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[general_chang]

[There's a long pause here.] I require more furs.[Klingons do not like the cold.]

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[most_feared]

CES is real enough. We'll keep trying until we get you somewhere like home, if you'd like.

[He figures if it was enough for Chang to express dislike, he must be having it rough.]

[general-chang.livejournal.com]

[Chang shrugs he's not going to admit that far.] I will meet you there.

Goddammit, losing tags like trying to hold a handful of tadpoles.

[most_feared]

[He's waiting up by the CES for Chang. He's not opened the door yet. He will when he gets there, but this way there's a better chance for Qo'nos.

[general-chang.livejournal.com]

[Chang will honestly settle for any place remotely warm, though always hopes for Qo'nos. He nods to K in greeting.]

[most_feared]

[He nods, and opens the door. Earth tropics. Opens the door again. A desert planet. Looks like there's something giant in the background, moving under the sand. He tries again and gets something that looks close to Qo'nos.] Heeere we are. Fuckin' mistletoe is back. Figure you'd noticed.

[general-chang.livejournal.com]

[Chang makes a grumble. He'd been travelling with his panther, now a decent size, so he's not suffered. He steps inside.]

[most_feared]

[He's not much either, but the mistletoe is like a familiar old enemy at this point.

And if he knew, he'd gladly consider he was glad it didn't work on pets because Chang kissing the head of his panther every once in a while is strange.]

What are you armed with?

[general-chang.livejournal.com]

[Chang takes out a dagger. It's not big but it's sharp and all he needs.]

[most_feared]

Alright. Well, you're going to have to tell me what we should be aiming for prey wise. [He makes a "lead the way" motion. Chang is a general. Even a tiny hunt, he should get the occasional option to be in charge, and Kay's not going to pretend he's familiar with this particular world.]

[general-chang.livejournal.com]

[Chang takes it without comment.] We are aiming for a minn'hor, a beast of burden. It has the furs I need.