Re: Ganarra III
The transfer to this backwards place had not made Krantz's heart sing with joy. But he trusted his friend,as much as a Klingon might trust a non-Line brother. He would have done almost anything for a chance to get a position on a war ship. So, with the promise of better things, he girded his loins, embraced the position of customs agent,and did his duty.
When Krantz received the communique, it was all he could do not to release a shout of joy. But he was Klingon, and such an open show of emotion was not for the eyes of Security, that watched him always, or such was is opinion. He headed to the Entertainment place. AKA dive, after he made sure his Disruptor was fully charged,and his blades sharp.