Evil Kuntel: And I'll be dead, or resurrected so many times that my eyeballs jump out and sprout legs. And you'll still not have the information you need...
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rattler2Member, Star Trek Online ModeratorPosts: 58,082Community Moderator
edited July 2014
*Leans closer*
What could I possibly have that you want? Because from where I'm standing... there isn't anything.
*Suddenly the Cloaked one is through the field, gripping Evil Kuntel by the neck*
Me: Call her that again, and you will die slowly, in ways that only I can do...
*The Evil Kuntel gulps, encountered with the same stare from his cloned memories. The stare his- Kuntels mother used everytime during a failed training session. Cloaked one drops him and walk out, trying to catch up to Jade.*
*Suddenly the Cloaked one is through the field, gripping Evil Kuntel by the neck*
Me: Call her that again, and you will die slowly, in ways that only I can do...
*The Evil Kuntel gulps, encountered with the same stare from his cloned memories. The stare his- Kuntels mother used everytime during a failed training session. Cloaked one drops him and walk out, trying to catch up to Jade.*
Me: Well....
...
Totally worth the price of admission.
Now, if you will excuse me, I have a meeting with Ba'al. Something about starting extra alternate-verse exploration missions. Something about our overkill motto resulting in a lot of blown-up planets?
Hail Ba'al!
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rattler2Member, Star Trek Online ModeratorPosts: 58,082Community Moderator
edited July 2014
Just stay out of my Galaxy please! I'd rather not have to explain to Starfleet why planets are blowing up.
*Still going down the hallway*
Yes... yes he is. But it is only natural, for slime like him to use anything so he can start again.
*Brings Jade to s stop and looks her in the eye.*
What has me interested is your reaction. Why did you walk off? It's a standard demand, I would have thought you'd counter it with something witty...
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rattler2Member, Star Trek Online ModeratorPosts: 58,082Community Moderator
edited July 2014
He's using me as a means to escape. He knows that as a representitive of a sovereign, independant superpower, he can ask me for a means to escape persecution by the local superpower. And the diplomatic ramifications from granting that request...
Its a nightmare.
I was actually tempted to say yes, then just drop his TRIBBLE off in the Gamma Quadrant and let the Dominion hunt him down. But I can't do that.
Why not? I'm sure Ba'al would understand, and Worffan... though Ryan and Shadow will be angry... and Sanders...
*Bites lip.*
Yeah, no, that was a good decision. We have no idea how they'll respond, and we can't have them blowing sh*t up in Alpha and the other quadrants...
*Looks at Jade*
But leaving shows weakness to a diseased mind. These kind of people will always negotiate...
If she does it, protocol demands that I send some Minions of Ba'al (tm) to observe and ensure that Evil Kuntel is indeed caught and killed by the Dominion.
Well, since he does have my memories... he can resist a lot of physical and psychological pain. And torture, and still keep the same expression during it all, even banter...
*Looks sheepish.*
Though banter is a sign of insanity in this line of work...
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rattler2Member, Star Trek Online ModeratorPosts: 58,082Community Moderator
edited July 2014
You lost me in that explanation. What's that got to do with me?
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*Evil Kuntel looks back at her and smiles.*
Evil Kuntel: Well hello there sexilicious!
Evil Kuntel: Hmm, well... when Hell froze over?
*Walks in with new robes and a hood covering his face.*
Evil Kuntel: Who are you?
Me: No one...
Oh...I wanna see this.
*beams down*
Hey, Jade. Popcorn?
Hail Ba'al!
Guess not.
Hey, there's Mr. Thingy and the Nozzle over in the totally-not-torture-at-all implements cabinet if you want 'em, Mysterious Cloaked Guy!
Hail Ba'al!
Me: Thank you...
Evil Me: Oh no, please don't use the Nozzle on me...
*Evil Kuntel looks at Jade*
Evil Kuntel: What did you want?
Use the Nozzle! Use the Nozzle!
Hail Ba'al!
What could I possibly have that you want? Because from where I'm standing... there isn't anything.
*Evil Kuntel leans forward as well.*
Evil Kuntel: I want amnesty... in the Federation.
Me: Well.... that's unexpected...
*Stands up straight and walks out*
Evil Kuntel: Oh, Miss Sexilicious will co-
*Suddenly the Cloaked one is through the field, gripping Evil Kuntel by the neck*
Me: Call her that again, and you will die slowly, in ways that only I can do...
*The Evil Kuntel gulps, encountered with the same stare from his cloned memories. The stare his- Kuntels mother used everytime during a failed training session. Cloaked one drops him and walk out, trying to catch up to Jade.*
Me: Well....
...
Totally worth the price of admission.
Now, if you will excuse me, I have a meeting with Ba'al. Something about starting extra alternate-verse exploration missions. Something about our overkill motto resulting in a lot of blown-up planets?
Hail Ba'al!
*Still going down the hallway*
*Catches up and puts a hand on her shoulder, lightly.*
*Brings Jade to s stop and looks her in the eye.*
What has me interested is your reaction. Why did you walk off? It's a standard demand, I would have thought you'd counter it with something witty...
Its a nightmare.
I was actually tempted to say yes, then just drop his TRIBBLE off in the Gamma Quadrant and let the Dominion hunt him down. But I can't do that.
*Bites lip.*
Yeah, no, that was a good decision. We have no idea how they'll respond, and we can't have them blowing sh*t up in Alpha and the other quadrants...
*Looks at Jade*
But leaving shows weakness to a diseased mind. These kind of people will always negotiate...
Also... I'm pretty sure he was mentally undressing me.
If she does it, protocol demands that I send some Minions of Ba'al (tm) to observe and ensure that Evil Kuntel is indeed caught and killed by the Dominion.
Anyway...
Hail Ba'al!
... You can do that? Well, I guess if you-
*Shakes head*
Never mind, that's a creepy train of thought. Why don't I go and shake him a bit, and call you in if I have a good deal or he's broken?
*Rubs neck with an awkward look.*
Well, since he does have my memories... he can resist a lot of physical and psychological pain. And torture, and still keep the same expression during it all, even banter...
*Looks sheepish.*
Though banter is a sign of insanity in this line of work...
*Shrugs.*
Try to confuse him and get him thinking in knots. Then once he's down, ask veiled questions.
*Looks pleadingly*
It would be easier if I did this... but if you insist...