Veska
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Bat’leth or laser scalpel, skilled with both.
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Veska ignored the twitch she saw on Kral's face. She was tempted to smack Von in the chest... (cause she could because to do so to Kral would be questionable at best) but Von would no doubt make a comment anyway and she would be justified to do it anyway. "Free drinks and a chance to tell stories...the joys of being a Klingon" Veska said outloud her human genetics allowing more of a true smile than usually seen on a Klingon face, 'and take a shower when the salves had done most of their work,' she thought in addition to that, at the news they wouldn't be able to get aboard the D'bloq until the morning. Veska made her way to where the barrels of bloodwine were waiting for them, picked a seat, and started to help herself. The bloodwine she had with dinner had been weak, and the stronger vintage Kal'Dar had brougt, was wearing off already. She made herself confortable not worrying about space, as she wouldn't blame any of the 3 for NOT wanting to sit by her. She stunk.
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