| Image in the Sand
Worf commanding Defiant on 10 day convoy escort duty. In wartime it is the duty of every soldier to fight. It is a time for warriors to do great deeds, to triumph in glorious battles, not waste away protecting a shipment of stembolts. Bashir of the opinion combat duty would help distract Worf from Jadzia. Klingon advance stopped against Monac IV, casualties 30 percent. They could have been higher. Remain bottled up at Chin’toka. Worf unable to sleep. Wedding picture sit by bed. Worf wears Russian peasant clothing off duty. Goes to Vic Fontaine program, sing the song, All the Way. Jadzia’s favorite song. Sits with fists clenched holding in. Worf wrecks the lounge. Vic calls in Bashir and Quark, about Worf. Not the first time he’s busted up the joint. Bashir – He’s having a hard time accepting her death. Something’s wrong. Klingons usually have a shorter mourning period than humans. They accept death more readily than we do. Bashir enlists O’Brien to talk to Worf, with 2301 bottle of bloodwine. It’s been a long time since O’Brien and Worf have shared a bottle. Very smooth. Who can forget Lt. Barclay, three musketeer’s program. Talk about Alexander. Growing up in Russia. Best way to eat gagh. 0400, third bottle of bloodwine, before Worf even mentioned Jadzia. You should never try to match drinks with a Klingon. Worf upset because Jadzia not in Sto-Vo-kor. As far as Worf is concerned, Jadzia is a Klingon, she did join the House of Martok. She’s not in Sto-Vo-Kor, For one thing, she never ate the heart of one of her enemies. She didn’t die in glorious battle. The way for Worf to ensure that Jadzia gets into Sto-Vo-Kor is for him to win a great battle in her name. No wonder he’s so frustrated with convoy duty. Quark – Why does everything with Klingons have to involve bloodshed? O’Brien knows General Martok due to arrive on station tomorrow morning, they should ask him to help Worf. Martok joins Worf in holosuite bat’leth program. Defend yourself, Worf! How do you like convoy duty? I was afraid you were getting soft. I need a first officer on a dangerous mission. Dangerous enough to ensure Jadzia a place in Sto-Vo-Kor. Worf twists bat’leth out of Martok’s hands and knocks him to the ground It will be a great victory. I will make sure of it. An entire Klingon fleet failed to destroy the Dominion shipyards at Monac IV. Bashir is going, he is going to help Jadzia get into Sto-Vo-Kor. He was close to her and this gives him a chance to honor her memory. Quark – Imagine what Sto-Vo-Kor must be like – Hordes of rampaging Klingons, fighting and singing, sweating and belching. Why would Jadzia spend eternity there? The Healing Arts, Strange New Worlds II no Klingon content The Best Defense, Strange New Worlds III no Klingon content Shadows and Symbols Aboard bird of prey. Crew gathered around, candles Worf, in Klingon garb, dedicate mission to help Jadzia into Sto-vo-kor. Jadzia Dax vond shoo-vwee Dun mahh-kekh huh-koo-vahm Jeh yin-moj mah-mukh Sto-vo-kor pah-dahkh-tin Baht-Leh el-eegh-cha yay-moj shed blood to prove not frightened of death Martok slices his own left palm with d’k tahg Martok slices Quark’s right palm with d’k tagh yuwee-modge baht-heh-modge yay-Dodge Worf slices his left palm and presses hand to bulkhead between two thick candles. Worf slits his palm and presses it against bulkhead with two candles In front of it. Ezri Dax orders iced raktajino, Ezri hates raktajino. Curzon liked raktajino, so did Jadzia. O’Brien and Bashir stand at bird-of prey central consoles. Destroy shipyard by causing sun to emit electromagnetic pulse to trigger solar plasma ejection. It will be a glorious firestorm that will illuminate the gates of Sto-Vo-Kor itself and provide a fitting welcome for Jadzia. Worf jealous of Jadzia's friendship with Quark, O'Brien and Bashir. He owes them nothing, they are here hoping to prove themselves worthy of her, but the truth is none of them could be worthy of her or understand the type of woman she was. Worf allowed them to come on this mission and pay honor to her memory. Martok – what about me Worf? Would you rather I hadn’t come on this mission either? Worf- With you it is different. You are a Klingon, and Jadzia was a member of your house. Martok – These men were her friends. They honor her with their presence. Quark complains about the gagh. In the cafeteria surrounded by Klingons. he thinks they agreed with him about the need for variety. When they discussed their day, often Jadzia would mention Bashir or O’Brien or Quark. Describe in excruciating detail some new scheme of Quark’s. it seemed one of them was always with Worf and Jadzia. She was his wife, his parmachkai. He did not like having to share her. Worf wanted to get Jadzia into Sto-Vo–kor by himself. He wanted it to be his gift to her. He is pleased they are here. O’Brien has never heard Worf apologize to anyone. O’Brien directs mission, Martok doesn’t know how they do that. Decloak, prepare to fire, on Worf’s command. It didn’t work, can’t go until we complete our mission I suggest you work quickly, Chief Three Jem’Hadar ships fire on bird-of-prey as they attempt second At success of mission: Martok – Qapla. Grasps Quark’s right hand with his right hand. Lohm-ict-Lihj posh-machh-lodge sto-vo-kor Jadzia Dax pay-lodge pah-Dock-Lih Dun shoo-vwee-vahm Baht-Leh pay-Lodge pay-lodge poh-Hokh-vahd sto-vo-kor. Ezri comes back to DS 9 with Sisko –Worf, we need to talk. Worf - It couldn’t be. Afterimage Quark gives Ezri bloodwine, same vintage he served at Worf and Jadzia’s wedding. Bloodwine used to be Jadzia’s favorite All Jadzia’s friends seem uncomfortable around Ezri, except Sisko and Quark Jadzia and Quark late night tongo games. Ezri remembers Jadzia won their last game with a full consortium, Quark owes 10 strips gpl. Worf enters Quarks, but leaves upon seeing Ezri there. Next morning Jadzia told Worf all about Trill tradition, they discussed them. Ezri can see Worf is in pain, heartache. Worf to Ezri – Jadzia died and went to Sto-Vo-Kor. I do not know you. Nor do I wish to know you. Ezri tells Sisko Sisko intimidates Worf. Sisko talks to Starfleet Medical, make her a full counselor and Lt. Ezri to Bashir – If Worf hadn’t come along, it would have been you Worf comes to Bashir, holds him up against the wall – Do not toy with me Doctor, I know how you felt about Jadzia. I saw you with Ezri. Stay away from her. If you dishonor Jadzia’s memory, you will regret it. And that goes for you too, Ferengi! O’Brien comes to Worf with a bottle of bloodwine. Bashir sent him. Worf – Oh, no. Not again. O’Brien – Now, if we can just skip the drinking and get to the talking, I’m game. Worf with small torch honing his bat’leth – This has nothing to do with jealousy, I know Bashir cared for Jadzia but this woman is not Jadzia. And treating her as if she was dishonors her memory. O’Brien – No, treating Ezri like a stranger dishonors Jadzia’s memory. Worf – It does not make any sense. She is not Jadzia, yet she is. How can I honor the memory of the woman I loved when she is not really dead?! O’Brien – How do you think Jadzia would want you to treat Ezri? Starfleet launching new offensive at Kalandra. Worf comes to Ezri – I am not sure I have treated you the way Jadzia would have wanted. I loved her with all my heart. Ezri – And she loved you. Worf – Part of me is glad to know she is not gone forever. But in some ways it would be easier if she were. Jadzia would not have wanted you to leave because of me. Stay and be station counselor. It will be a long time before I can accept what has happened. Until then Ezri – you need your breathing room. I understand Worf raises mug to Ezri at her promotion party Prophecy and Change Chiaroscuro by Geoffrey Thorne At the time Ezri had thought rejoining DS 9 crew was the right move, fulfilling a longing within her. Now it seemed like a mistake. What ever Ezri did put people in mind of Jadzia. Maddening, frustrating and very sad. She was like Jadzia's ghost, haunting them. Jadzia haunted Ezri as well. Justification of rule against reassociation with aspects of their past lives Ezri takes runabout from DS 9 to ship Anansi, to Fassig Drift, to Pandora research facility. Eight years ago Jadzia involved in finding Protean Object in Fassig Drift Jadzia's team members killed by the Codex. Jadzia designed security system. Jadzia terribly guilty feeling made maze only