The Commissar's Dinner Party

Posted on Fri Mar 13th, 2020 @ 6:51pm by Commander Victoria 'Enyo' Yamaguchi & Chief Warrant Officer Courtney "Warhowl" Yamaguchi & Lieutenant Commander Shandis "Darkmoon" Dvald-Festlin

Mission: Mission 95: Through the Looking Glass
Location: Various Locations - USS Farragut
Timeline: 1900Hrs - July 29th, 2392

Konrad Anjou looked over his dinner guests gathered around the table in his quarters. "Welcome, I hope you at least try out the pipius claw. I know Klingon food can leave something to be desired but my cook, Zofo-" Anjou gestured to his Bolian cook as he spoke "-has complimented it with his own sauce that bring out the meats otherwise undefined delicate flavors."

Commander Siaxx Dvald was wearing a black cocktail dress which hung over her lithe figure like a shroud, rather then her uniform which she was almost tempted to wear but she at the last minute settled on something different. It wasn't often she got invited to a party for any reason.

Meanwhile, Anjou then picked up a bottle of wine. "I have also opened several bottles of this fine zinfandel from Paros VII. I think you will find it compliments the meat rather well."

Siaxx chuckled softly as she sat around the table. "Leave it to you to add something to a Klingon dish.." there was something in her tone of voice. "Still... Maybe your cook can teach me how to handle some Bolian dishes for myself..." as the small Bolian female gave the Bolian cook a rather sultry smile. Clearly, she was after a dish of the physical nature with herself as the main course.

Marie Yamaguchi who was seated nearby didn't miss any of the interaction, sighed softly. "Well, that was nauseating.."

"That's because you are too inept to get any.." Siaxx chuckled softly. "It's not hard to do... Simply select the one you want and-"

"That's because you are a slut. Bolian.." Yamaguchi responded in a dismissive tone of voice.

Master Chief Petty Officer Victoria Yamaguchi helped herself to a generous portion of food as she watched the interactions between her sister and the Bolian woman they both hated. Enyo had just placed the last helping onto her place. "Whoever has their hand on my ass had best remove it ... or they will become my greatest conquest in battle," she growled softly.

The hand was removed as Siaxx simply smiled at her, whereas the other person on the other side of her gave her a look that indicated they didn't know what she was talking about.

Marie Yamaguchi sighed as she watched in silence from the other side of the table. "Sooner or later, we will win this war.," she commented quietly.

Siaxx rolled her eyes. "I don't exactly see you coming up with any great ideas on how to accomplish this.."

Victoria sighed. "Shut it, you two. You both argue like children." Enyo growled softly.

Nakamura was dressed in a somewhat whimsical lace clad minidress with lace stockings. She tried to look inconspicuous as possible as she ate her meal. She did not go unnoticed by Anjou, who gave her a wry smile. Nakamura simply gave a slight smile back.

"You need to watch you tongue Commander Dvald, or least you be labeled a defeatist." Ajax threatened the Bolian woman.

Dvald rolled her eyes. "Fuck off you paranoid fuckstick."

Warhowl snorted in amusement at that comment. "Siaxx... I don't know if you are trying to provoke him... or try to get him to mate with you."

Victoria indicated Siaxx with her fork. "I think he wants to fuck her then kill her."

"I do not find any defeatist attitude in the least bit amusing or sexually attractive," Ajax replied. "I have no qualms about putting a female in her place."

Dvald laughed. "We will. see," she responded with a dismissive wave of her hand. "You can try anytime you like big boy... I will gut you like a fish..." as a rather evil looking blade appeared in her left hand. "Well.."

Warhowl sighed. "Kay, this is a dinner party.. not a fighting ring. Dvald, knock your crap off... and Rohr, stand down... we're at dinner... not at a duel so both of you, lock this shit down!. NOW!"

"I will not be addressed by this lesser officer!" Ajax roared. "Unlike you, I look my enemies in the eyes before I take their heads. I have also lost too many comrades to have their memory insulted by a defeatist!"

