driftfleet | 002 [second log] video/action

Who: Worf and YOU!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Vanquish
When: Now

SS Vanquish:

Armoury:

[Worf can be found studying the armour and weapons within the confines of the room. A keen weapon specialist, this Klingon is picking up one of the rifles and studying it closely. Not bad. Yet, it could not outmatch a bladed weapon in his view.]

These weapons are unfamiliar to me yet, they possess strength and the build is well made. Are there any bladed weapons we can use?

[This time he wondered if there was anywhere he could get back his Mek'leth knives.]

Kitchen:

Is there anything to eat within the confines of this prison?

[One annoyed Klingon here. Worf found the space gel and wasn't even going to attempt to get any from the dispensers. It was disgusting. How were the crew suppose to survive? There had to be a cook aboard, surely? What about drink? Any prune juice? He doubted it.]

This was not what I expected when I was forced aboard this ship. Any meat?

[He searched in containers and found no animal. Damn this.]

Cargo Hold:

[Now, this was more Worf's style. A gym. Good. He could work out here and practice his martial arts. A Klingon needed to be battle ready at all times and this recreation room was near enough to a Holosuite as he was going to get. He walked around for a few moments, taking in the equipment and layout before noticing the punch bag.

He gave it a few hard punches, before moving onto the weights. Lifting the heaviest he could find, he grunted a little with effort but was soon lifting them easily from the tops of his thighs to his shoulders. Good. At least he still had his strength. Yet, he wanted a battle simulator. Did they have one? He put the weights down and frowned.]

Is there anywhere a man can practice a battle? I need weapons.

Network:

I have many questions since being made prisoner aboard this ship.

[A view of a Klingon could be seen through the feed's screen. His hair was tied up in typical warrior fashion in a pony tail at the back, while he still wore the uniform from Deep Space Nine. Starfleet issue.]

My Mek'leth knives were stolen from me on arrival by the Atroma. Is there anyway I can replicate some more? A smith even? I feel naked without my weapons and somewhere to practice with them would be helpful too. A Klingon's right should be that he can practice battling with enemies.

[He just feels useless after all. No way was he here for some "show."]

If anyone can help me it would be appreciated. One other thing....prune juice and Gagh. I wish to have these two items also. The food aboard this ship is...less than satisfactory for a Klingon's needs.

[Totally not fussy. At all.]

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The planet? I have not ventured down to the planet yet, since I am trying to familiarise myself with the ship.

[He's still pretty new and wants to find his bearings first of all.]

If there is prune juice down on the planet then perhaps I will venture down to find some. The food here is....detestable.

[As in he doesn't think too much of it, really.]

You favour bladed weapons?

Understandable. Got a little stir-crazy so I ditched the moment I could. I'm not used to being stuck in one place for long.

I'll keep an eye out for you. Probably your best bet would be a grocery store? I'd think, anyway.

[ It's not something she was on the look out for since it's not an important, every day thing for her. She's a daily coffee drinker, on the other hand. ]

Sometimes! Pretty pissed that my weapons were taken from me, but since I'm not going to get them back it's best I look for suitable replacements.

I, on the other hand, are used to remaining on the space station for long periods of time. Deep Space Nine is where I work as a Star Fleet officer. This place....is still strange to me.

[You'll have to get used to it, Worf.]

I appreciate your help. What weapons did you have on your person before they were stolen by the Atroma?

[He's big into weapons and is curious about what others have from different worlds.]

Sorry, afraid those don't ring a bell. I'm willing to learn about it, though! :)

Guess being forced somewhere you don't want to be without any warning is universally bullshit.

No problem! As for weapons, I had a handgun, AR, a variety of grenades, and two knives. When I woke up they were all gone, but they were kind enough to leave all my holsters and pouches and bags.

I can tell you all you want to know....within reason of course.

[He still had security to think about of course.]

It sounds like you had quite the arsenal. What kind of handgun did you have?

[Because this was interesting to him.]

Not quite even sure where to being when it comes to asking questions. Could I ask what the purpose is - at least of the one you were on? For us, we're only at the earliest parts of exploration and limited to the nearest moons.

[ Luckily she doesn't know enough to even know where to start asking about security. ]

Indeed! Wish I had it with me now, although it's always nice when you don't need to use a weapon. I had a Beretta M92F, customized. It doesn't always get used since it's been with me for so long, but it's a familiar and comfortable weapon.

You got anything like that?

Your weapons are unfamiliar to me. Back where I come from we use phaser rifles and handheld phasers; disrupters are used by other races too.

[Space weapons.]

I prefer to use the ancient Klingon way of hand-to-hand combat. It is more honourable and skilful than using a ranged lasered weapon. Perhaps, you and I could meet up and spar sometime? You can show me your Beretta M92F.

[Sexy.]

The terms are familiar, but I'm sure they're vastly different in reality than the fiction they exist in where I'm from! I've never heard of a distrupter, period.

[ Color her interested. Although she's about to have an experience with some on the planet, it's still something very different than what she's used to. ]

Well, then! I am definitely down for that. I'm on the smaller side as you may be aware but I don't like people to hold back. Wouldn't mind some kind of handicap on both sides to try new things, though?

Plan on getting one as close as possible. If I can, you'll get to see it. Since we've got access to handguns, I might try to get my hands on an assault rifle first. Definitely a knife or two, as well...

[ She likes weapons. ]

I seek to gain my knives back also. My Mek'leth that were taken from me upon arrival.

[He's always going to hate the Atroma for that. Why did they have to take them? For him to become defenceless? A Klingon always had his strength and hands to fight with. They forgot that!]

Should we meet upon a ship to practice our skills and continue our discussion around weapons?

[Because this was very interesting to him.]

Figures that we'd all be completely robbed and bare of ways to defend ourselves... Never heard of a Mek'leth. Is it a unique weapon?

[ Jill's no different, of course. If anything it can at least mean the unexpected since she is almost more comfortable crushing skulls with her thighs than she is stabbing or shooting something.

Almost. ]

Yeah, sure. Not sure if it'd be appropriate to do down on the planet, ha ha.

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