Search for the Assassins
Posted on Thu Jun 18th, 2015 @ 1:22am by Captain R'nard Lokran
387 words; about a 2 minute read
Mission:
Episode 88 - Memories Lost, Trouble Found
Location: SB 400
R'nard got the message and instantly went into action. This was what he needed to save face after losing the other assassin. As he was making his way to the Sickbay area, he called Lt. jg Saith.
=/\= Lokrran to Securrity. Meet me in the Sickbay area. It is locked down, but we will have access. We have two Klingon assassins to track down. =/\=
R'nard finally was at the Sickbay area and was let in. He needed to meet with the Klingons there, who had experience in Security and with his fellow Klingons.
"Sirr, I ask for the details in this crisis and what leeway I have in finding the assassins."
R'nard nodded. "I will find them, sirr. I stake my own honor on it. "
R'nard left and ducked into a cubbyhole. He took off his uniform and his shoes to ensure silent passage. All he was wearing was his fur and a pouch which contained his communicator and assorted small weapons. He looked like easy prey, but that was when the little Tralazar was most dangerous.
=/\= Lokrran to Securrity. The hunt is on. Be on your guard, and go as silently as you can.=/\=
R'nard was tracking the two. There were several Klingons on board, but these two had distinct characteristics,and he went swiftly and silently.
He dropped down in front of one of them, as they had seperated. "Stop, you are under arrrest!" he said. The Klingon assassin picked him up by the tail. "That is the last thing you will say, furball!" he said, pulling out a d'ktagh. Picking up a Tralazar, especially a Tralazar Master, was always a mistake. R'nard struck like lightning. He knew the pressure points of Klingons and hit the one known to paralyze them. The assassin went down before he knew what hit them, the knife clanging away. R'nard called to be transported with him to detention. The transport beamed them both there. R'nard twisted the Klingon's wrist, releasing him from the paralysis, then leaped out of the cell, as the field snapped shut behind him.
He received the message that the other had been apprehended as well. He grinned, oblivious of the fact he was in nothing but his fur. But fellow officers reminded him of it, and he rushed to his quarters to don a new uniform.