"My dear Commander Ajax, even though you outrank me. I am the one who decides if one is a defeatist. Please calm down and enjoy the cuisine." Anjou told Ajax. Ajax gave Siaxx and Anjou a sharp look before standing down. "And you Commander Dvald, you look much too delicious to be wielding such a vulgar blade. Please put that away and enjoy your meal."

Siaxx regarded Anjou before she slowly slid away the blade to back where it belonged before she shifted her attention back to Ajax, as she waited for his next move.

"A most excellent decision Commander," Anjou told Siaxx. "Now, let us enjoy this evening. Soon, like the Klingon Empire, the Romulans will be trampled underfoot. Then, no one will stand against the Empire of the Federation."

"You enjoy this don't you?" Penthesilia asked.

"Ah, the lioness speaks." Anjou turned to her. "Of course I enjoy this. What could define life better than enjoying the company of fellow warriors while dining on excellent food before crushing the souls and bodies of your people's enemies?"

"You are not a warrior, you're a political hack," she replied.

"Lieutenant, let me advise you against making ad hominem attacks. You have a promising career, do not throw it to the wind with a careless use of words." Anjou smiled at Penthesilia. She turned red with anger but remained quiet. Ajax gave her a hard stare but said nothing too. Anjou noticed the exchange between the siblings and smiled as he sipped his wine.

Dvald smiled but she turned her attention back to her food as Victoria Yamaguchi had almost finished her plate but she had said only a dozen words across the entire evening.

Warhowl regarded her sibling. "So.. what got you so uptight?"

"I have nothing to say... Let me enjoy my meal... Or I'll cut out your heart and feed it to your dog." Victoria responded in a dry tone. "I'm sure your pet Vulcan will enjoy her meal.."

Anjou noticed the exchange and kept quiet. It was Hassel that spoke up. "Commander, how many members of your family have you lost in these wars?"

Anjou put slowly put down his wine glass. "Where are your questions leading, Ensign?"

"I asked you a simple question. How many relatives have you personally lost Commander?" Hassel asked.

"Not all sacrifices are paid in blood," Anjou replied.

"Answer the question Commander," Penthesilia interjected. Ajax scowled at her but she ignored him.

Anjou looked annoyed but put a friendly face on before answering the question. "Our family has been blessed. We have lost some of our holdings on several worlds. Our family has taken on the burden of making decisions for the Empire. Instead of making personal gains our family toils in the interest of the greater good."

Victoria regarded Hassel, it was easy to see the dark rage in her eyes. "I've lost far more than you. Let it be.."

Dvald regarded the entire room with a look. "Hassel. I'm the last of my family... We used to be a dozen. Now I am the last Dvald. You happy now..?" she inquired in a snide tone.

"No, I'm not happy at all," Hassel replied to her. "That is my point! I lost both of my parents before I got to know them or for them to have other kids! Our families are getting bled white while people like Anjou thump their chests and give us empty platitudes in return."

Ajax had enough. "Silence brat before I knock your teeth out of your skull!"

"He is right!" Penthesilia shot back at Ajax. "We are dying for the endless wars of the Empire."

"How dare you defend that little piss ant!" Ajax shouted at her.

"I'm not afraid of you!" Hassel yelled. "Your a bloodthirsty maniac!"

Ajax moved quickly to Hassel and slammed him onto the table. He began beating on him and Hassel was a bloody mess. Penthesilia tried to hold Ajax back. "Stop it! He has had enough!"

Ajax stopped beating on Hassel and turned to his sister. He punched her and she flew back across the room. She lay against the wall, her face splattered with blood.

"Enough!" Anjou yelled at Ajax. "Control yourself!"

"Shut your face pip sqeek!" Ajax turned to Anjou. "I'll rearrange your pouncy face!"

"You do not intimidate me you testosterone filled rage machine." Anjou sternly told Ajax.

Warhowl sighed before she drew her sidearm, she then shot at one of the glasses which shattered with a loud bang. "Now... Mister Rohr, that... is quite enough out of you.... Unless you wish to go to the brig permanently... because I have had quite enough out of you."

Dvald watched in silence while Victoria finished her plate of food as she sat back to watch with glee. "Go on... What's stopping you... Klingon..." she said, to actively goad him. "Oh wait... you have a phaser in your face."

