11-18-2024, 10:03 AM
==GM Brooks: Gul Nassett==
"Isn't that the way how you flirt? I am a bit rusty on that." She had a bit of a curious look. "Never mind about that, it would never work out between us." She was just having a little fun at his expense. "There is also the matter that you torturing me, you would have nothing to do with it. The Obsidian Order would take the Captain and I for themselves we are the high priority targets in your space." It was a good thing they were not in their space, or it could get awkward.
The Gul chuckled a deep throaty chuckle.
"There would always been time for me and my crew to torture you."
"Now that we have that out of the way, I am sure that your people would want my full report. I should have it ready for them in about two hours, your casualties are being treated according to your rituals require. Treatments will also be a part of the report as well, this should handle questions that your people might have." She wasn't sure if he would want to add something or not, but the safe bet would be not. "Is there something you want to ask about your surviving crew?"
Gul Nassett looked with curiosity across his face, "You mean to say crew survived... well of course they have.. why wouldn't they. We are Cardassians not like you weaklings....one bang and your help me. I'm sure they will heal and we will be back together in service on another ship. Ships are just material things... can be replaced."
The Gul rubbed his forehead as he could still feel a little bit of pain or more of a dull ache.
"You see Commander. we are not worried about the Federation or your whims of fancy, thinking you control your sector of the galaxy. We are just bidding our time in the darkness, watching and waiting." said the Gul with a smirk on his face.
"Anyway.. haven't you got more interesting things to do.... like advising your Captain...."
==Tag Velaul==
"Isn't that the way how you flirt? I am a bit rusty on that." She had a bit of a curious look. "Never mind about that, it would never work out between us." She was just having a little fun at his expense. "There is also the matter that you torturing me, you would have nothing to do with it. The Obsidian Order would take the Captain and I for themselves we are the high priority targets in your space." It was a good thing they were not in their space, or it could get awkward.
The Gul chuckled a deep throaty chuckle.
"There would always been time for me and my crew to torture you."
"Now that we have that out of the way, I am sure that your people would want my full report. I should have it ready for them in about two hours, your casualties are being treated according to your rituals require. Treatments will also be a part of the report as well, this should handle questions that your people might have." She wasn't sure if he would want to add something or not, but the safe bet would be not. "Is there something you want to ask about your surviving crew?"
Gul Nassett looked with curiosity across his face, "You mean to say crew survived... well of course they have.. why wouldn't they. We are Cardassians not like you weaklings....one bang and your help me. I'm sure they will heal and we will be back together in service on another ship. Ships are just material things... can be replaced."
The Gul rubbed his forehead as he could still feel a little bit of pain or more of a dull ache.
"You see Commander. we are not worried about the Federation or your whims of fancy, thinking you control your sector of the galaxy. We are just bidding our time in the darkness, watching and waiting." said the Gul with a smirk on his face.
"Anyway.. haven't you got more interesting things to do.... like advising your Captain...."
==Tag Velaul==