Chronicles of the House of Lar
Tal Shiar Resurrection
Chapter 2
Centurion Tovata beamed over and Lar welcomed her:
'Welcome to the I.K.S. Metal Church, Tovata. I have been ordered to murder you.' Tovata, a young, Romulan women with short black hair and dressed in a red-blue intelligence uniform, immediately reached for her weapon. Before she was able to properly aim however, Lar had taken it from her hands and threw it away. Before the weapons had hit the ground, she went ducked and tried to kick Lar's legs, with as goal to make him fall. Lar however, was a seasoned warrior, head of a Klingon House, at least eight decades older than her and stood quite sturdy on his legs. Instead he kicked Tovata in her stomach, used her momentarily disorientation to pick her up by her neck and threw her against the wall without breaking a sweat.
'You have spirit. You will fit right in on this ship. Walk with me,' Lar ordered, not checking if she was okay before leaving the transporter room.
Tovata catched up with Lar after several seconds.
'So you are not going to murder me?' she wondered out loud. Lar answered:
'No. I told I was ordered to, not that I was going to do it. I do not murder those under my command unless they have given me sufficient reason. If I would kill and murder at the slightest whim, I would have to spend all my time cleaning my bat'leth. My wife won't do it for me.' He added after a couple of silent seconds.
'Being Romulan is reason enough for some Klingons to kill me. Guess you're not all as bad as you smell,' Tovata joked.
'Get used to it, princess. Now, your quarters are here. You will eat with the crew and you will follow your duty. Understand?' Tovata confirmed she did. Lar continued: 'Come to the bridge when you have settled in. We're about to reach the Rolor Nebula and battle the Tal Shiar.'
Several minutes later the Metal Church indeed reached the Rolor Nebula. As Lar walked towards his chair, he asked for a report.
'One medium sized starbase with a couple of empty drydocks, a dozen ships, two of them D'deridex class cruisers, three Mogais and the rest are all T'Varos. It seems they have been rather thinned out recently. There is also a lot of debris from Romulan, Cardassian and Jem'Hadar ships,' the Gorn T'Yisheh reported.
'The True Way. Always showing up unannounced. At least they're gone already. activate the cloak and place us right in the middle of all these ships,' Lar ordered.
Once in position, Lar ordered to deactivate the cloak and fire at will. With exception of the D'deridex ships, all ships were destroyed in the first attack. One D'deridex engaged the Metal Church, but the other one flew away, long gone by the time Lar could order an intercept course.
'What is the status of the Starbase, Tovata?' Be'nal asked. Tovata, who had only just arrived on the bridge, sat down and reported:
'Uhh, one moment, ma'am. My Klingon is a bit rusty. Oke, I have it. Minimal defences, eightythree lifesigns. One of them is Jem'Hadar and one is Cardassian. You can guess the rest.'
'Good. Beam Kheldas and an away team over. Let them carve a way to the Jem'Hadar and the Cardassian and get them out,' Lar decided.
Chapter 2
Centurion Tovata beamed over and Lar welcomed her:
'Welcome to the I.K.S. Metal Church, Tovata. I have been ordered to murder you.' Tovata, a young, Romulan women with short black hair and dressed in a red-blue intelligence uniform, immediately reached for her weapon. Before she was able to properly aim however, Lar had taken it from her hands and threw it away. Before the weapons had hit the ground, she went ducked and tried to kick Lar's legs, with as goal to make him fall. Lar however, was a seasoned warrior, head of a Klingon House, at least eight decades older than her and stood quite sturdy on his legs. Instead he kicked Tovata in her stomach, used her momentarily disorientation to pick her up by her neck and threw her against the wall without breaking a sweat.
'You have spirit. You will fit right in on this ship. Walk with me,' Lar ordered, not checking if she was okay before leaving the transporter room.
Tovata catched up with Lar after several seconds.
'So you are not going to murder me?' she wondered out loud. Lar answered:
'No. I told I was ordered to, not that I was going to do it. I do not murder those under my command unless they have given me sufficient reason. If I would kill and murder at the slightest whim, I would have to spend all my time cleaning my bat'leth. My wife won't do it for me.' He added after a couple of silent seconds.
'Being Romulan is reason enough for some Klingons to kill me. Guess you're not all as bad as you smell,' Tovata joked.
'Get used to it, princess. Now, your quarters are here. You will eat with the crew and you will follow your duty. Understand?' Tovata confirmed she did. Lar continued: 'Come to the bridge when you have settled in. We're about to reach the Rolor Nebula and battle the Tal Shiar.'
Several minutes later the Metal Church indeed reached the Rolor Nebula. As Lar walked towards his chair, he asked for a report.
'One medium sized starbase with a couple of empty drydocks, a dozen ships, two of them D'deridex class cruisers, three Mogais and the rest are all T'Varos. It seems they have been rather thinned out recently. There is also a lot of debris from Romulan, Cardassian and Jem'Hadar ships,' the Gorn T'Yisheh reported.
'The True Way. Always showing up unannounced. At least they're gone already. activate the cloak and place us right in the middle of all these ships,' Lar ordered.
Once in position, Lar ordered to deactivate the cloak and fire at will. With exception of the D'deridex ships, all ships were destroyed in the first attack. One D'deridex engaged the Metal Church, but the other one flew away, long gone by the time Lar could order an intercept course.
'What is the status of the Starbase, Tovata?' Be'nal asked. Tovata, who had only just arrived on the bridge, sat down and reported:
'Uhh, one moment, ma'am. My Klingon is a bit rusty. Oke, I have it. Minimal defences, eightythree lifesigns. One of them is Jem'Hadar and one is Cardassian. You can guess the rest.'
'Good. Beam Kheldas and an away team over. Let them carve a way to the Jem'Hadar and the Cardassian and get them out,' Lar decided.