Dax could get through with knowledge from previous hosts. Counselor Ezri had dealt with injured minds. If any previous host knew anything, Ezri would remember it. Jadzia had memories of The Codex erased from her mind Eight years ago, the first year Jadzia was joined, two years before DS 9. Self image went with memories Memory is sacred Memory of Emony gymnastic training Lela's life of bureaucratic intrigues Curson's pleasure-seeking tendencies were the stuff of legend Tobin's engineering skills. Obsessed with Chinese finger trap Torias flew a lot of experimental vessels Torias 'when nothing's working, trust the flow' 'find the flow' Jadzia had liked Dante. Trill had no culture of punishing the wicked after death Kytharri hunters tracking pray, lived fro violence in a way Klingons had never done. Feline brain chemistry. Violence was violence to Trill sensibilites. Dante's separating them incomprehensible Curzon longed to meet Kytharri, bring them into civilization There are many ways to skin a targ Curzon fond of rule bending, finding the unaccounted for edges of things and using them to his own advantage Joran adept at violence. His ugly memories 9 th circle of Hell reserved for traitors humans had mercy. Trills did not see universe same way. Suffer. Night Tom and Harry are on last chapter of Captain Proton program Satan’s Robot Conquers the World. No Voyager personnel in Constance Goodheart role. B’E’s staff is going stir crazy in the monotony of the void B’E and Tom play a game of durotta, a board game of subtlety, square and cylindrical wooden pieces, 3 am in the mess hall. B’E – Predictable. The Novokavich gambit. You always use that opening move. Tom – That’s because you always fall for it. B’E – I feel we’ve played this match a hundred times Tom – Derada is a game of subtlety B’E – Too subtle for me Tom – I’ll bet B’E – what is that supposed to mean? Tom – Well, if it doesn’t involve Klingon pain sticks. B’E puts game piece down and walks away – goodnight. Tom – talk about predictable B’E – You don’t want to start a fight with me right now, not a 3 am. Tom – What’s the difference? You’re angry 24 hours a day. B’E – everything is a joke to you. Tom – Why don’t we might a schedule? A fight rotation. I can start one then you can start one. B’E – I’m really tired of these games Neelix – Stop it! You’re senior officers, you should be setting an example. Janeway’s stubborn as a Klingon, to put it mildly. B’E explains theta radiation conversion technology to Malons. B’E gets upset that the Malon doesn’t want to endanger his livelihood. B’E the first to interrupt Janeway’s heroic going away speech. Tom refuses to carry out order. They could all be hanged for mutiny. Take Me Out to the Holosuite T’Kumbra has been in combat for over six months, in for repairs Vulcan station 15 ly away from DS 9 Worf on challenge from T’Kumbra – We will destroy them Two weeks from now, in holodeck 5. baseball. Worf, Nog and Kira study baseball rules in Ops. Vulcans stronger than anyone, except Worf and genetically engineered Bashir After practice Bashir has to realign Worf’s sytomatic bone. Rom responsible for injury. Worf – If Captain Solok is taking the time to conduct reconnaissance, he must be worried. Curzon and Jadzia always wondered why Sisko disliked Solok, but he would never talk about it Worf – it is a dishonorable motive Worf – Death to the opposition! Worf calls time, at bat, ball 3, strike 2, out 2, Kira on base. Do not rush me. strike three. should have been a ball. Worf – Find him and kill him! Worf signed the baseball, he’s quiet at the party Drone Class-two claustrophobia, what Starfleet cadets call 6 cadets, weeks long training cruises in class-two shuttles, not built for comfort. Tom, B’E, remember it well. Idea of Delta Flyer born. Tom, B’E, Seven, Doctor, rescued from shuttle mission to proto nebula. B’E sleeps on mattress, with pillow, covers. Long black satin nightgown. The one day she gets to sleep in the Doctor calls her to fix his mobile emitter. B’E takes sonic shower first thing. B’E works with Ens. Mulchaey. B’E – How many Borg hitchhikers are we going to pick up on this trip? Maybe this is the Collective’s new strategy, they don’t assimilate, they just show up and look helpless. We don’t know what this drone will turn into. Neelix – It will become what we help it to become B’E – How Starfleet of you. Seven describes B’E – Chief Engineer, Klingon-human hybrid. She possesses an extensive knowledge of this vessel’s systems, as well as a volatile temperament. The Drone One helps B’E create algorithm to predict proto nebula expansion. Chrysalis Klingons around Quarks, the Promenade Extreme Risk B’E has been orbital skydiving, and other dangerous programs, with safeties off for months. B’E putting Seven in charge very unusual. B’E complains of being ill. Designing ship from scratch engineer’s dream. B’E goes to Tom with thruster specs, he offers her dinner and bottle of burgundy. Tom and B'Elanna talk about creating a ship many times, really collaborate, his piloting skills, her engineering skills. Now B'Elanna is not interested in anything. He puts his hands on her shoulders, she removes them. Holodeck Program Torres 216 - fighting Cardassians barehanded in cave, safeties off. B’E goes to Neelix to catch up, Neelix was expecting one of those scathing but affectionate comment she always makes about his cooking. She was hoping for banana pancakes. Her grandmother used to make them for her when she was a kid. Always put a smile on her face. She only takes a bite, has to go back to work. B’E severely injured testing new shuttle hull for microfactures on holodeck with safeties off. 12 hours. Doctor found internal bleeding, fractures vertebrae, contusions, cranial trauma, some life threatening. Injuries weeks and months old, treated by someone with first year nursing knowledge. B’E spending a lot of time in holodeck over last few months. Janeway worried about her, wants to help. takes her off shuttle project. Janeway talks to Tom and Chakotay. Tom had no idea of B’E’s injuries. She never complained about being hurt, but then she’s barely speaking to me lately. Tom doesn’t know what holoprograms B’E has been using. Captain has Chakotay go through B'Elanna's personal holodeck programs. Doctor lets B’E go back to her quarters, he thinks familiar surroundings will speed her recovery. "Clinical depression." She has been running holo programs without safeties, but she’s not putting anyone else at risk. Chakotay comes, the new ship’s counselor, throws her into Holo-program Torres Zeta One. Holo-program Torres Zeta One - Maquis slaughtered in cave. Li-Paz (m), Meyer, Nelson, Sahreen. Chakotay recognizes them all. Created day after received news of Maquis death. Ran it for only 47 seconds. Then she started running the most dangerous programs she could find, with the safeties off. B'Elanna doesn't feel anything, about dead friends, about Tom, about her job. At least if she sprains her ankle she, feels something, knows she’s still alive. Chakotay being a little dense, Chakotay angry, sad, guilty about not being with adopted family. Age 6 - father walked out on me. Age 19 - kicked out of Starfleet. Few years later – separated from Maquis. Just when she started feeling safe on Voyager, Chakotay tells her all Maquis friends have been slaughtered. The way I figure it I’ve lost every family I’ve ever had. Chakotay – You can’t stop living your life. We’ll figure it out together. B'Elanna afraid of losing family again, can't feel. B’E wants to go on Delta Flyer first untested flight. Still the best engineer you’re got, I need to do this. B’E – I heard you might need some help keeping this thing from falling apart. Tom – Welcome aboard. B’E – Vorik, you’re in my seat. Vorik – Excuse me, Lt. B'Elanna engineering skill saves shuttle from micro fracture problem while retrieving probe from gas giant. After rescue Chakotay – How are you? B’E – You mean am I back to my old charming self? Thanks for what you did in the holodeck, but if you ever do anything like that again I’ll break your neck. Smiles over replicated banana pancakes with maple syrup. Death of a Neutron Star by Eric Kotani P44 B’Elanna actually snorted at Seven’s comment, but said nothing P98 Captain, Torres said, it’s even worse than it seems. The half-Klingon was clearly shaken. P155 B’Elanna nodded, undoubtedly already thinking about the next problem. Over the last hour or so Tyla had come to recognize that look P189 Tuvok nodded and the shuttle’s hatch slid closed without him saying another word. Well, good-bye to you, too, B’Elanna said to no one in particular P191 The Qavok ships looked like a flock of birds in flight. A flock of very ugly and dangerous birds. Janeway took a slow, deep breath and tried to relax. These were Qavok ships, not Klingon or Cardassian, they were no match for Voyager P247 One hour, people, B’Elanna barked, as she banged her fist on an uncooperative control panel Treachery, Faith, and the Great River Defiant needs new stabilizer before Sisko goes out on patrol again in three days Martok and Worf in cargo bay. Martok drops empty blood wine shipping container – Where are my cases of bloodwine?! Worf – I do not know, General. But I promise you I will find out. Weyoon 6 tells Odo weak spot in Jem’Hadar fighter shields Martok comes after O’Brien growling. 