Ajax gave Dvald a nasty stare. He opened his mouth to speak but thought better of it. Instead, he sat back in his seat and started to eat his food.

Anjou looked mournfully at the ruined wine glass. "That was such a fine year, what a pity." He then looked to Hassel. "So you fancy yourself a rebel? I shall give you time to consider your future life path. You are now under confined to quarters until further notice." Anjou looked at Warhowl. "With your permission, I would like Ensign Hassel to be escorted to his quarters."

Warhowl nodded her head. "Proceed.." she turned to Hassel. "Do not give me cause to escalate this further," she added.

Victoria suddenly chuckled. "I seem to recall you raping the last prisoner."

Warhowl glared at her sister. "If you were not my sister-"

"But I am... Get over it asshole," Victoria responded. "I hate you so much.." she added under her breath. "To think you are the last hope for our kin."

Anjou observed the siblings behavior but said nothing. He gave a simple nod to Warhowl and then tapped his combadge. "Anjou to Security, send up a marine escort."

Shortly four marines arrived armed and led by an Andorian NCO. "Sergeant, please escort the Ensign to his quarters and do not be gentle or polite," Anjou told her.

K'Ryi turned to Hassel. "Get up weakling."

"Go to hell Smurfette," Hassel replied, to which K'Ryi gave him a swift kick to the stomach. Hassel struggled to get up and was marched off.

Victoria regarded Anjou. "Well... that was depressing.."

"Don't say it," Warhowl answered in a derisive tone.

"Fuck off you stupid cow." Victoria snapped at her sibling as a rather evil blade appeared in her hand.

Dvald regarded the two siblings. "Are you two going to off each other?" she smiled. "Can I fuck the winner?"

"You can kiss my ass," Victoria responded, a cold smile on her lips, which also did not reach her eyes.

Anjou sighed. "Is that really needed Master Chief? I was so looking forward to this dinner party."

"Well, considering you had someone arrested at your own party... You'll forgive me if I say yes, its needed."

"You are a delusional rage case," Warhowl growled at her sister.

"You're just a neo-nazi space-case that should be returned to the Empire Funny farm..." Victoria responded in a mild tone of voice. "Considering you'll rape anything in two legs."

"He will just be confined to quarters for the night." Anjou interrupted to tell the senior NCO. "Hopefully that will teach him some manners. Other officers may not be so forgiving as I am." Anjou told her.

Siaxx Dvald smiled. "We can still make use of him," she commented evenly. "I'd rather not have him executed just yet..." she added, almost in protest

Victoria Yamaguchi simply shrugged. "It matters not anyway, we're still at war as a foreign power attacked us and we will deal with him... in blood and fire."

Hassel struggled to walk as the escort of marines pushed him down the corridor. The finally reached Hassel's quarters. "Alright, we're here. I'm sure Anjou wants to pull your leashes in."

A burly marine was about to slap Hassel when K'Ryi held her hand up to stop him. "I'll deal with him. He and I will have a long wall to wall counseling session."

The other marines smiled except the burly one. "Isn't that just for NCOs to enlisted?"

"Sometimes NCOs have to enlighten their officers, especially 2nd Lieutenants and Ensigns." The burly marine smiled as the escort left.

K'Ryi pushed Hassel through his doorway into his quarters. As the door closed she helped him to his bunk. "Was the kick really needed?" He asked her.

"You were mouthing off to a political officer, your lucky I didn't have to shoot you." She told him as she helped him remove his jacket. He winced and groaned as she removed the garment. "Are you in pain?"

"I think I have some broken ribs." Hassel groaned back.

"You probably do. Serves you right for picking a fight with a targ bull like Rohr." She told him. She helped him lay supine and then gave him a gentle kiss on the forehead. "K'Ryi to sickbay, I need a medtech to Ensign Hassel's quarters. He may have broken bones."

"You know we can't have sex with a medtech here?" Hassel asked.

"And I wouldn't enjoy or sex knowing you are in such pain." She told him as she removed his boots before helping him with his clothing.