IKC FHew 7C6110
Lest we forget... – Fighting for Scraps
by Ne' Leah Vien & HoD Ro' Matlh & Soghla' Terri (Tell) Hope
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Leah stepped into the mess hall hearing the doors scrape apart revealing a room unbelievably trashed. After glancing around a bit Leah stepped carefully inside dragging the same broken and tarnished weapon that was used in the Targ cages. The sounds of metal scraping the deckplate stopped as Leah sat up on a slightly clean spot on a table. She glanced around and silently waited.
Moments later the rusted door scraped open once more and Leah glanced to see Tell. "Figured I would see you eventually. Wanted to make sure you felt included so I saved you the leftovers here."
Tell wrinkled her nose up at the foul smelling room and headed towards the replicator praying that it was still working. "African coffee, white, three sugars" she asked and when it appeared she turned to face Leah. "Thanks your kind but I have already eaten" she replied "Much better than what your offering."
"Oh I insist, wouldn't want to explain to the captain someone didn't get enough attention on them" Leah gave a sickly sweet smile and tapped the rusty tool to the deckplate again then leaning the handle forward toward her.
She finished her coffee and felt the caffine flow through her veins as though she had been hit with a phaser.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Tell asked as she put the empty cup back in the replicator and watched for a second as it took it away.
Leah crossed the room and back to the doorway pressing a few keys to lock and secure it before turning and leaning her back against the now sealed entranceway still with the tool in hand.
"I want to get off to a good start with you all, but I refuse to spend my days on this ship cleaning every mess made. I'm sure you can understand with the shape of the bridge terminals. So it's rather simple, I will ensure you have your solitude here for a time and you will clean up this mess. I really don't want this to become ...complicated. I would say we got off to a great start after all."
Tell went up to the replicator and ordered herself another drink. She walked up slowly to Leah and kept her eyes on her all the time. She sipped her drink before suddenly throwing the freezing cold liquid into Leah's face this startled her and forced Leah to drop the weapon. Tell then with in a blink of an eye grabbed Leah by the shoulders and pinned her in such a way up against the bulkhead that Leah could not move. Her fingers that held an intricate small knife went to the delicate skin of the navigators throat. Ro' and Hay'legh had taught her well, Tell laughed at her.
"You think you can push me around like Jones did do you? Well let me tell you something and you had better listen well before I cut that pretty white neck of yours. This worm has turned and is fighting back, I wont be trodden on any more."
Leah paused a moment blinking and letting her eyes refocus from the liquid and caught her breath that was a bit knocked out. With only a moment to think Leah hooked her leg around Tell's thigh putting enough pressure to make her buckle a moment. Leah braced her arms straight out against Tell's shoulders allowing her to flip over Tell, and barely out of reach to the blade, as they both fell back to the deck. It half worked but it was more of a gracefull fall for them both as the pain in Leah's shoulder now enforced.
Leah rolled and rose seeing Tell do the same. She picked up a cutting blade still sticking out of some Targ meat and started pacing her eyes intent on Tell. "Actually I had your old loverboy where I needed, this was just a better option. We arn't quite even though, I spared your life on that ship maybe for just a while longer"
Leah flipped the dagger to hold the tip in a throwing position aiming toward Tell but held it tensly
"There was I thinking we could be friends" replied Tell keeping her stance low, her eyes not leaving Leah's for an instant as she slowly circled her prey. "How wrong I was, instead of a place on this bucket of bolts, I should have offered you a one way ticket out of the airlock, we would have been free of you then."
Something small and very sharp slipped into Tells hand, she moved so fast as she headed for Leah and then sharply kicked the knife out of Leah's hand and then once more pinned her sharply against the bulkhead. The small knife held to her eyes. A trail of hair had fallen across Leah's face, Tell cut it off.
"How about a haircut" she asked her "Something similar to mine perhaps hmm?"
Leah glared and with all of her fustrations and energy she screeched, grabbing Tell firming by her clothing and bull rushed her back over the long dining table that was soon cleared of food, now all over them both, and slid across it to fall off the other side. Leah slammed Tell's wrist causing her blade to fall away as they both started to grapple. Leah grasped at her with clawing her fingers franticaly and a wild desperation in her eyes.
