Subject: Grail: "The Great Brightness" - 'Beware jealous klingons!'

<<Stardate: 47307.29- 14:20>>

<<Deck 12>>

Tifa was glad the General Quarters order was about to end. The last

ten days had been hell. Security had to work twice as hard as usual to

break up fights and make people respect the order. The whole ship

contingent was suffering from cabin fever and Tifa guessed the holodeck

was going to be booked for the next week as everyone tried to shake it

off. Tifa herself had to pull double shifts more than once and was

physically and mentally exhausted. She could use a little trip to the

holodeck herself. She let her mind wander back to her hunting grounds

and purred to herself. She was patrolling the corridors on deck 12 and

they were all deserted, not to say boring. That's when she smelled

ensign Vohck T'Arna approaching. The Klingon security officer was very

easily detectable to Tifa's nose and, sure enough, she came walking

around the corner.

"Hello T'Arrrna, what...?" Tifa started but was quickly interrupted

when the klingon woman grabbed her and slammed her against the wall,

knocking the wind out of the Caitan. Pinned against the wall, there was

nothing Tifa could do against the Klingon's superior strength. She cursed

herself for letting herself be caught off guard.

"Listen to me Charr," said T'Arna, "I've seen how you turn around

the Lt. like a Bokarra in heat. Castle is mine, don't let me see you

near him again."

To emphasize her point, the larger woman drove her knee into Charr's

stomach and let her fall to the ground. As she clutched he belly in

pain, Tifa managed to speak through her gritted teeth.

"Castle belongs to himself, he..." she was cut short by T'Arna's

foot connecting with her face, sending her rolling on the ground.

"No!" she roared as she kicked Charr in the ribs cracking a rib,

"Are you deaf, you stupid cat? I have fought alongside Castle and

declared him as mine. It is my right!"

T'Arna picked up Tifa again and punched her in the stomach. then she

grabbed the Caitan by the uniform and slammed her into the bulkhead.

Roaring in victory, she walked away as quickly as she had come, leaving

Charr's unconscious body on the floor.

Ensign Tifa Charr

Security officer, USS Grail

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