Re: Ganarra III
As soon as his boots touched the deck plates of the Warship, Krantz felt himself become taller, stood more erect,and felt that his journey had really just begun. His time in customs was what a human might have called Purgatory. But now, he had a chance to earn his own glory and name beneath the Naked Stars. Let the Game begin.
He listened to his friend explain, what was to come. When his darkened past was said to be brought up by the Ripper's Captain, Krantz nodded. " Of course, this need not be said. No matter how the interview falls, I shall not forget what you did, this day,Khaval. I say it again, for it is only fitting. You honor one,that until recently,felt he had no honor. I shall not forget." Krantz was not one to take a debt of honor, lightly. But he would seek to balance the scales between them,as soon as possible. No Klingon wanted to find himself in the position of being leveraged by another, honor debt or not.
He made one last quick inspection of his uniform,and placed a hand upon his belt container,where his service record data chit was located. He was ready to face the Captain.