Wrong Turn...
Posted on Thu Oct 20th, 2022 @ 5:02pm by Lieutenant Kell Asaa Dr
Edited on Mon Oct 24th, 2022 @ 2:22am
610 words; about a 3 minute read
[Federation Station, awaiting to board the USS Blackeagle...]
"Oh Kell, just what have you gotten yourself in for now?"
The computer replied kindly, =/\= "Please restate your question." =/\=
Kell ignored the computer and continued with her story. "I can't believe my bumbling luck P-L, that was the third ship I stumbled into! And man, when I said I stumbled into, I mean I stumbled... in... to!"
Kell shook her head, wondering if she could ever show her face in that area again. And she'd better look up Klingon social graces...
"Note to self, look up Klingon social norms."
=/\= "So noted." =/\=
"The first ship was totally accidental, and it was a Federation vessel, just not the one I was looking for. Apologies made, moving on... then I thought I'd made the right turns, found the loading bay and didn't realize I was in the wrong place until those Ferengi started giving me the eye, and something about me having clothes, and I don't know what else they had in mind but no, just no, I hadn't passed anything but the outer airlock so I hot-footed it out of there, let me tell you!"
"You know P-L, for such short stature, those guy's can really move when they want to!"
"I thought, third time's the charm. I'm not exactly sure where the came from, I'm guessing some Earth trope that's always so popular around the stations. But there was no way I expected to slip onto the wrong ship... again! But oh yes, I am special that way! And this time, oh my... I was head down, still feeling a little nervous from those Ferengi after me when Blammo! I ran into, or rather stumbled into, well, tangled up with a couple of leather-bound monstrosities. Oh my, color me pink and spank my rump! I shot up as fast as I could, trying to apologize but the two guys were growling and yelling and I don't know what else since they're Klingons and that's what they do, a lot." Kell's hands waved about as the story got more convoluted. She decided to turn on the video log next time...
"And to make matters worse, someone came through a door right next to us and looked down. There I was, standing with my hands out and trying to apologize, the two Klingons on the ground trying to get untangled and all but spitting at each other, or maybe that was for my benefit but I wasn't gonna get in that tangle. I may be a medical doctor but ick... just... ick!
"Anyway, that guy from the doorway... I can't tell if he was mad or thought it was funny, but he had some cross words for the fellows on the floor, at least I think they might've been cross words, but I now think they were quite put out by the predicament. I may have a knack for languages that I have time to study, but I don't think my *vomithawkspitgrowl* impressed anyone and the new guy went on another tangent."
"Computer, what does *grrspotwheezarghblok* mean?"
=/\= "Assuming that was a dialect of Klingon, my closest approximation of meaning is either a demand for marriage or a blood feud, depending on accompanying hand gestures and additional dialogue." =/\=
Kell shook her head, "Nope, nope, nope, not going back there, no Klingons, gonna stay on the... Blackeagle... yeah, that's the name. The Blackeagle is just where I wanna be."
Making a few faces that she wouldn't want to be seen making in public as she contemplated her jumble of thoughts, she calmed herself, centering her being, and looked around. "Now, I just have to find it!"
[OFF]
Tags: kell, asaa, CMO, Klingon
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