Caught off guard, Tell was thrown backwards with Leah on top of her, they wrestled with each other and threw punches. Tell threw Leah across the room only after a few minutes to be flipped on her back and groaned slightly as she felt her ribs rattle. With an effort this time she got to her feet and looked across at the navigator who looked equally tired. Tell stretched in the way that Hay'legh had taught her to knock out all the kinks in her body.
"You don't think that I haven't had to do what you have been doing?" she told Leah remembering those early times. If she had her way she would turn the larder into an an suite. Tell rubbed the side of her mouth with her hand and a smudge of blood appeared on it. She brushed it off as one of those things. "I'm bored with this game Leah and I have other things to do, lets call it a draw shall we and I'll help you tidy up?"
It was just dumb luck that Beq 'Iw'a'na' walked in at that point. She had already earned a weeks Targpit duty from loosing a bet with the Captain over how much Jared could drink. Now she was a ripe target for the two female officers to offload onto.
Leah held her side a bit as she tried to take her mind off the pain and catch her breath. With the sound of the door opening again she broke the eyelock with Tell and glanced to the Beg. "Your just in time for... cleanup, you are to put this place back in order.. understood? Tell and I have other business" Leah straightened and tried to look not as beat down as she actually was giving Tell a sly glance and stepping towards the entrance once again.
'Iw'a'na' began to protest, "I have just been doing the Targ Pit. I haven't even eaten yet!"
"Do it well" Tell added as she walked somewhat stiffly to the door.
'Iw'a'na' said a few phrases in Klingon that neither of the humans undertood, but began picking up the chairs that had fallen in the party or the fight.
Leah had followed along side her, Tell broke the silence between them. She didn't want an enemy on the ship and it was difficult to avoid bumping into people on the FHew.
"Where did you learn to fight like that?" she asked her
Leah glanced back as the blast door to the Mess hall closed behind them "I um.. improvised a lot, used my experience with acrobatics as a child. When you don't have a strength advantage agility helps..especially with a ship full of pirates." She smirked.
"Now I need to do something about a bit of a hairstyle change." Leah gestured to her hair that was snipped in the fight.
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by Ne' Leah Vien & HoD Ro' Matlh & Soghla' Terri (Tell) Hope
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| Title | Fighting for Scraps | |
| Mission | Lest we forget... | |
| Author(s) | Ne' Leah Vien & HoD Ro' Matlh & Soghla' Terri (Tell) Hope | |
| Posted | Wed Aug 04, 2010 @ 10:04am | |
| Location | Mess Hall | |
| Timeline | After the Party | |
| Tag | Tell |
Moments later the rusted door scraped open once more and Leah glanced to see Tell. "Figured I would see you eventually. Wanted to make sure you felt included so I saved you the leftovers here."
Tell wrinkled her nose up at the foul smelling room and headed towards the replicator praying that it was still working. "African coffee, white, three sugars" she asked and when it appeared she turned to face Leah. "Thanks your kind but I have already eaten" she replied "Much better than what your offering."
"Oh I insist, wouldn't want to explain to the captain someone didn't get enough attention on them" Leah gave a sickly sweet smile and tapped the rusty tool to the deckplate again then leaning the handle forward toward her.
She finished her coffee and felt the caffine flow through her veins as though she had been hit with a phaser.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Tell asked as she put the empty cup back in the replicator and watched for a second as it took it away.
Leah crossed the room and back to the doorway pressing a few keys to lock and secure it before turning and leaning her back against the now sealed entranceway still with the tool in hand.
"I want to get off to a good start with you all, but I refuse to spend my days on this ship cleaning every mess made. I'm sure you can understand with the shape of the bridge terminals. So it's rather simple, I will ensure you have your solitude here for a time and you will clean up this mess. I really don't want this to become ...complicated. I would say we got off to a great start after all."
Tell went up to the replicator and ordered herself another drink. She walked up slowly to Leah and kept her eyes on her all the time. She sipped her drink before suddenly throwing the freezing cold liquid into Leah's face this startled her and forced Leah to drop the weapon. Tell then with in a blink of an eye grabbed Leah by the shoulders and pinned her in such a way up against the bulkhead that Leah could not move. Her fingers that held an intricate small knife went to the delicate skin of the navigators throat. Ro' and Hay'legh had taught her well, Tell laughed at her.