16 cases of bloodwine missing. Sent to Martok by Sirella. The shipping containers have hollows to hold bottles securely. Martok – I want that bloodwine back here by tomorrow. Understood? Martok and Worf come up in turbolift to Ops with two bottles. Yelling for Chief. Martok hands O’Brien a bottle – Chief, I want you to have this. Consider it an apology. Ensign Nog returned from his trip with 16 cases of 2309, a very good year. Martok leans in to O’Brien – an even better vintage than the one my wife sent me. heh heh. Nog – Any time you’re shopping for wines or spirits, my cousin Gant is the man to see. Worf – We will keep that in mind. Martok and Worf go to upper Ops level. In the Flesh Species 8472 member simulating Commander Valerie Archer says she’s assigned first officer to the IKS Hor-CHA as first officer. She drinks pale orange Klingon martini; gin, vermouth, dash of blood wine, in martini glass. She’s on duty! Chakotay – Bloodwine, never touch the stuff. Janeway was last at HQ, general orders for Voyager’s first mission, proceed to the Badlands, find the Maquis. Chakotay was at Starfleet HQ on March 3, 2368, when he gave his resignation to Adm. Nimembeh, teaches Tactical Analysis at Academy. Du cha mee gagh roch 'Smile when you eat the gagh.' Boothby’s advice. Boothby – Federation principles, targ manure! Colorful metaphor. Once More Unto the Breach O’Brien and Bashir discuss Davy Crockett and his suicidal actions at the Alamo at the bar at Quark’s. Worf, studying a padd at the bar, butts in – You are both wrong. The only real question is whether you believe in the legend of Davy Crockett or not. If you do, then there should be no doubt in your mind that he died a hero’s death. If you do not believe in the legend then he was just a man, and it does not matter how he died. Worf gets up and walks away. Bashir and O’Brien are effectively silenced. Klingon warrior woman preens in the background. At home, Worf takes off sash and puts it over back of chair. Door chime. Kor stands there, leather garb. Kor – Nuq’nuh, Worf. it’s good to see you, my friend. Worf – I welcome you to my home. Kor steps across the threshold. Worf – May I offer you some refreshment? Kor – I would be honored to share a bottle of bloodwine with the son of Mogh. I heard the news about Jadzia. Worf pauses pouring the drinks – she died a warrior. Kor – I expected nothing less. Worf’s bar area against wall, one bottle, mugs for bloodwine. Two beer cans. Shelves up wall. Kor raises mug – To absent comrades. Worf drinks without saying anything. Kor – Mmmm 2309. very good. Worf offers – Sit. Kor – The war goes well for you, Worf? um, a long list of victories to your credit, I trust? Worf – I have been fortunate. Kor – Oh ho ho, the way of the warrior is not a humble path. Show some pride in your accomplishments. You’ve earned it. Worf – I will try. And does the war go well for you, Kor? Kor’s face drops – No, Worf. it does not go well for me. it seems my services are not required in the present conflict. Worf – But you are Kor, a Dahar Master. The man who held the Korma Pass against T’nag. Your reputation alone should have assured you a command. Kor – I also have a reputation for a certain ruthless quality towards those who stand in my way. Mind you, it’s not entirely undeserved. In truth, I rather enjoy being feared by my fellow officers. However, there’s a price to be paid for such single-minded ambition. I have made enemies, perhaps more than were necessary. I have no influence left in the empire. even as our entire race grapples with the Dominion there’s no place for an old man with too many enemies and not enough friends. That’s why I’ve come here tonight. It’s not easy for me to beg you for help, but I have nowhere else to turn. Help me fight again, Worf. help me end my life as I’ve lived it, as a warrior. Martok in office on DS 9 with elderly aide Darok. Just a room off ordinary corridor. Nothing special outside door. Spiraling ram’s horns, real or artistic, on desk. Klingon display on large wall terminal. Darok in light colored fur outfit. Martok – How many more reports does the High Council require? Darok, frail voice - As many as last time. And Starfleet isss still waiting for your signature on these repair requests. Martok – There will come a day, Darok, when your services as my aide will no longer be required. Darok not intimidated by Martok glowering over him – I look forward to that day with great anticipation. Until then, [trails after pacing Martok] Worf enters unannounced. Martok – Ah Worf, it is good to see you. Thank you, Darok. [Darok exits into hallway] it’s a pity Captain Sisko frowns on summary executions. What can I do for you? Worf – Kor, the Dahar Master came to see me last night. He has been unable to find a command Martok interrupts sharply – Tell me you’re not going to ask me to give that man a ship. Worf – Well, I had hoped Martok cuts Worf off – Then your hopes are in vain. That man is not welcome in my house and I will certainly not have him commanding a ship in my fleet. Worf – General, Kor is a friend, and I have already Martok rants in again – Not another word! Do you hear? Not one word! Now get out of here before I forget we are brothers. Worf doesn’t understand, but leaves without looking back. Stops once he’s in the hall to ponder. Talks with Kor about Martok’s hostility. Martok goes over strategy with Sisko in Sisko’s office. Martok –attack Trelka V starbase, then push deeper into Cardassian territory. I’ll hit the Manora shipyard, the Jem’Hadar breeding facility on Sheva Two, the supply depots in the Borias cluster. Sisko – It would take half the ninth fleet just to destroy Trelka V. Martok – I don’t intend to destroy the base, just damage it, throw them off balance then move on to the next target. Imagine, the chaos we’ll cause once we’re in behind their lines. Sisko – A cavalry raid Martok doesn’t understand the reference. Sisko – Ancient earth soldiers mounted on horseback. They had the speed to charge behind enemy lines to stir up trouble and the mobility to keep from being caught. How many ships will you take? Martok – Five birds of prey. The battlecruisers are too slow, too unwieldy for a mission like this. the Defiant should remain here Just in case the Jem’Hadar try their own cavalry raid. But it may be prudent for the Defiant and a dozen or so other starships to be waiting for us when we return. Sisko – You mean you might be bringing company back with you? Martok – I’m sure you’ll be ready to welcome them. Sisko – With phasers charged. Martok grins and chuckles. Slaps Sisko on the arm. Bird of prey Ch'tang docked head first at DS 9, engines glowing. The bridge’s viewscreen has field of stars displayed. female 2nd Kolana gets ship ready. Leads Martok and Darok around bridge. Darok notes things on padd with stylus. Worf stands waiting for a moment with Martok. Kolana - Our disruptor targeting sensors need to be replaced as well as our guidance system relays. Martok – Make a note of that for Chief O’Brien. He should give the Ch’Tang first priority. [Darok goes over to wall station with Kolana. Martok goes to Worf] So, if you have something to ask do it now before Darok buries me with more paperwork. Worf – I wish to speak with you about Kor. Now, I know you have strong feelings about this, but Martok starts to explode – Clear the bridge! Darok gets everyone to safety, exiting across bridge at right side door. Martok stands beside Worf, glaring away from him – I did not expect to hear anything further on this subject from you. Worf – And I did not expect to be forbidden to speak with you on any subject. Have I become a shuvak, to be ordered about like Darok? Martok sighs and sits in captain’s chair – No. of course not. Very well. Talk and be done with it. Worf – Kor came to see me, asking my help, as a friend. He is an old man, with no family and no influence left in the empire. he asked nothing except for the chance to fight and die as a Klingon warrior. I told him I would speak with you about finding him a command in the fleet. Martok whispers – I would not give that man the gnawed bones of my last meal. Much less command of a ship. Worf – But why? There is no blood feud between our houses and Kor has said he has not even met you. Martok smiles ironically at that – you can would a man without ever seeing his face. When I was a boy my family still lived in the lowlands of Ketha province. We had very little but it didn’t matter. We were a family of warriors. 