Things Happen to Humanists... Earther.
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Arcadia # 4821 | |
| — Hostile Encounters — | |
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| year | 344 CE (2407) |
| posted | October 28 2007 |
| previous | Silent Treatment |
| next | Peachy |
Scott Dunson stood in the ship's lounge. Nina stood alongside him attempting to hide a grin and failing miserably for his expression was just priceless.
"This isn't a lounge. It's a khesting ZOO!" Scott mouthed into Nina's tender shell-shaped ear.
Nina hid her giggle behind her fingers. That was such a Humanist remark....
Despite Scott's attempt to keep his comment quiet, a Klingon heard him. The Klingon slammed his mug against the table, causing the human waiter to jump.
"Bloodwine, scumbag!"
Nina raised an amused eyebrow.
"And rokeg blood pie!" The cup slammed again.
Scott did the Klingon's bidding before a boss, who was certainly alien, could hear the Klingon bitch.
Within a couple minutes, Scott plucked the food and drink down in front of the Klingon, trying to ignore the smell. Before he could pull away, his wrist was in a bruising grip.
"Things happen to Humanists... Earther." The Klingon snarled in a low tone. He flicked the wrist away as if it was a loathsome insect.
Scott rubbed the abused limb, sure there was going to be a hell of a bruise.
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