The Ill Wind Blows

Posted on Sun Oct 4th, 2015 @ 4:32pm by Ensign Corrine Steiner

Mission: Blooming Friendships
Location: Civilian Space Docks
Timeline: Pre-Launch

[ON]

Corrine Steiner was not a small woman, but appeared to be when amongst towering Klingons. Largely ignored by the men who were preparing their ship, she walked with Captain Gob'kick. Although she had earned the right to speak with him, that was about the limit.

He squinted distrustfully, "What are you asking of me?"

"Nothing, M'Lord. I am simply trying to pass you a private warning. This star system will soon be engulfed in war. What you choose to do with my warning, if anything, is your decision."

He stopped her. As Klingons frequently do when they're not getting the eye contact that they want, he took hold under her jaw and turned her face toward his. "You fear something."

"There is nothing that you could do about it."

Gob'kick began to anger, "You doubt my abilities? Or are you simply trying to bait me with a challenge?"

Her expression conveyed little emotion, "Some events in this life are fated to happen."

He released his light clutch on her throat, "How would you know the difference?" Gob'kick squinted at her, "You speak as a Klingon wife, but you are not mine."

Corrine frowned, "Okay, you've lost me."

"Some Klingon wives can sense dangers and destinies of their husbands."

She answered without thinking, "Dangers can be avoided."

He offered a predator's smile, "You are a seer! Yes... suddenly Corrine Steiner makes much sense!"

Corrie didn't reveal her apprehensive impulse, "I don't believe in tarot cards and crystal balls." Once again, he took hold under her jaw. She offered the strongest protest that she could dare, under the circumstances, "I really... wish you wouldn't do that."

"Speak fully to me, and I won't."

She sighed, "I'm not the magic wand that people might think I am." Her fierce eye contact declared her refusal to elaborate further."

He respected her determination and released her, "Very well. War is coming. We warriors will choose our own path."

Visibly relieved, Corrie nodded, "May we all survive the war."

"That is an insipid human blessing, woman! It is better to say, 'May we all fight well!'"

She tipped her head in a defiant smile, "May we all fight well and survive the war!"

He threw his head back in laughter.

[OFF]

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Corrine Steiner
Klingon Gob'Kick [Steiner]

Starbase 332
Pegasus Fleet