15 generations had served as soldiers of the empire but my father had higher hopes for me. he wanted his son to become an officer. Hmm, it took a great deal of effort but eventually, he found someone willing to sponsor me. I passed my entrance exam on my first attempt and all that remained was final approval by the oversight Council, a simple formality. My application was rejected by one member of that Council: Kor. Why? Kor’s family descends from the Imperial court itself. Kor is ‘of the blood’ born to rule by the divine will of Kahless. And what was I? A boy from the Ketha lowlands. He could not bear the thought of someone like me joining the elite officer ranks, and so, to my father’s embarrassment and my everlasting shame, my application was denied. And with the mark of Kor on my record I could not join even as a common soldier. I spent five years as a civilian laborer aboard General Shivang’s flagship. then, as fortune would have it, the Romulans made a foolhardy attempt to board our ship. I earned a battlefield commission. Unfortunately, my father did not live to see that glorious day. And if Kor had had his way I would still be a civilian on that ship, cleaning the Officer’s Mess. Worf – I understand but I must tell you that using my own authority I appointed Kor an officer in the Ninth Fleet. Martok – Made him an officer, just like that? That’s the difference between his name and mine, his opens doors, mine closes them. Worf – I did not anticipate Martok cuts him off – It’s done! Your apology is not sought. But know this, Worf. Kor is your responsibility. I want nothing to do with him. On DS 9 Kor at replimat with Ezri. When they met he was shocked, then he looked at Ezri for signs of Jadzia and Curzon. Jadzia in the eyes, Curzon in the smile. Kor – Do you remember breaking into the duke’s harem on Renavi? Ezri – That is one of Curzon’s favorite memories. Things awkward between Worf and Ezri when he comes up. Ezri exits, slapping Kor on shoulder with a see you later. Leans in to give him a peck on the cheek, too. Ezri – It’s good to see you again, Kor. Kor to Worf – Still the same old Dax, and yet not. Worf – General Martok will not give you a command. Kor slaps table – Kesh! Worf – He says you struck his name from an officers list because his family comes form the Ketha lowlands. Kor – Did I? I don’t recall. Of course, there were so many officers lists. I suppose it’s possible. Worf – It is an unworthy reason to bar a man from serving the Empire. Kor – Worf, you’ve been living among this democratic rabble for too long. I know your bloodline. We both come from noble houses. Among our people that still counts for something. If Martok is a true Klingon he should appreciate that. Worf – He does not. Kor snorts in disdain – Did he revoke my commission? Worf – No, you will serve aboard the Ch’tang, [hesitates] as third officer. Kor – Third?! Oh well, huh, no matter. I’ve overcome greater obstacles. Thank you Worf. you’re a true friend. Worf – You will report aboard at 0700, and stay out of Martok’s way. Kor grins agreeably - He will not even know I am there. Worf gets up and leaves, Kor calls after him – Worf, what was the name of that ship? Ch’Tang! Of course. I’ll see you there. Birds of prey depart DS 9. Onboard Ch'Tang, Kolana – All decks report ready. Defense systems on-line. Engine room standing by for warp speed. Transporter room reports that our last crew members have beamed aboard. Martok deals with various palmpadds from Darok – Very well, signal the squadron. Prepare to get under way. Stand by to cloak. Worf wonders around the bridge – Aye, sir. Martok – Helm, set course 3-2-5 mark 0-0-3. full impulse till we clear the outer mark then go to Kor walks in, up to Martok, stands over him – Third Officer Kor reporting for duty. Young female Lt Synon at wall helm station breathes on awe – The Dahar Master. Martok growls softly Worf – Take your station. Kor nods his head slightly to Worf, moves back to console to right behind Martok. Kolana’s station to the left. Other crew look at him. Martok – Return to your duties or I will find a crew that can. helmsman, I gave you an order. Female Lt. Synon, helmsman, swings back – chay veh The birds cloak as they depart DS 9, there is a large Vor’cha class vessel orbiting DS 9. Darok stands in awe beside Martok, looking at Kor – Kor, here on our ship. Martok doesn’t have patience for his excitement – Don’t you have something to do? Darok shakes his head – No. Martok – Then find something! Darok goes over to Kor and shakes forearms – It is an honor to have you aboard with us. Kor gentile – Thank you very much. Kolana also shakes forearms with Kor – Welcome, Dahar Master. Martok can see Kor behind him with his good eye. Growls softly. Ezri, on DS 9 has been dreaming about Kor, about being on a Klingon bridge with him, going off into battle, singing songs, drinking bloodwine, which she still doesn’t like. Part of her wants to be out with Kor now. The memories she has of being with Kor or so vivid, she can’t bear the thought of losing him. The two of them side by side, just like it used to be. Martok recounts adventure when Cardassian camp and relay station destroyed at Felton Prime walking among diners in mess hall. Long table, many people lean against wall. Martok – Before the Cardassians ever knew we were there we destroyed the entire camp and the relay station. Kolana – To General Martok, victor of Felton prime. All shout Q’apla! And raise mugs. Martok waves it off. Kor enters, people sitting stand, Kolana – Let me have the honor to welcome the Dahar Master to the humble mess hall of the Ch’tang. Kor – Oh, sit, sit. You do me too much honor. On this voyage I am but the third officer. I expect no special treatment. Young female Lt. Synon– May I serve you gagh, Dahar Master? Kor – is it not too early in the day for gagh? Wok of gagh presented to Kor. Martok is not pleased, Worf tries to keep him occupied. Worf – Have you settled on an attack plan for the starbase on Trelka V? Martok – I’m going to send the Malpara and the Ning’tao in ahead of the rest of the squadron. They’ll make a single strafing run of the base then head out of the system. When the enemy sends out their repair crews to assess the damage then the rest of the squadron will decloak. With any luck, we’ll catch them not only unprepared but with their entire damage control effort under way. Martok’s loud voice draws everyone’s attention back to him. Darok is next to Kor. Kor – Excellent. An excellent plan, general. Martok grinds out – I’m glad you approve. Kor – Of course. It’s the same tactic Kang and I used against the Fed in the battle of Caleb Four. Kolana – You were at Caleb Four? Darok – Of course he was. Forgive the ignorance of these children. Kor chuckles – I was a young officer once. I know how irrelevant the past can seem. Kolana - We would be honored if you would tell us about Caleb IV. Everybody – Tell the tale. Kor – Well, there’s not much to tell really. The battle was over almost before the Fed knew it had begun. I commanded the first division, from the Klothos, one of the old D-5 cruisers. Kang commanded the second division. Now, you must remember that in those days the cloaking device was a new piece of technology. There were only a handful of engineers in the Imperial fleet who knew how to operate them. Before