ILLUMINARRPG: (6-0811) Tholian Operative- K’char’tang

[Al Muir]

Mission: For Honor

Day: 6

Stardate: 2446.04.29


(Qo'nos - Main Hall - Tholian Operative- K’char’tang - 0811)


Looking down from his perch he couldn’t help but chuckle. The web was coming to a close. It was almost perfect. These Federationers played right into the plan.  They were even helping herd Morek to the door.


The death of Morek was unavoidable now. With his sudden loss of power, his removal would reduce the Klingon world to yet another Civil War. While they were busy fighting internally, with their resources stretched out as they were, acquiring expanded territory for the Assembly should be easy.


The pleasure in his emanation disappeared as a large creature stepped in front of the door. Some low level Klingon opened the door before Morek could be there and the explosion had been blocked by this large thing.


He adjusted his weight in frustration. Then something struck him. He screeched in pain. It happened again and his leg separated from his body. His hold on the ceiling loosened and he plummeted to the ground.


As he fell he sent a mess save, “We are undone. Flee.”


When his body struck the ground he could feel his injuries grown and his lifeblood flowing from him. He focused the last of his conscious energy in a final effort. He toned his clicks to say a single word in standard.


“M…mor… Morek.”


Then the blackness overtook him.


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(posted by Al Muir)

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