"You think you can push me around like Jones did do you? Well let me tell you something and you had better listen well before I cut that pretty white neck of yours. This worm has turned and is fighting back, I wont be trodden on any more."
Leah paused a moment blinking and letting her eyes refocus from the liquid and caught her breath that was a bit knocked out. With only a moment to think Leah hooked her leg around Tell's thigh putting enough pressure to make her buckle a moment. Leah braced her arms straight out against Tell's shoulders allowing her to flip over Tell, and barely out of reach to the blade, as they both fell back to the deck. It half worked but it was more of a gracefull fall for them both as the pain in Leah's shoulder now enforced.
Leah rolled and rose seeing Tell do the same. She picked up a cutting blade still sticking out of some Targ meat and started pacing her eyes intent on Tell. "Actually I had your old loverboy where I needed, this was just a better option. We arn't quite even though, I spared your life on that ship maybe for just a while longer"
Leah flipped the dagger to hold the tip in a throwing position aiming toward Tell but held it tensly
"There was I thinking we could be friends" replied Tell keeping her stance low, her eyes not leaving Leah's for an instant as she slowly circled her prey. "How wrong I was, instead of a place on this bucket of bolts, I should have offered you a one way ticket out of the airlock, we would have been free of you then."
Something small and very sharp slipped into Tells hand, she moved so fast as she headed for Leah and then sharply kicked the knife out of Leah's hand and then once more pinned her sharply against the bulkhead. The small knife held to her eyes. A trail of hair had fallen across Leah's face, Tell cut it off.
"How about a haircut" she asked her "Something similar to mine perhaps hmm?"
Leah glared and with all of her fustrations and energy she screeched, grabbing Tell firming by her clothing and bull rushed her back over the long dining table that was soon cleared of food, now all over them both, and slid across it to fall off the other side. Leah slammed Tell's wrist causing her blade to fall away as they both started to grapple. Leah grasped at her with clawing her fingers franticaly and a wild desperation in her eyes.
Caught off guard, Tell was thrown backwards with Leah on top of her, they wrestled with each other and threw punches. Tell threw Leah across the room only after a few minutes to be flipped on her back and groaned slightly as she felt her ribs rattle. With an effort this time she got to her feet and looked across at the navigator who looked equally tired. Tell stretched in the way that Hay'legh had taught her to knock out all the kinks in her body.
"You don't think that I haven't had to do what you have been doing?" she told Leah remembering those early times. If she had her way she would turn the larder into an an suite. Tell rubbed the side of her mouth with her hand and a smudge of blood appeared on it. She brushed it off as one of those things. "I'm bored with this game Leah and I have other things to do, lets call it a draw shall we and I'll help you tidy up?"
It was just dumb luck that Beq 'Iw'a'na' walked in at that point. She had already earned a weeks Targpit duty from loosing a bet with the Captain over how much Jared could drink. Now she was a ripe target for the two female officers to offload onto.
Leah held her side a bit as she tried to take her mind off the pain and catch her breath. With the sound of the door opening again she broke the eyelock with Tell and glanced to the Beg. "Your just in time for... cleanup, you are to put this place back in order.. understood? Tell and I have other business" Leah straightened and tried to look not as beat down as she actually was giving Tell a sly glance and stepping towards the entrance once again.
'Iw'a'na' began to protest, "I have just been doing the Targ Pit. I haven't even eaten yet!"
"Do it well" Tell added as she walked somewhat stiffly to the door.
'Iw'a'na' said a few phrases in Klingon that neither of the humans undertood, but began picking up the chairs that had fallen in the party or the fight.
Leah had followed along side her, Tell broke the silence between them. She didn't want an enemy on the ship and it was difficult to avoid bumping into people on the FHew.
"Where did you learn to fight like that?" she asked her
Leah glanced back as the blast door to the Mess hall closed behind them "I um.. improvised a lot, used my experience with acrobatics as a child. When you don't have a strength advantage agility helps..especially with a ship full of pirates." She smirked.
"Now I need to do something about a bit of a hairstyle change." Leah gestured to her hair that was snipped in the fight.
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