"A place to stay"
 by Sogh T'Kang
 Weapons officer - IKV Jachyoj
 http://come.to/tkang


T'Kang's tour of station D'Alaan had lead him to the Red 
section in his search for Ra'wI' Kruge.   The Klingon was still 
lugging around his duffel bag and bat'leth which he carried 
through the various decks of the alien space station 
searching for the second in command of the Jachyoj.  He 
found his worldly possessions to be a burden to him in more 
ways than the mere bulk of their weight.  He found it difficult 
to get directions from the Federation officers that would 
simply look at the warrior's massive form and glistening 
bat'leth and simply choose to walk the other way.  Of course 
T'Kang's own sour expression and grumpy demeanor didn't 
help matters either.

Finally, on level Red 9, T'Kang caught up with Kruge.  
Gaining the Ra'wl's attention, T'Kang straightened as he 
faced the warrior.  "I am Sogh T'Kang, weapons officer of the 
Jachyoj."

Kruge glanced at the Klingon Warrior before him with a 
discerning eye as he took the data padd from his hand and 
reviewed it quickly.  "General Pi'ror sent you here I see.  
Well,. . ."  Kruge said lowering the padd, ". . . do you plan on 
lugging your things all over the station T'Kang?"

T'Kang glanced at the duffel bag slung over his shoulder and 
felt the weight of his bat'leth in his right hand.  "No.  I have 
just arrived and have not yet been assigned a place to put 
my things Ra'wl'."

Kruge didn't seem overly impressed with the new weapons 
officer's reply.  He took a step forward and removed the 
heavy fabric bag from T'Kang's grasp.  Glancing around the 
empty Red 9 deck which was the site of the planned Klingon 
Barracks when the others arrived, the warrior tossed the 
duffel bag across the room, where it landed on one of the 
hard bunks against the bulkhead.  "There.  That will be your 
space T'Kang."  Kruge smiled with wild eyes as he placed a 
brotherly arm around the weapons officer's back with a 
robust clap.  "Now, stow that bat'leth T'Kang.  The humans 
get nervous at the sight of a Klingon warrior casually 
carrying such an honorable weapon as that to a meeting of 
their command staff.  Your things will be safe here.  No one 
would dare tamper with the belongings of Klingon warriors."

Nodding understandably, T'Kang carefully placed his bat'leth 
down, leaning it against the bunk Kruge had selected as 
belonging to T'Kang by throwing his duffel bag onto it.  
Turning he asked, "Then I am to accompany you to the 
meeting with the station's command staff Ra'wl'?"

Kruge straightened.  "Please, it's Kruge T'Kang.  Warriors 
have no time for ranks except when formality is needed.   
Yes, come with me to meet these Federation commanders 
that will be responsible for the administration of this alien 
space station.  It should prove interesting to see what Patoks 
Starfleet has scraped up to send to such a remote 
assignment so deep in Klingon space."  Kruge grinned.

"Then by all means, lead the way Kruge."  T'Kang replied as 
the two warriors exited section Red 9 on their way to Red 5-
7, the CnC Briefing room where the meeting was scheduled 
to take place.