected them as a culture. Instances of other expanding, warlike civilizations suddenly beaten down by unexpected and vastly more powerful enemies; the Mutil of pre-colonization Stanhague, the Lek of Fythrian’s Five. Lesser culture traumatized by the brush with extinction, turned aggressive instincts inward, factionalization, feuding, self-destruction. Fong objects to Data going to planet, for safety reasons. Riker overrules. Fong, to his credit kept his reaction to himself. P187 for Worf the taste of imminent violence was a bitter brew, mulled by the awful knowledge that he would falter at the prospect of a kill. Not the best way to die, but at least it was a death in battle. His heart beat like a caged beast. The rock hit him in his bad shoulder, just like its predecessor, and he didn’t appreciate that. He felt shame, for those who had perished without glory. Remorse, for it seemed to him that he should have touched these lives as they fled, herald their passing somehow. And savage, unendurable hatred, for those who could kill with such cowardice. The Klingon burned with his failure, again he had proven he was no true warrior, he had fallen short of the kill. Endure, fight on as if the fight were honorable, knowing all the time that it is not. To strike a bargain with himself, trading dignity for a chance at survival, battle after battle after battle. Such a bargain was unacceptable to the Klingon. His cowardice was bad, it was a terrible, shameful thing. But to participate in a combat empty of honor was worse. P215 a Klingon would move quickly on treacherous terrain. P226 Pulaski follows mind-wiped Worf, trying to think of a way to approach him. She knew it wouldn’t be enough to just tell him she was a friend, or try to explain. At bet he’d just take of, at worst he’d silence her for the danger she represented, as someone who could draw attention to him. Knowing Worf as she did, and knowing his force of character, she wouldn’t have been surprised if he’d decided these battles were somehow beneath him, somehow contemptible. After all, even without his memory, he was a Klingon, and Klingons, he’d said often enough, placed honor above everything. At times like these Pulaski wished she had the Klingon’s hunting instincts, not to mention his surefootedness. Try to confront him now with his past, before the blood fever could rise to a crescendo in his Klingon brain? A small jolt from Klah’kimmbri blaster puts Worf unconscious for half an hour. Worf can handle a blaster better than anyone Pulaski’s ever seen. And he’ll listen to reason, he always has. P238 Worf was no sooner awake than he was aware of the bonds that held him fast. Give me a reason to believe you, the Klingon demanded Pulaski knows, when Worf was very little he sustained a wound, some sort of hunting accident. And since Klingons don’t believe in cosmetic surgery, he carries the scar to this day. It’s just below his Worf growled dangerously. Enough, I believe you. But how do you know? Pulaski – I’m your doctor. I know everything there is to know about you, at least, from a medical standpoint. That did not please him, nor did he disguise the fact – You know so much about me, and I know so little about you. Pul-laskee. He had heard some strange names in his time among the warriors, but that was one of the strangest. P246 Worf would not go back, not now, when his chance to avenge himself on the honorless ones was just around the corridor. Worf suffered Ma’alor’s touch, knowing it brought him a little closer to that which he hungered for. Worf’s battle-honed reflexes served him well. He bounced from wall to wall, dropping marshals with unerring accuracy. Impressive, considering he could not remember handling a blaster before. But it did not fill his aching need for revenge. It was too simple, too detached. He needed to take one of the slugs in his hands, to crush him, to feel his bones splinter. For the shame and suffering they had inflicted, for their leering laughter. The others seemed to melt away, he had eyes only for one face, one despised form. He wondered why the marshal did not run away or fire at him. But he did not wonder so much that it cooled his blood-fury. Gods, roared Worf, What must one do to find revenge in this place. P259 how to rescue other Fed people on A’klah? Worf had been waiting for someone to pose that question – I say we attack. Quickly, before the Klah’kimmbri can formulate a strategy of their own. We have enough sensor information now to determine where their planetary defense installation are. We do not need to see them in order to hit them. And once the Klah’kimmbri are defenseless, they will have no choice but to release the conscripts to us. Riker- It would be an act of war. War is to be avoided at all cost. Picard – Violence is not an option here. Nor is negotiation. Worf suggests firing the phasers to produce the bright light that restores memory. Pulaski – It sounds like a good idea Picard – It was a good idea, but it might be misconstrued. No use of weapons. Geordi suggests meteor shower. P272 Worf had learned that humans were very much like eurakoi. Both were burdens that needed to be sustained, with one growing stronger for the sustaining of them. And it had taken a stint on A’klah to discover just how strong his burdens had made him. The Klingon he has met on the planet, the poor bastard had succumbed to the dishonor of killing for the marshals’ purposes, even when one of the tents of Klingon warriorhood was to fight solely for one’s own causes, and never for anyone else’s. stripped of his memory, his heritage, the veteran had not had the force of character to resist. No one on the planet had the daily challenges Worf faced on the Enterprise, the never-ending temptation to strangle some bureaucrat with his own red tape. The insults heaped upon him hour after hour by well-meaning ensigns. In a very important sense, living among humans had made Worf a better Klingon. Of course he would never give any of them the satisfaction of telling them so. Wo/Pulaski Peak Performance Worf at rail – despite their reputations, this Zakdorn, Kolrami, does not appear to be a very formidable warrior. Zakdorn considered to have greatest strategic mind in glazy, no one attacks them in 9 millennia. Worf – no one willing to test perception in combat. The reputation means nothing if it is not tested Picard felt, with Borg threat, his officers needed battle simulation Worf in quarters building model ship when Riker rings chime and makes him break mast. [barge of dead?] Worf’s quarters dark, ball tree sculpture thing in corner. Picture of space with cylinder space ship. Swipes model into desk drawer. Worf thinks simulation a waste of time, nothing to loose, no sacrifice, nothing to gain. There is always a chance. When Out manned out gunned, you have guile to win. Riker – join me Worf – the honor is to serve. Deanna sets Kolrami up, Worf sets up Riker for strategema game in 10 Forward Worf has wagered heavily in the ships pool that Riker will take Kolrami past the 6th plateau. Whispers to Riker. Worf will be irritated if Riker doesn’t. Riker only gets in 23 moves. Worf in transporter room, away team for Hathaway crew assembled. 48 hours to ready ship. Not good, Worf’s first impression. Worf is tactical officer, hesitates to sit but Riker and Geordi, both his superiors, have discussed need for him to take tactical seat while Geordi in engineering With Worf’s knowledge of the Enterprise’s security overrides, we may be able to convince the sensors an enemy ship is approaching. make instruments lie to them. Project false image on viewscreen. Worf works with young blond woman, where am I going to get the opticable? Worf pulls some down from ceiling, anywhere. Lt. Burke, white male with buzz cut and a little impatient with Wesley, and a strategema fan, tactical officer, covers Worf’s aft rail station. Is pitted against him in battle simulation, following Picard’s orders. From a long serving Starfleet family. Riker – Mr. Worf, prepare your little surprise Picard – Mr. Worf must have overridden some sensor codes, played some holographic games. New code. When Ferengi ship comes up, Picard says Mr. Worf, I didn’t give you enough credit. Ferengi ship is real, and attacks Enterprise. Worf on derelict Hathaway – We must assist Enterprise If warp jump fails it would be very unfortunate, we would be dead That will deceive Ferengi for only a few seconds, they will soon locate Hathaway Worf is going to prepare another surprise, for the Ferengi this time Of course not Mr. Burke, that was Klingon guile. 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