Chapter 11

Sub terrarium level of off world planet

Near Deep Space 12

The same feeling they always had when the molecules of their bodies were broken down and transported filled them with the ants crawling over their skin sensation. Janae, Mara, and Modak appeared in the deepest recesses of the building and out of sensor range for the internal security. "You sure about this?" He looked at Modak who nodded.

"Yes. I cased it the other night when I was watching Daedalus man. I was pretending to look for a nice piece of foxy tail and he had no idea I had stuck a surveillance disc in his room, to listen in to his conversations with the asshole Daedalus." He smiled, "Then I went to the security station and made buddies up with the security chief. Hey he even offered me a job." He chuckled and waited as Mara worked her magic and bypassed the security locks in the area.

"So where is this big meeting taking place and is there anything else here we can appropriate before we leave?" Modak smiled broadly at his buddy and followed Mara through the door into an inner chamber. Using her tri-corder she scanned the area.

"You know if you two keep jaw jacking we are not going to have to worry about by-passing sensors they will pick it up on their monitors. Now hush." She hissed in irritation as she recorded movement from the other side of the room they occupied. Both men chuckled softly winked at her and then applied their trade to why they were there.

Janae studied the form in front of him and found she was sexy no matter what she wore. "Day am this woman rockets my jets." He whispered to Modak, which only caused her to turn and shoot him a dark glare. Putting her fingertip to her mouth she did a shushing motion and nodded her head to the wall. Handing over her tri-corder he saw four humanoid shapes moving up and down the hallway appearing to be searching for something.

Using his thieves cant to the two he asked, "Are they looking for us?"

Mara shrugged and sighed deeply and took back the tri-corder and continued to study the blips. In thieves cant she signaled back that if they had to take out, she would take the one in the rear. Modak rolled his eyes and shook his head, canting back to her, "Just lay low, I will take em all baby." She continued to watch her readings on her tri-corder now on mute to muffle any noise.

Aboard the Tori

Cloaked in orbit near Deep Space 12

M'lar frowned watching the console of the three figures slowly making their way through a series of tunnels and sighed deeply, she wondered what treasure he was after now and she was beginning to grow a bit bored waiting for him. Standing she walked to the hallway and coded in direction to the dress out area. Following the instructions she entered the recessed locker room and opened one of the lockers, finding what she was looking for, she dressed in stealth clothing. Fishing around she found a kit that held a tri-corder and some other instruments.

Packing them into the various pockets of the stealth clothing she slid a disrupter into her pants and found various creative places to slide her stiletto knife and her blade of honor into the top of her boots. Walking down to the transporter room she noticed that it was empty. Being above average intelligence she did not take long to locate Janae's signature and transported her self down in the center of the hallway where the four guards had been searching for the intruders they had heard earlier.

Turning one brought up his weapon and fired at her, spinning out of the way she did a highflying kick to the side of his head and laid him out. The other three turned to charge her and she flipped over one's back, to stand behind them and chuckle softly. "You wanna play?" She said in a breathy tone. The three left looked at the tiny female Klingon with a form fitting suit that left very little to their imagination. In such a suit her charms she had tried to hide but had failed in closing her top so that the abundant breasts were left for them to view.

One elbowed the other and then the three charged her again, this time she shifted kicked up and hit one knocking him back against the wall to hit it and slide down to the floor, then she flipped up and grabbed the other around the neck with her thighs and said softly, "This is the closest that you will get to this honey pot." She twisted and off balanced him then snapped his neck sending him to slump down. That left one standing and she chuckled. "Still wanna play?" She was teasing him.

From the other side of the wall, Janae frowned looked at Mara and then Modak, "Is that whom I think it is?" He had heard the voice and thought it was a trick or his imagination.

"Hell no, it is her, and it was your idea to bring her along." Mara hissed. Reaching forward she coded in and forced the door to open. All three piled out into the hallway to see her dispatch the last guard with another highflying kick to his head and then a hard punch to his chest. The guard looked at the tiny big busted woman and blinked then closed his eyes and fell backwards into the hallway.

"Damnit M'lar what the hell are you doing down here? Are you tying to get us caught?" Janae hissed back at her with his ire more than displayed by the spew of spittle coming from his mouth.

"Say it Janae don't spray it!" She hissed back and sighed dramatically. "I got bored so I decided to see what you were stealing." She folded her arms over her chest and looked at him with a self-indulgent pout.

"Mara take her back to the ship and lock her ass in her room. Let's hope none of them were able to signal their other buddies that there was someone in the hallway." He glared at her. "I swear if you have ruined this mission M'lar its gonna cost you a shuttle craft and some munitions."

M'lar rolled her eyes and shook her head. Tapping her transport pin she did not give Mara a chance to send her back to the ship, she transported to the ship. Only to feel her signature captured and found she was no longer on the Tori but on a ship that had been in her father's fleet. Standing and looking at her with a disgruntled look was K'Ter'r.

