The Arrival

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Imag sat in the cockpit of the small cargoship the "Gnoh-Knoh". His eyes had dark rings around them since Magek had forced him to stay up piloting. He yawned deeply and promptly felt a smack on the back of his head.

 

"Stay alert you fool" Magek snarled. "We're almost there."

 

"That's easy for you to say" Imag whined "You've been back there sleeping whilst i've been doing all the work!"

 

"Insolent topah! You dare to question my leadership?"

 

"No of course not. Forgive me"

 

"Alright, this time i will. But keep your mouth shut next time. Anyway its time to let our friend know that we're here."

 

"But i thought we weren't supposed to contact him"

 

"We won't you idiot. He is monitoring transmissions so we'll leave a message that he will notice and understand."

 

The burly klingon pulled out a small recording device and held it to the comm panel. Then opening a hailing channel to the starfleet facility he pressed a button that played the voice of a long dead human from Kansas who he had tortured to say it.

 

"Starfleet command, we've been requested to bring some special food supplies for the (bleeped out kill bill style) embassy. Please confirm."

 

He closed the channel.

 

"Now we wait for our friend to do his job and we'll be set."

 

The fiendish Klingons waited for the devilish ally to complete his dastardly deed.

 

(okay somebody please write for this dude they've got on the inside PLEASE!)