Out in the Open

[Hur'agha]

- Later, Naranda Station

Hur'agha scowled as they walked down the corridor, Lt. Groken at her side. "Of course the humans would pick a Ferengi station."

They turned into the the promenade and entered the station's bar lit with gaudy lights. Striding to the counter Hur'agha dropped a pair of slips of latinum. "Blood wine Ferengi," she growled. The Ferengi shook his head and returned with two mugs shortly.

[Tali’Zorha]

Tali'zorha walked into the bar with Mac flanking her and Clint behind her. She had a briefcase in her hand as she eyed up the Klingons. "I see you've already begun drinking." she mused with a smirk. "Whiskey, neat. Double." Tali ordered and found an empty table. "Apparently our Secretary of State has been trying to talk to your people for months... so when Clint told the State department of this... well, she wanted to come." she put the case on a chair and pressed a few buttons and instantly a holographic Noella St. James appeared. "I guess she didn't trust me to negotiate."

"I've seen how your daughter negotiated, usually it ended in a firefight and bruises on both sides and I had to smooth it over." Noella said with a smile. "Noella St. James, a pleasure to meet you in person as it were General."

"Since you already paid for your first round, the next dozen are on me." Tali said as she put a bar of latinum on the table. "Full disclosure, I AM a telepath and a telekinetic so I'll know if you're trying to be sneaky, not that I could ever accuse a Klingon of being sneaky, that's more a Romulan thing. But you use cloaks so that makes you at least open to be sneaky."

[Hur'agha]

"Telepaths," Groken rumbled. "It's like dealing with a Cardassian."

Hur'agha held up a quelling hand, "Insulting a prospective ally is no way to start negotiations. Yes, we do use cloaking technology. There is no greater honor than victory. When you go Targ hunting you don't run into the forrest shouting your war cry."

[Tali’Zorha]

"Desert voles always came when I called them." Tali said with a smile. "Just coo like them and then shove a blade into them before they run." she gave Mac a look. "Hey, I would rather eat one of Joe's grease bomb burgers than a desert vole any day. In any case... so what prompted the change of heart? Klingons haven't been entirely cool with the Alliance in a while. Or is that just certain houses?"

[Hur'agha]

"House Martok has always been on the side of the Federation, and since the Alliance is the closest thing, then we are on your side. Unfortunately the High Council hasn't. House Dur'voq has been a rival since my father in-law defeated Gowron in honorable combat."

She downed her bloodwine and slammed the mug upon the table. "The Ajem'dasis lead by Underwood and Donovan did a good job of nearly destroying the Empire. It has taken us some time to root out their acolytes and kill them. Now, there's Dominus, Bellatrix, and their spawn born of Gre'thor. Do you really think they will stop once they destroy you?"

[Clint Cross]

"That's true... although we're not that easily destroyed. Hurt. Killed. Destroyed... nope." Clint said as he looked at Mac. "I lost my wife thanks to Dominus' little harpy Ophelia. Killed her before she had a chance to even react. Killed both of my best friends. My wife and Kinsey Calhoun and her daughter. But are we hiding? Fuck no. We're out here, trying to find them... covertly. And if we can work together... maybe we can survive this." he crossed his arms. "I've got nothin' against your people and frankly I've had a hell of a good time with House Martok folks."

"So, can we call this an alliance?" Tali raised an eyebrow.

[Hur'agha]

Hur'agha drew her d'k tagh dagger and sliced a neat line into the palm of her right hand. She flipped it and offered the blade to Clint pommel first, "Then we shall seal the deal as warriors."

[Noella St. James]

"Congratulations Director... you've just made peace with the Klingons." Noella said as she tapped up a few things on a padd. "Once you wipe the blood off your hands, so we don't pass around a bazillion bloody blood borne pathogens, sign this... and we'll make this deal legit."

[Hur'agha]

"Humans and your paperwork! As bad as Ferengi," Hur'agha said with a scowl. Then with a quirk of her mouth she busted out laughing, "You agreed to this as warriors, I shall agree to it as a Ferengi," she said with derision and a boisterous laugh. She pressed her thumbprint into the PADD and slapped Clint and Nolla's hologram on the shoulder. "Now, how can the Kor'oq help you?"

[Clint Cross]

"Well, we're trying to find Ophelia... and take down Dominus' network." Clint whispered. "The demon spawn killed my wife and two of my best friends. I want justice... and more than a little revenge."