"Lady M'lar, I believe you are required back on Boreth, will you come this way so we can see to your comfort and safe keeping?" K'Ter'r had been sarcastic with his tone as he waited for her to fall in step next to him. "You can imagine that your father has been concerned for you and sent me to retrieve you from your Bajoran friend."

He led her to a turbo lift and slammed his fist against the panel, "Deck four" he growled and looked at her. "I was beginning to like you but if you are going to do hair brained stunts like this, you and I are going to have a problem when you come on my ship." He noted she was strangely quiet and watched her stand with her chin tucked and her arms crossed under her breasts.

"So you are going to give me the silent treatment?" He folded his arms over his chest. "If you want some excitement, I can promise you that we will find excitement when I get my ship back." He leaned against the wall of the turbo lift and watched that chin come up with an arrogant glint in her gaze. The lift stopped and the doors whooshed open.

He waited for her to exit the lift and then followed behind then to her side. "Look, I don't like the idea of you being on my ship any more than you want to be on my ship. The simple facts are your father has decided to saddle you with me and I have accepted the responsibility to see to your safe keeping for a period of twelve moon's cycles, so you need to resign yourself to the assignment, I have."

"You know I could fell you where you stand Captain. I could take you to your knees and you would not know what hit you." Her words had been said in a soft and threatening tone she was angry with Janae and was taking it out on the Captain. He studied her and saw that she knew she could hurt him.

"I know you have abilities that would frighten most. I have lived too much life, and been in too many wars to allow some slip of a Klingon female to intimidate me. So if you want to hurt me go ahead." He had thrown down his gauntlet and waited for her to do what she wanted to him.

She shook her head. "I cannot hurt you Captain. I like you. I am just mad because it was not my idea to come along on this little foray's of Janae's he had transported me to his ship. I wanted to talk to him and well he had a job he needed to do first before we talked so he took me along on the trip. If I had my way, I would have met him later but it was his idea and then I got bored."

K'Ter'r sighed and shook his head then rolled his eyes. "So you decided to just transport down to see what they were doing and nearly ruined his caper?" He asked with the sound of derision lacing the tone of his voice.

"Basically yes. That is what I did and I had some fun with some guards that were about to find them. So, I took care of them." She shrugged and sighed softly. "They were inferior and did not deserve to be guards. I over powered them easily and they were not Klin."

She waited for him to open the door to the quarters she had been assigned. K'Ter'r did not envy Janae disposing of four bodies but knew he had to of known better than to leave her alone for very long. He knew she had an active mind and did not idle in her quarters easily. That was why he had brought Bi'Anka with him along with Dovka. Opening the quarter's door she saw her honor guard and they were not happy.

"Hey don't blame me for that fiasco. You know I had no control over him transporting me to the Tori." She walked into the room and slumped down on the nearest seat. Feeling petulant and seeing the look on their mistress's face they knew she did not want them to say one word, to do so would be a detriment to their peace.

Bi'Anka shrugged and took up position by the door. "We have placed a dampening field around your quarters Mistress, so he cannot transport you from our care. Captain K'Ter'r is heading back to Boreth as we speak." She looked over at the Captain and he nodded.

"Sub light speed since this older ship is not really capable of Warp at this time My Lady M'lar." K'Ter'r knew they would be a full light year from where they needed to be so they would be on this ship for at least the next twelve hours. He was not so sure he wanted to have a cleric with her abilities still angry on this ship. He shuddered to think what could happen.

M'lar waved him away. "I am tired go about your duties Captain, you won't need to worry about me any more this night." She looked like she was resigned to her position on one of her father's ships and sighed deeply feeling put out. Glancing to the Captain she noticed he was studying her intently. "Captain?"

His eyes had glazed over and the barrel part of his chest and belly appeared to ripple slightly. M'lar knew he was always full of gas and wondered if he was about to expulse another round of methane dioxin. Instead a voice totally unknown to those in the room belched out. "Will you kindly tell this hulking moron to quit eating so much serpent worms? They make me feel ill." The voice was filled with irritation.

Bi'Anka jumped from her position by the door and took up a protective position in front of M'lar. "Oh really don't be ridiculous, this is the most barbaric race I have ever inhabited, your thoughts are chaotic, your bodies are strong, and your determination is to be admired but your habits are tiring and filled with chaos for a mind like mine."

Dovka had stepped towards the teetering Captain looking at his glazed over eyes. The eyes turned a milky white and the voice hissed. "YOU are as infantile as that damnable Human race we had the misfortune of finding on Seti Prime IV." The voice had taken on an octave higher than the Captains.

M'lar stood and looked at the Captain. "Explain yourself now before I send a jolt of electricity through his system and expulse you from his body." She was not amused and she wanted to know what this creature that now rumbled and roiled around under the Captain's uniform wanted.

"I would not do that Cleric, to do that you would kill your Captain but I would survive." The voice was just as condescending as hers had been.

