Ignorance is Bliss - Part Two

Posted on Thu Mar 5th, 2020 @ 6:24am by Fleet Admiral Dominique Jes-Tereth

Mission: Mission 59: Stirrings of Treason
Location: Council Chambers - Kronos, OMEGA LEONIS
Timeline: 1500Hrs - Feb 8th, 2392

The Great hall thundered with angry voices of the Council as they unanimously excoriated Counselor B'Vat's naked power grab as he walked into the center of the Great Hall. In the flickering crimson light of the brazers, scattered around the room, all of which were packed with coal and sulfur, the faces of those gathered were twisted and distorted until they were as fearsome masks, twisted and grotesque.

"You arrogant Fool!" Ah'Begh taunted him, the two men standing before each other. "Your power grab is only a disgrace to the empire... You also have the Chancellors blood on your hands... you honorless cretin!"

The two combatants circled each other warily as B'Vat drew both his knives with the other Klingon. General Ah'Begh who was also wielding two blades except one of them was a Dak'tag and the second was a Qutluch, the ceremonial blade of an assassin.

The two circled as B'Vat moved first, with a sweep of his left hand he flashed in and then back out again as he lunched at his enemy. "Come then dog..!"

That was all the invitation that B'Vat needed as he moved in, before he lost one knife almost immediately as Ah'Begh disabled his hand with one sweep of his left knife, the floor was decorated with the blood of B'Vat as he growled, he then moved in and before anyone could stop him, he plunged his blade into Ah'Begh's guts and bared his fangs. "Now I have 'your' blood on my hands Ah'Begh." he smiled. "Dispose of that."

B'Vat pirouetted in a second tight circle, as if daring anyone to emulate their expired compatriot, his dagger at the ready as if waiting. "Now if nobody else has anything 'else' to say... Then we can get back to the business of leading the Empire to glory!"

There were mutual voices of agreement as a young man stepped forward. "Chancellor.. I bring an urgent request for military aid to support my master of House Ke'tevek. We have been dealing with slave rebellions and we... have lost control of the-"

B'Vat slowly laughed as he sat down on the throne of the High Council. "Tell your master that he is indolent and will get no such help from us.. Tell him that the fool that he is is on his own... I cannot bleed the resources of the empire on fools who waste what resources we have on their own livestock..."

The Klingon nodded. "Yes my lord. I will tell him." and with that, he waited to be dismissed which came quickly. "Take my message to your master and be'gone from this hall... Next?"

The requests came and went, some of which B'Vat granted and others he denied for various reasons until the appointed time came and went when the Council went into recess for the day which happened on schedule.

B'Vat meanwhile realized his position here was horribly vulnerable to attack from rival houses and so he meant to do something about it but he would need time and resources to make his position here more secure then it was at the present time.