legs and wings

Posted on Tue Sep 30th, 2014 @ 7:57am by Lieutenant Ilse Frost & Korok Lukk

615 words; about a 3 minute read

Mission: Deadly Diplomacy
Location: Lounge
Timeline: some evening

Frost walked into the place that had been Bazinga's it had changed not just a bit, but extremely so. In fact it still looked like it was being renovated. She called out as she tentatively stepped around what looked like fresh paint. "Hello?"

"Back here" Korok growled as he looked up at the voice. "Can't you tell we're closed for renovations?"

Dr. Frost looked at Korok "No, not at all" she said sarcastically but a smile cracked through the sternness she tried to hide.

Korok was on the floor a dozen table legs and table tops lay all around him. He picked a table top up and slammed it hard on the floor in front of himself and then picked up one of the legs it too was slammed down on the table top.

Frost stood there and watched for a long moment, she crossed her arms while she waited.

The bajoran-klingon's emotions ran like molten lava. He was so angry and it was apparent as he slammed each leg down into place. "BAM" He would turn the table top "BAM" another leg in place. Korok would turn the table and "BAM"

It was so loud it jarred Ilse's teeth in her mouth because she jumped slightly at each bang. "What is the matter Korok?"

Korok looked up for a moment and turned the table at the same time, two of the three legs toppled over. Korok growled with rage "AARRRGGHHH" and he picked up a table leg and slammed it harder into place.

Frost jumped and took a step backwards her eyes widened at his anger. She took a deep breath. "So, that implies what exactly?"

Korok glowered at her "It implies that I am angry."

The corner of Frost's mouth turned up slightly "Really?"

"YES" and Korok picked up the table with the legs and flung it like a frisbee and it soared through the room to the corner and hit there. It landed with a deep thud on top five or six others.

The legs flew every which way as the table circled and Frost had to jump quickly to one side or be impaled.

Frost moved a few steps closer. "Why?"

Korok looked up at her and then grabbed another table top and slammed it down. Then picked up a table leg. "BAM"

"That doesn't explain why." Frost said as...

Korok turned the table and slammed another table leg down again. "BAM" He turned the table and picked up the next leg.

Frost moved lightly but swiftly and placed her hands on his as he lifted the leg. "Korok, pause a moment."

"NO!" and Korok jerked the leg away from the doctor and lifted it up and slammed it into place. "BAM"


Frost took a step back and her shoulders jerked as she jumped, her teeth snapped together. "Why not? At least tell me why you are angry, maybe I can offer advice."

Korok's brown eyes smoldered for a moment and another table went sailing through the room and landed with a thud, dust billowed up this time.

Table legs flew various directions again.

Dr. Frost jumped to the right be avoid being hit once more. "Korok. I barely dodged that one."

Korok glowered again and slammed another table down and then a leg. "BAM"

Frost put her hands up. "Ok, ok... I get the hint. But for the record you missed your therapy session today and will have to do double time tomorrow."

"BAM" the leg hitting the table was Korok's only response.

Frost shook her head, maybe Lt. Andrews would have an idea. The doctor went in search of Korok's mate.


Lt. Ilse Frost, aCMO
Korok Lukk, civ (npc)

 

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