we left Kronos I spent three days in the engine room taking the device apart with my bare hands and then putting it back together again. Now, this would come in handy later in the battle, as you’ll see. Martok is eclipsed again. Hangs his head. Kor walks over to get a mug of bloodwine. Everyone hangs on Kor’s words. Martok walks away. Later Worf with Martok in office with large semi-circular desk, inset computer display, walls ringed with consoles. Uneven wall surface behind desk. Worf – It is not the fault of the crew. They are not used to serving with a legendary figure like Kor. Kolana interrupts on intercom – Bridge to General Martok. We are approaching Trelka V. Martok – Set defense condition one. Defense condition one - all hands to battle stations. Discordant blaring alarm noise. Martok and Worf exit office out double sliding door and turn left in narrow corridor. Kor wonders narrow corridor, disoriented, at turbolift. Kor to himself – I’m supposed to be somewhere. Young Lt Synon, helm, conveniently rushes around corridor – Dahar Master? Kor – Where are you going, Lt? Lt. Synon – To the bridge. We’re approaching Trelka V. Kor – The bridge! Lt. Synon – Are you alright? Kor – Of course. What are you waiting for? Report to your station. Lt. Synon – chay veh! She rushes on along hallway. Kor pushes button for turbolift. Tells himself to Concentrate. Then wonders off along hallway. Two birds of prey, Malpara and Ning'tao, swoop over ground installation, one fires white balls. Kolana reads off screen looking down – Their shields are down to 65 percent. Three Cardassian cruisers are in spacedock, orbiting on the far side of the planet. Two of them are getting underway. The Malpara and the Ning’tao have completed their attack. Birds leave atmosphere, Cardassian warship fires several long streaks, Malpara destroyed with all hands at Trelka V. Kolana continues to report, Kor has found his position on the bridge, others sit and stand around quietly – The Malpara is gone. No survivors. The Ning’tao is heading out of the system. The Cardassians are pursuing. Martok – And leaving their base unprotected. Helm, take us in. bring us to a hover 300 meters above the base. stand by to decloak on my command. Lt. Synon – Holding at 300 meters Martok – Scan the base. Kolana – They’ve dispatched damage control teams. Two defense batteries are out and they’ve just dropped their primary shield grid. Martok – Decloak the ship and open fire. Leave the system! Three birds swoop down on circular installation. Martok leans forward in his chair, Worf stands to his left. Klingons fire green. Cardassians fire back, explosions on bring of Ch’tang. Kolana – Shields are down to 85 percent. Worf – Reroute emergency power to secondary shield emitters. Martok – Fire torpedoes! Helm, lay in an escape course. Lt. Synon works exploding consoles – Aye, sir. Kor hangs on to his console bewildered, Worf is down and out, Martok is down but conscious. Kor moves forward. Kor – Continue firing. Target their primary reactors. Kolana – Chah veh. Kor – bring us around for another pass. Lt. Synon reaches over instantly repaired board – Coming about! Martok struggles on floor – No, only one pass. Leave the system! three birds turn into Cardassian fire. One takes a hit. Kor bends over Martok – Do not worry, my friend. All is well. Martok – You old fool! Kolana – The Orantho reports their captain and first officer are dead. they have a hull breach in their port quarter. Kor – Instruct them to continue firing and open a channel to Kang. Kolana looks up at this – To Kang? Kor – Tell him we’ve succeeded and that the Fed outpost on Caleb IV will be taken within an hour. Kolana – Sir, Kang has been dead for years. Kor – Prepare a boarding party. We’re going to take the base. Lt. Synon – But sir, they have a garrison of 10,000. Martok struggling on the floor – By the hand of Kahless, get us out of here! The explosions rouse Worf, who staggers up Kor in his own little world – Victory is ours. the Fed will rue the day they dared to challenge the might of the Klingon Empire. we will take Caleb IV and raise our banner over the smoking ruins of their outpost. Martok, on the floor, gets out his d’k tahg and aims to throw it at Kor. Worf revives, runs over, and catches the dagger by the handle a foot from Kor’s face. He then belts Kor a good one, landing him on the deck. Worf – Escape course, now! Three birds go straight up away from Trekla V Martok – Engage cloak. Kor struggles to his feet. Kolana – Orantho and Slivin have cloaked. No pursuit form Trelka V. Martok back in his chair – No time to waste, proceed to the rendezvous. Then on to the Manora shipyards warp seven. Worf stands beside Martok – Medical team to the bridge. Martok – Worf, get that man out of here. Kor leaves of his own accord. Door behind his station. Quark, believing Ezri is attracted to Worf, tries to tell her not to get involved with Worf, admits he’s had some problems with Worf in the past, but in this he’s just trying to do what’s best for Ezri. She deserves better. Ezri tells Quark she’s not interested in another relationship with Worf, she cares about him, but he’s moved on with his life and she has too. Klingon males and females hang around Quark’s On Ch’tang Kor sits spooning soup from white wok, alone in mess hall. Martok, Darok and Lt. Synon enter. They get mugs of bloodwine from side buffet. Martok pauses in talking, then starts baiting Kor. Kolana comes in later. Martok – Find out what’s wrong with the Ning’tao. I know Captain Lurkan is young, but he must realize the importance for keeping formation. I’ve been thinking about our next objective. Perhaps we should go after a bigger target. Something more threatening to our forces. Now, what a bout the base on Caleb IV? Darok, uncomfortable – If you’ll excuse me, I have duties to attend to. Martok get in his face – Your duties are right here. [Darok sits in chair at table, Synon sits on table] Someone was just telling me about the defenses on Caleb IV. Who was that? Synon – I believe it was our third officer, General. Martok – That’s right. Third officer. Tell us about Caleb IV. Is it manned by Jem’Hadar or Cardassian troops? Kolana leans in from lounging against door – I thought it was a Fed outpost Martok, incredulous – How can that be? The Fed is our ally. Surely Kor is aware of that. Synon – Perhaps he’s confused. Martok – Confused? The Dahar Master? Surely not. We must be the ones who are confused. Enlighten us, who mans the base on Caleb IV, Dominion or Federation? Kolana – I think he’s forgotten. Synon – I think he’s asleep. Martok leans in close to Kor, who stares straight ahead. Synon starts laughing. Martok – Stop it, both of you. Don’t you have any respect for one of the greatest heroes of the empire? he’s thinking it over. Give him time. The last son of the House of Kor should not be rushed. Kolana - How long should we wait? Synon – Perhaps we should ask Kang! The women laugh, Martok watches Kor, Darok looks to Kor. Kor pushes bowl away, stands up, starts to walk away. Martok – Well, say something, old man, or have you lost your tongue as well as your mind? Kor turns and looks at Martok a long moment – Savor the fruit of life, my young friends. It has a sweet taste when it is fresh from the vine but don’t live too long. The taste turns bitter, after a time. Kor walks out, exits to right of alcove. Martok sweeps dishes off table, startling Kolana. Later Martok sits in his office chair, leaning back, looking up, Worf enters with palmpadd. The new personnel roster. Martok rouses himself to take it. It activates with some beeping sounds Martok – You’re removed Kor from active duty. Martok – I saw no other choice. Martok – Still, you’re his friend. It must have been difficult for you. Worf – A friend would not have put him in that position in the first place. Martok – I’ve hated his name for almost 30 years. I’ve dreamt of the moment when I would finally see him stripped of his rank and title, when he would suddenly find himself without a friend in the world, without the power of his birthright. Well, I’ve had that moment now. And I took no joy from it. Have you thought about what will become of him when we return to Deep Space Nine? Worf – I plan to speak with Chancellor Gowron to try and find Kor some assignment on the homeworld. Martok – I’ll have a word with Gowron as well. Kolana – Bridge to