LoSmaH wa' - Klingons Like Blades... Don't They?

[general_chang]

[Chang grumbled slightly when the turbulence hit, particularly when the Admiral voice came through, but didn't feel particularly bothered by it. Nietzscheans were more like Klingons than the regular human, at least as far as senses were concerned.

It was the sharp pinch against his ribs that woke him up completely. He shifted to find out what it was and found that it was grown out of his arms.

He looked at it in curiosity, glancing over to where K'Nera had lain. The panther, woken by the turbulence, looked up at him in a similar questioning manner.

He got up, got mostly dressed (he didn't bother with trying to get the bone blades into sleeves) before he appears on the communicator, showing off the new blades.]

I would like to spar.

[Yes, he has the best priorities, ladies and gentlemen.]

Comments

[general_chang]

A human saying. No doubt they do nothing with it. If you resent something such as a failure of a woman to hold onto power then the resentment should spur you to action. She should take control and not leave it up to those in power to give it to you. What sane person gives up their power?

To answer your question, Klingon women are not weaker. They simply haven't seized power and allow men to keep theirs. Why? That is a question best asked of them. I am a man, I do not understand them as well as they do.

[truth_is_cold]

It's a good human saying from a great philosopher. It's not a power, it's a way people can manipulate you. It's a way you can fool yourself into thinking your allies are your enemies. "You dislike this? Dislike it more so I can use you." "You don't agree with me on something I dislike? Obviously you're not truly an ally and must be an enemy." [That. That he knew all too well.] Right now you're likely resenting me but the fact is I do want you to leave here, and it's my duty as a friend to Braxiatel to try.

[It seemed to him that women had seized power, and it was still forcibly stripped from them. But he supposed that was a conversation he should have with women-

And very well might.]

[general_chang]

All emotions are a way to manipulate. All aims. Resentment is not unique. I could be a machine, yet still be manipulated. Your saying means nothing. As your mention of Braxiatel means nothing. [This might be a lie. He's clearly annoyed by the name-drop.]

[truth_is_cold]

[He meant it as a truthful namedrop. His entire reason for being on the Barge secretly to watch over Narvin on Brax's behalf, though he's made no secret that he hates this place. His deal just decorative, while some part of him is still seeking absolution by doing something even Braxiatel found unpalatable because it needed to be done.] I didn't say it meant anything to you, but it is important to me.

[He stops though.] Miral Paris, B'Elanna's daughter- the daughter of her and a Federation human. She was to be the kuvah'magh. I don't know exactly what that means. But I'm losing my appetite.

[general_chang]

[He looks at Rhade suspiciously, not believing him at all. Fortunately, he's given an out.] You need to eat. The cafeteria food is inadequate. Start to hunt, your appetite will return.

[truth_is_cold]

I'll hunt later. [Rhade can be extremely stubborn himself, even if this ends up with an aching set of stomachs later.] Right now, I'm not fit for it. [He touches his mouth again, before sticking his fingers in. And pulls them out to reveal a smear of magenta over his knuckle. It takes a moment to realize that it's blood from nipping the inside of his cheek.]

[general_chang]

So you intend to eat yourself instead?

[truth_is_cold]

I've never had sharp teeth before. [He... kind of just wants to spit the flavor out. Something stops him. Maybe some modicum of control over his urges.] Go use the boneblades as you like. Don't kill anyone unless they lay down the terms beforehand and have permission from their warden for that sort of fight. And they do break if you catch them wrong. [And breaks hurt]

[general_chang]

[Chang just rolls his eyes and looks for K'Nera. When she's not immediately visible, he whistles and she appears, carrying a small animal in her jaws. At least someone had a good hunt.]

[truth_is_cold]

[He gives K'Nera a dry look, and in much the same tone that he'd speak to one of the cats on the Collection.] You've had sharp teeth for your whole life. [As if she would understand.]

[general_chang]

[K'Nera does not feel this is an adequate excuse, but doesn't much care, because she has her food.]