Hut - Chang isn't Really a Priest, You Guys.

[general_chang]

[Those with in earshot of level 2, room 18 will hear the melodic sounds of a Klingon trashing his room, in the mess Chang's communicator gets knocked and active.

It's on its side and you can catch the odd glimpse of him pacing back and forth, muttering.

Then he spots the device, he charges forth and flings the communicator as hard as he can to the opposite wall. You can hear one word clearly growled before it fritzes out.]

bortaS

!

[To those of you who understand Klingon, which actually pretty much amounts to: Data, that means 'revenge'.]

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Yay!

[general-chang.livejournal.com]

[There is static, possibly you can make his voice out, but at the moment, Chang isn't

quite

in the humour for tinkering so you can't hear what he's saying.]

[leadsthestars.livejournal.com]

General Chang? I cannot hear you!

[general-chang.livejournal.com]

[At best a growl and he picks it up again and flings it. The communicator is completely cut off now.



.... Twenty minutes later.]

Can I help you?

[leadsthestars.livejournal.com]

Wrong question. You were the one having a fit.

[general-chang.livejournal.com]

I am not having a

fit

, Goddess, I am working through my

difficulties

.

[leadsthestars.livejournal.com]

And what difficulties are those? Can I do anything to help?

[general-chang.livejournal.com]

Remind this Admiral that I am

not

human!

[leadsthestars.livejournal.com]

Nor am I, but I cannot change the will of the one who is the lord of this place.

[general-chang.livejournal.com]

[Desire to snap at her wars with the knowledge that his allies are few, eventually he just growls.] No.