General Martok. Martok – Yes? Kolana – Pardon the interruption, Sir but our sensors have detected a large body of enemy ships. Martok heaves himself out of chair – On my way. Martok and Worf enter bridge from around left wall near front of bridge. Martok – Where are they? Kolana - Their warp signatures are wearing directly astern. They’re Jem’Hadar fighters and they appear to be pursuing us. Martok - How can that be? Worf takes station to right of Kolana – The lead ship is using some sort of long-range tachyon scanner to penetrate our cloaks. Lt. Synon from her perfectly functioning helm – Does the Dominion possess such a device? Martok looks over Kolana’s screens – they do now. Worf – How many ships? Kolana – I’ve identified ten vessels so far and they’re gaining on us. After commercial break Worf, Kolana and Martok stand together at side of bridge looking at aft view of pursuing ships. Kolana has a palmpadd. Darok hovers near doorway. Worf – How long before we are within their weapons’ range? Kolana – Two hours, 12 minutes. Martok – Helm, have you located the Defiant? Lt. Synon – Yes sir, they’re waiting for us in the Kalandra Sector with seven Fed starships. It will take us three hours 45 minutes to reach them. Worf – If the Jem’Hadar could be forced to drop out of warp for only ten minutes they would not have time to catch up with us before we rendezvous with the Defiant. Martok – It’s a fine theory, but how do we execute it? Worf – We could disrupt their warp fields with an inverse graviton burst. It would force them to drop to impulse until the gravitons dissipated. Kolana – We would need to generate a massive burst to disrupt the warp fields of a fleet that size. Worf – A single bird of prey could do it by diverting warp power to the main deflector. Martok – How long would that delay them? Kolana – They could reinitialize their warp cores in less than two minutes. Worf – If I could engage them in battle while they are still at impulse, that would delay them even longer. I know I could do it. Martok – What do you mean, you could do it? Worf – The Orantho’s captain and first office rare dead and the Slivin’s deflector is damaged and cannot generate a graviton burst, and the Ning’tao’s captain is too young and inexperienced. I am the logical choice. Martok – But Worf, this means that you’d be sacrificing the entire crew of the Ning’tao. Worf – I have thought about that. We could beam most of the crew over before I take command. I would only need six volunteers. Martok paces away, wracked with anguish at loosing his best friend Worf. Darok stands in the background listening to all this. Martok turns – Signal the Ning’tao. Tell them to prepare for a change in command. In his quarters, Kor lies down. Darok comes, rings door chime. Kor lets person enter with a Yes. Darok has tray with mug and plate. Kor’s quarter’s have band of flashing yellow lights, other bunk for Darok to sit on. Kor doesn’t get up – I’m not hungry. Darok – The food is for me. I haven’t eaten in hours. Men of our generation never stood on ceremony, huh? We ate when we were hungry. We fought when we were angered. Oh, I miss the simplicity of those days. Kor - I miss a great deal about those days. Darok – The warriors on this ship, they don’t know what they’ve missed. But such is the way with children. They often let the promise of the future obscure the glories of the past. Kor – Is there a point to this nostalgic indulgence? Darok – Only that they are children. Even Martok, who, for all his flaws, is a great man. Even Martok is but a child compared to you or me. they are quick to judge, but slow to forgive. They still have much to learn. We are being pursued by a Jem’Hadar fleet. Worf believes he can stop them with a single ship. This raises Kor’s interest, he sits up – How? Darok activates a palmpadd with a beep, hands it to Kor – It’s a good plan but it has one flaw. It depends entirely on Worf successfully engaging the whole enemy fleet if only for a short time. Kor nods – It can be done. The key is to confuse their sensors in the opening moments, with a spread of torpedoes. Darok has done what he came to do, he gets up – Perhaps. But it would take a man with three times his experience to accomplish such a feat. And such a man would have to be certain of his abilities. Kor – Such a man would not take the job unless he were certain. Darok pleased with himself – It has been an honor serving with you, Kor, son of Rynar. Darok bows his head. exits. Worf walks dark red lit corridor to single self activating transporter station. Kor comes up. Kor – Worf! leaving for the Ning’tao I take it? Worf – Yes. Kor – I wanted to wish you well. I look forward to seeing you at the gates of Sto-Vo-Kor. Worf puts hand on Kor’s shoulder – As do I. Kor – Do you have any message you want me to convey to Jadzia? This confuses Worf a second before Kor jabs him in the neck with a hypospray. Collapses to the deck. Kor bends over him. Kor – When I reach the halls of the Hallowed dead I will find your beloved and remind her that her husband is a noble warrior and that he still loves no one but her. Good-bye, my friend. Live well. Kor steps up into single transporter station, control console in from of occupant. Pushes buttons madly. Straightens up. Kor – Long live the Empire. Transported in red, low humming Klingon transporter effect. The Ning’tao decloaks, sweeps around, heads back to Jem’Hadar at warp speed. Martok sits stoically in captain’s chair on bridge, Darok comes up with bottle of bloodwine. Offers it to Martok. Martok – On the bridge? Darok – If they succeed, you can drink to their courage, and if they fail you can still drink to their courage. Kolana reports her console readings - The Ning’tao is closing on the enemy. She’s initiated the graviton burst. Their warp fields are destabilizing. They’re dropping to impulse. Martok – By Kahless’s hand, how many? Kolana – All of them. The Ning’tao has dropped out of warp. She’s engaging the enemy. Martok bows his head deeply – Die well, Worf. Worf – Today was not my day to die. Martok – Worf! but then who? Kor! Worf – He surprised me outside the transporter room with a hypospray. Martok – I hope that old fool understands what’s he’s doing. How goes the battle? Kolana – we’re approaching the limit of our sensor range. But it appears that the enemy formation has collapsed. The Ning’tao is maneuvering rapidly. She’s taking heavy fire from the Jem’Hadar. I’ve lost contact. Martok – One ship, against ten. It doesn’t seem possible. Worf – He will succeed. He is Kor. The Dahar Master. Everyone stands around bridge. Martok wondering. Kolana – He’s done it. The Jem’Hadar are out of time. They can no longer overtake us before we reach the Defiant. Martok – How, how did that pompous old man hold off an entire Jem’Hadar fleet with only one ship? Worf – Does it matter? Martok –Darok, give me that bottle. Martok knocks off the top of the bottle with his dk’ tahg. Martok – To Kor, the Dahar Master and noble warrior to the end. Takes a swing, passes bottle to Worf. Worf to Kolana. Kolana to Synon. Synon to Darok, Darok to Martok, who holds off a moment, not singing. Then takes bottle. Darok starts song; my-cho kara end-do keela bay-do chum ka ree-do meela stum-pa rip-to maaaah-la ee-cho ree-ka! ree-ka! ree-ka! maaaah so fah ka-lee te cho-pah mee-to Star Trek The Magazine January 2003 Vol. 3 Issue 09 Kor, exploits in battle earned him the highly honored title of Dahar Master. Kor was born into a family that descended from inside the Imperial court. He was an independent spirit who paid little attention to the High Council, ruthlessly ambitious. Tales of his heroism are commonplace. Organia, Kor was head of an invasion task force during a border dispute with the United Fed of Planets. Kor believed Klingons would win in war over Fed because they were more disciplined and ruthless. Kor lead Klingons to a memorable victory over the Romulans in Battle of Klach D'Kel Brakt in 2276, or 2270. It was shortly after this that he was awarded the title of Dahar Master, which is bestowed upon only the greatest of Klingon warriors Kor, along with Kang and Koloth, also fought a glorious battle against T'nag and his army, emerging victorious despite overwhelming odds. Some of Kor's other triumphs included his valiant defense of the Korma Pass, his victory against the Fed at the battle of Caleb IV and his attack