Shard had been following orders when Koram shouted his warning--Shard had been standing guard at the door controls--his phaser hanging at his right hip, his security tricorder hanging at his left hip, but more swung around behind his back. He stood looking forward, feet approximately his shoulder-width apart and his hands clasped behind his back.
When Koram shouted, Shard looked over at the Engineer, bringing his hands around in preparation for--whatever. But then he was suddenly ...
somewhere else.
[IN THE WHITE NOTHINGNESS]
Silviene Felis:
Silviene moved into a battle ready stance just in case as she spoke in Klingon to the Klingons.
"toH, legh rur maH Hoch qaStaHvIS qay' rap."
[Well, looks like we are all in the same predicament now. ]
In federation standard she says,
"It would seem that whatever system they have is still working."
_Meng:
"What?! How did you get here?! the pacing Klingon snaps out as he whirls, draws his disruptor and points it at the Away Team.
"Federation! You will not steal our discovery!"
"Stand down, Silviene!" Shard snapped in a voice low and edgy--but still just loud enough that the Klingons could here him.
"Get out of that battle crouch and settle your fur! You only eat people when I tell you to eat people."
Shard takes a couple of slow, casual steps forward, and glares at the Klingon pointing the deadly disruptor at him.
~~I hope I've remembered this right--Xenopsychology was never my best subject.~~ Shard thought to himself, before shouting at the disruptor-wielding Klingon.
"We got here the same way you did--obviously!" Shard growled at the Klingon in a loud, angry voice,
"And as for your silly fears--hey Empire! We will not steal your discovery! You want this empty little fold in subspace?" Shard raises his arms and gestures at the white nothingness that surrounds them,
"It's all yours! I officially acknowledge your Conquest of Nothingness!"
"But if you mean that piece of broken drek, you can keep that,, too! If we wanted a micro-singularity power system, we'd just buy one from the Romulans--who already know how to build such--then we'd disable all the bombs and other booby traps they'd put into what we bought, and finally we'd retro-engineer a working model from the fake they thought they'd sold us."
"So put your frelling weapon away before you hurt yourself with it, and we'll get on with the business of getting us all back to the real Universe--where we can pass resolving this muck-up on to higher authority while we hit the bar."
"Do you think you can do that, Klingon?"
OOC: Is Shard receiving the comm-signal from T'shran?
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