08-04-2026, 06:35 PM
(This post was last modified: 08-04-2026, 06:50 PM by Scarlett Papaver.)
"First things first, we get you armor. I have to use the program storage chips because this is technically still a Klingon program, and I don't want it saved in the computer. If you understand your Klingon, you'll do fine. If you don't, I can translate for you. But, you'll have a choice of heavy battle armor or lighter armor designed for boarding. It's up to you what you'd want for a survival program."
The vendors shop was packed the the gunwales with Klingon Armour of every kind, and from almost every period she could make out.
Papaver let her eyes run over the two choices offered her. "I can read Klingon. " She said over her shoulder.
Both choices had advantages and disadvantages over each other, but after a moment, she selected the lighter Armour because, physically she was smaller than Beinn. And the lighter kit leant more toward her feminin form.
"I could be a while you realise. " she said with a grin as she began rummaging through the racks for something she liked the look of.
Once she'd selected a few choices on a PADD she uploaded it to the shops replicator and fluently asked where the changing room was. Leaving Beinn alone with the owner.
When she returned ten minutes later, she strode confidently toward the Child of San-Tarah.
The charcoal grey leather jumpsuit with integrated knee, elbow and shoulder pads and stab proof bodice fitted perfectly where it touched. Over that sat a lightweight and flexible gunmetal corsetted curass, cut across the bust in the traditional style, with pauldrons over the shoulders and pteruges around the waist accenting her form further. The boots were short and practical. A d'k'tang strapped against her thigh
Standing with her hands on her hips. "Will I do?" she asked with a wink.
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The vendors shop was packed the the gunwales with Klingon Armour of every kind, and from almost every period she could make out.
Papaver let her eyes run over the two choices offered her. "I can read Klingon. " She said over her shoulder.
Both choices had advantages and disadvantages over each other, but after a moment, she selected the lighter Armour because, physically she was smaller than Beinn. And the lighter kit leant more toward her feminin form.
"I could be a while you realise. " she said with a grin as she began rummaging through the racks for something she liked the look of.
Once she'd selected a few choices on a PADD she uploaded it to the shops replicator and fluently asked where the changing room was. Leaving Beinn alone with the owner.
When she returned ten minutes later, she strode confidently toward the Child of San-Tarah.
The charcoal grey leather jumpsuit with integrated knee, elbow and shoulder pads and stab proof bodice fitted perfectly where it touched. Over that sat a lightweight and flexible gunmetal corsetted curass, cut across the bust in the traditional style, with pauldrons over the shoulders and pteruges around the waist accenting her form further. The boots were short and practical. A d'k'tang strapped against her thigh
Standing with her hands on her hips. "Will I do?" she asked with a wink.
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