on Romulus. On DS 9 Kor got drunk and fought holo-reenactment of his victory over the Romulans. Koloth was killed, Kor was injured, Kang mortally wounded in Albino attack. Kor sung sacred funeral dirge in honor of his fallen comrades and then unleashed the traditional Klingon death howl. After the deaths of Kang and Koloth statues were erected in their honor in the Hall of Heroes on Qo'noS and Kor was appointed as the Klingon ambassador to Vulcan. Kor had not been a supporter of Chancellor Gowron or the High Council and had spoken out against them on numerous occasions. Kor found himself the forgotten man of the Empire. Kor was forced to ask Worf to help him find a place to fight alongside his Klingon brothers so that he could die as a respected Klingon warrior and not suffer the humiliation of growing old. Caleb IV, a Fed base taken by Kor many years earlier For a Klingon, there is great dishonor in dying of old age rather than being killed in glorious battle. Kor had always been a greatly respected Klingon who had lived life for the moment, not caring who he hurt to realize his ambitions Make the most of being young and not make the mistake of growing old Worf's plan meant certain death. Kor took it. Kor and the Ning'tao. Kor delayed 10 Jem'Hadar for more than half an hour. Once Upon a Time B’E – If Tom’s looking to land, the Flyer must be in pretty bad shape Tom’s goodbye message to B’E – Hey B’Elanna, look on the bright side, no more day old pizza laying around. And you’ll never have to watch another chapter of Captain Proton again. Don’t mind the computer. She’s just jealous that I’m spending my last moments talking to you. So long. The Monster Hunters, Strange New Worlds III no Klingon content Battle Lines by Dave Galanter & Greg Brodeur P52 no cloak was that good. There had always been some flaw in the Romulan and Klingon cloaks Janeway was used to. The problem was usually not having time to see the flaw. P68 Chakotay had said something to Torres, noticed the sarcastic sparkle in her eyes Chakotay - I know everyone feels like they spent a bad night in a Klingon bar – Paris – I’ve spent my share of nights in Klingon bars P177 Paris concerned about what might happen to B’Elanna when Voyager returns home. Give her a Starfleet commission? If Tom make a comment about Seven, Chakotay would tell B’E, and B’E would kill Tom. P182 Chakotay has gone picnicking with B’E. it was no secret that Paris and Torres were an item, and so Chakotay decided he needn’t relate his picnicking experience. Paris has tried twice to go with B’E, but each time they’ve been detoured by an engineering crisis P224 just causes, whether you were Starfleet or Maquis, is what we’re all about The Siege at AR-558 Worf calls down to Sisko on AR-558 – We are being attacked by two Jem’Hadar ships. We have locked onto your coordinates. Are you ready for transport? O’Brien, on shaking Defiant – Captain, sensors show Jem’Hadar landing nine kilometers from your position. Worf – Sir, we must beam you aboard now. We have to break orbit. Sisko – Take evasive action, Mr. Worf. we’re staying here. Worf – Sir, I must ask you to reconsider. I do not know when we will be able to come back for you. Sisko – You have your orders, Commander. Worf smartly – Aye, sir. good luck. During siege Quark consuls Nog – Humans are a wonderful, friendly people, as long as their bellies are full and holosuites are working. Take away creature comforts, deprive them of food, sleep, sonic showers, put their lives in jeopardy over an extended period of time and these same friendly intelligent wonderful people will become as nasty and as violent as the most bloodthirsty Klingon. Torias and Curzon and Jadzia were in battle many times Post siege Worf comes down to report to Sisko – The USS Veracruz has entered orbit. They’re beaming down troop replacements and an engineering crew. Sisko – What about our people? Worf- Dr. Bashir is aboard the Veracruz with Nog and the rest of the wounded. They will be taken to a hospital on Starbase 371. Sisko – Good. Worf looks admiring at subdued Sisko – This was a great victory. One worthy of story and song. Sisko – It cost enough. Timeless B’E bashes champagne on rail to celebrate new quantum slipstream drive. Tomorrow’s flight home. Months building drive. Neelix gives B’E a big preserved Talaxian fur fly, if one stowed away on ship sign of good fortune. it hung in Neelix’s engine room for six years. Tom discovers a .04 variance. B’E second’s Harry’s ride the rapids in front idea as great. Renewed sense of momentum even after failure. Covenant If one believes in Klingon religion, you get to eat the hearts of your enemies, and go to Sto-Vo-Kor when you die. Go on vision quests. Dukat – The death of Jadzia was most unfortunate, but the Celestial temple was at stake and she was in the way. Worf investigates ship departures after Kira’s disappearance. Worf knows Dominion transporter distance up to 3 ly with homing transponder. Star Trek Insurrection p27 two years since Picard and Worf in struggle against Borg Queen. Last Picard heard Worf was serving on DS 9. Worf was at Manzar colony installing a new defense perimeter when he heard Enterprise was in the sector. Picard has a few ideas he’d like to discuss about Manzar security, though Picard would happily make up any reason to be able to catch up with Worf. P73 Picard asks Worf to join them in mission to Briar Patch about Data P50 Mission to safely capture Data, Worf has already had LaForge modify a tricorder with one of Data’s actuation servos to shut him down. Picard smiled in honest appreciation of the Klingon’s initiative. It’s good to have you back, Worf. P54 Son’a ships are known to be equipped with isolytic subspace weapons, outlawed by the Second Khitomer Accord. Subspace weapons in general are outlawed. P57 Worf dreams of wrestling young male Kolar beast, same size as Worf. Thick and pudgy body all bones and muscle, toothless, short silvery soft fur, flat skull, long snout, bewhiskered head, wise, soft eyes. Worf has once seen Terran gray seals along mountainous coastline of northern California. Kolar best stands erect, black gums could crush Klingon bone to powder, each arm ends in a dozen claws, needle thin, strong, and sharp enough to shred flesh. Kolar beats favored by adolescent Klingons seeking to prove their courage and strength. Its favorite method of killing foolish young Klingons was suffocation, muscle of midsection was prehensile, capable of engulfing either side of prey and slowly squeezing or disembowelment by claws. Best way to subdue a Kolar – hold arms and claws clear, wedge your head beneath animal’s jawbone forcing chin and jaw up, bite neck for soft spot. Kolar belly muscles expand, slowly engulf Worf. Tender spot at juncture of abdomen and haunches. With a warrior’s grace Worf holds on as beast fell. Hot acid foam from mouth. Drink wine colored blood from soft spot. K’Ehleyr in Worf’s dream – So I die and all you can do is take up with measly pale-skinned excuses for female - Betazed, Trill. Do you remember what it is to love a real woman, a Klingon? Touch me gently, kiss me tenderly and I’ll tear your arms from their sockets. P61 the shriek of a djabi bird. Worf sleeps in his uniform. Youths lust for battle and love. When he was in throes of adolescence sleep had some heavily on him no one could wake him. Worf takes over for Lt. Daniels after straightening his baldric. P68 Worf and Picard go after Data in shuttlecraft. Worf sings in rich baritone. Worf doesn’t know Come out, come out wherever you are. Worf a little green at shuttle’s violent movements. Worf doesn’t know Gilbert & Sullivan, he hasn’t had time to meet all the new crew. He’s unaware they’re 19th century composers. P76 dream of Kolar beast and delicious craving for battle that had overcome him. Worf contemplates the exhilaration hand to hand combat with worthy foe Data, no chance of victory but glorious death. Worf’s first urge was to strike a battle pose but against all instinct he aimed tricorder again. duty to friend Data and Picard, to return both himself and Data intact. P105 Worf handles communications P118 massive swollen red sore on Worf’s nose. A gorch. Worf gave Riker a sideways glance that spoke of death and daggers. Klingons never do anything small. P154 Worf and Data activate transport inhibitors around Ba’ku village P169 Worf appears younger after spending time on the Ba’ku planet, hair thicker, wilder. Accelerated hair growth is often experienced by Klingons during Jak’tahla, puberty doesn’t do translation justice. Severe mood swings. Unusual aggressive tendencies. P178 Worf fires at isolinear tag drones until phaser malfunctions, swings it like bat’leth. Definitely feeling aggressive tendencies. P198 Worf takes a large double barreled isomagnetic disintergrator from his backpack, noisy P201 the burly intimidating creature called a Klingon P216 Worf digs Picard and Anij out after cave-in P259 Worf works with Picard and Gallatin to fool Ru’afo with holoship. Worf thinks Ru’afo very like Picard. P270 Worf as a Klingon is faster, more powerful than Picard. But Picard wants to stop Ru’afo personally P28 Riker decides no point in trying to hide his feelings from Worf regarding Deanna. Worf says with uncharacteristic gentleness. You feelings about her haven’t changed since the day I met you. This place just let them out for a little fresh air. Infinite Regress Seven channels assimilated Klingon, older male warrior. Raids mess hall and gnaws on Kelaran wildebeest leg. Seven/K - doh rock me raj B'E - I beg your pardon? Seven/K - I am the son of K'vok. And you, what House are you from? B'E - Is this some kind of a joke? Seven/K - You wear the uniform of a Starfleet p'tak. What kind of a warrior are you? B'E - Tom put you up to this, didn't he? Well it didn't work. Seven/K - Come, warrior, let me look at you. [Sniffs the back of B'E's neck] Your blood is sweet. [Seven grabs B'E from behind and bites her left cheek. B'E tosses Seven across room into bulkhead] Seven/K - You are strong. You will make an excellent mate. B'E, grabbing heavy spanner - Get the hell away from me. Seven/K pounds her own chest - You wish to prove yourself in battle. Seven attacked Lt. Torres. B'E told Tuvok Seven called herself the son of K'vok and initiated a Klingon mating ritual. B'E enters engineering and stops when she sees Seven. Seven - Don't worry, Lt. The son of K'vok will not be joining us. B'E - Glad to hear it. Does this qualify as our second date? B'E works to prevent Borg vinculum from adapting. Succeeds. A Klingon male, younger, darker than the son of K'vok, hangs on to Tuvok in his mind meld with Seven. Elderly Klingon, more like the son of K'vok exchanges a few punches with Tuvok. B'E is expecting Seven to join her in engineering for recalibration of EPS manifolds. It's Only A Paper Moon Worf, way in the back, greets Nog’s return Nothing Human B'E head down, arms folded, at Doc's holoimage show. B'E chuckles at image of Tom covered in mud, fetid mud pits of Palomar on Lav'oti V. B'E - what happened to going to yellow alert after half an hour, when they finally escape the Doctor. B'E and Tom to mess hall for coffee. B'E laughs quite a bit when Neelix brings up the Tom covered in mud pic - You're famous. Doctor also has a pic of the Chief Engineer with her foot stuck in a plasma injector. They didn't see that one. The Doctor must have taken it out of the exhibition. B'E is frowning. Tom - I can't wait to get my hands on it. Maybe I can distribute it to everyone's personal database. B'E - Try it, and I'll kill you. Right after I finish deleting the Doctor's program. B'E on the bridge at her little engineering station off to the side. The creature jumps on B'E in sickbay, integrates into her systems. Torres goes into cytotoxic shock, 2 cc's of inaprovaline stabilizes her. Tom - How to we get it off her? The leading exobiologist in the database is Cardassian Crell Moset. B'E's Bajoran Lt. Tabor in engineering doesn't like taking orders from Seven, he usually takes orders from B'E, he is aware B'E doesn't like Seven. The Captain left Seven in charge of Engineering while B'E absent. B'E regains consciousness with alien on her. Can't move. Tom - Just think, I could force you to listen to rock and roll all day and you wouldn't be able to do a thing about it. B'E not happy about Cardassian - Can't the Doctor find somebody else? As far as I'm concerned they're all cold blooded killers. Tom - I understand how you feel. Unfortunately, that cold-blooded killer may be the only one who can save your life. Doctor - I'm surprised at you. Never took you as one who would make generalizations based on race. B'E - when it comes to Cardassians, I'm guilty as charged. Doctor - I realize your experience with them was unpleasant. B'E not the only one who is going to have a problem with keeping Crell around. Tabor's brother and grandfather were killed by Crell, experimenting to find cure. He was there. The Crell program should be destroyed. Chakotay remembers some of the Maquis under his command talking about an infamous Cardassian doctor, during the war. B'E - I had a bad feeling about that hologram the instant I saw him. Tom - Looks like your instinct was right. B'E - I won't let him near me. Tom - You're kidding, right? B'E - I am dead serious. If I let that pig operate on me, I'll be benefiting from other people's suffering. Do it without him. Find another way. Tom argues to save B'E's life, who would know out here in the Delta Quadrant? Chakotay not in favor of going against B'E's wishes. Tuvok finds her position logical, not wanting to validate Crell Mosset's methods. Chakotay - This isn't about rules and regulations, this is about doing what's right. Spoken like a true Maquis. Janeway only considered with B'E's well being, morality issues later. Operate. B'E recovers in quarters. Her nervous system has suffered extreme trauma. When the Doctor told her we'd used Mosset's program, she was unhappy, to put it mildly. I nearly had to sedate her. Janeway - Sounds like her Klingon temper has fully recovered. Doctor - It practically qualifies as a chronic condition B'E burns incense in wide shallow ceramic dish supported by curly metal pieces Janeway - Interesting fragrance. I'm surprised it hasn't set off the environmental alarms. B'E - It's a combination of mental relaxant and expeller of demons. It's an ancient Klingon remedy. B'E has thick metal piece on wall by door, quilted fabric hanging over couch. B'E - You can't order someone to get rid of an emotion, Captain. You had no right to make that decision for me. Janeway - I did what I thought best. I get the feeling there are still a few demons in the air. Let's hope this does the trick. Prodigal Daughter Jadzia ordered 51 cases, 51 varieties of gagh before she died, for Martok's birthday next week. Torgud, wiggly; filden squirms; meshta jumps; bithool has feet; wistan packed in targ blood. Can’t flush it out airlock, environmental regulations. Ezri doesn’t want to give it to Martok, as he’ll insist Share gifts with giver as point of honor. Ezri can remember what each one tastes like. Thirty Days B draws up some engineering solutions for the Moneans B comes to visit Tom in Captain Proton program. B - Hey, here to stamp out intergalactic evil? It sounds like you found yourself a cause. For what its worth, I'm proud of you. Tom - Captain Proton won't be able to save the day. B - What about Tom Paris? B takes a step after Tom as he heads for the brig. When Harry visits Tom in the Brig, Tom asks - How's B'Elanna? Harry - She misses you. Tom - I know the feeling. B calls Tom after he's released - Rumor has it you're free for dinner. Tom - you sure you want to be seen associating with an ex-con? B - my quarters, 0700. That's an order, ensign. The Emperor's New Cloak 
Quark and Rom steal cloaking device from bird of prey, heavy for the two of them to carry. Rom cloaked the cloaking device. Martok and Sisko come along corridor to Bird of Prey. Martok to Sisko – Our present position is precarious. I’m telling you Captain we have to find a way to expand our lines beyond the Kalandra system. Sisko – I agree, if we don’t move soon the ionic storms will isolate our position. Martok – Allowing the Dominion to flank us. Sisko and Martok go back to investigate Quark and Rom acting innocent. Martok – What about the bulkhead? Martok doesn’t have much patience, bares his teeth - Captain. Sisko – I’ll talk to Admiral Ross. Martok – I’ll talk to Chancellor Gowron, as well. Quark and Rom take Klingon cloaking device to cargo bay 14. rectangular device, induction coils at one end. Martok comes to cargo bay 14 yelling – Ferengi, I’ll have you hanging by your ears! Black Hats, Strange
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