M"lar nodded slowly, "Explain yourself to me so I can understand what you want and why you have taken this Klingon's body as a host?" She had to reason this was some kind of alien form very much like the symbiotic relationship that was shared between Trill and their host.

"Do you mind if I sit? This ones feet are tiring and that seems to be the focus of his mind at the moment and with such distractions I just cannot think properly." Walking K'Ter'r forward M'lar stepped aside and allowed the Captain to sit.

"Are you harming him being in his body?" M'lar wondered if his body was now a parasitic riddled form and what kind of threat it presented to them or their kind.

"No, I give him gas when he eats things that I cannot tolerate and those damnable serpent worms are an abomination to me and seems to be a staple for him." For M'lar watching the hulking form of this huge Klingon speaking like an intellectual was half amusing.

"Can you be removed from his system without harm to you or him?" she queried. The creature apparently found her less barbaric and more approachable. With a half humorous tone to the voice it spoke again.

"I fear that now I am in his system, I have acclimated myself to his body and to remove me from him and not host me in another of your kind would be . . . " It sighed knowing it was divulging information that would make it vulnerable.

"Detrimental to your living on?" M'lar offered and reasoned. The head of her Captain nodded in an affirmative. "I see, well do go on and tell me about how you became acquainted with Captain K'Ter'r." She sat across from him watching her captain. He sat bolt upright with the milky white eyes staring at M'lar.

The voice was resigned and began to tell of a time on a lava pit infested planet that was known as Qo'noS. The host had crashed near the lava pit and had perished. Its life was ebbing and it was desperate to go on, unable to heal or resuscitate the host. The creature had lain in wait to perish. K'Ter'r had seen the crash and had come from his family's residence to investigate the crash sight.

That was when a belch of lava decided to erupt near K'Ter'r and he had fallen back and into unconsciousness near the wreckage. That was when the creature had taken a chance and had exited the host's body and insinuated itself into K'Ter'r.

"Do you have a name and what is your species called?" M'lar asked and again this creature found her to be intelligent and reasonable.

"We are what are referred to as Nemotado, in our natural form we are viewed to look very much like those damnable serpent worms you love to eat. However, we are less active in form except through our hosts. My name is Faritili. I would be considered a dominate in your society so that might make me a male version for your thought processes."

M'lar smiled, "It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance Faritli, now as for my Captain, can you co-exist in him until we can find you a better host to accommodate you?" She waited for him to be as reasonable as she was trying to be in this situation. "You realize we can't have you occupying his body for much longer because I will need that barbarian to protect me when I have to do a tour of duty on his ship."

Bi'Anka wanted to shoot the Captain or gut him and rip out the Nemotado that was occupying this noble warrior's body. Dovka did not want to make any moves and waited for Bi'Anka or M'lar to indicate what he should do. So both honor guards finding this conversation very odd waited to see what the cleric wanted to do.

"I would suggest you allow me to make my presence known to this warrior whom apparently is highly respected by most unless they are of tender years and then they do not respect themselves let alone a warrior like him. Then allow him to make the decision if he wants to be rid of me or not. I benefit him greatly by healing him from the inside out. I just do not tolerate that diet of his very well thus why he is always full of methane dioxin."

M'lar smiled, "You mean he has to fart all the time, which does not bother me but it does his crew and the gas does cause him some distress. So you can heal him, what else can you do?" She waited to see how he would respond to this request.

"I have my talents but in this body I am somewhat limited, I do give him extra strength, I prolong his life and I heal any injuries or disease he may contract and I filter any toxic poisons or fumes that may not be tolerated by others of your species."

"Well it certainly sounds like you are a benefit to our Captain, but do you interfere with his decision making?" She had to know this was very important to her. K'Ter'r as a strategic manipulator was exception in his field.

"If anything I help him reason it out better, I was responsible for him saving half his ship when you were involved in the barbaric war with that horrible Dominion very nasty situation there. Why do you think he was one of the few that survived the radiation in that power room when he went in to fix the warp core cell? I absorbed it thereby saving him from dying in the process."

M'lar nodded slowly. "Well might I suggest something to you so he is not shall we say unsettled by having another intelligent being in his body." She smiled and saw Faritili smile too.

"I shall take your council wisely my dear M'lar. If you wish to be the one to break it to him, I would not mind." He smiled and inclined his head.

"No, no, no, you must be the one to inform the Captain you are occupying his gut or wherever you are. I just suggest you take your time and slowly let him know that you are there with him. Then perhaps if you have the ability through dreams or such you might show him how you came to be in his body and what you have done for him during this time. That is when you break it to him that he needs to give up the serpent worms or you will continue to cause him to have gas." She looked down at the floor and smiled.

"You find his condition with the flatulence as a humorous event?" He was amused himself as he quizzed the cleric. He watched her nod her head slowly then look up with that sparkle of humor in her eyes."

"Very well Madam Cleric, I will take your wise counsel and begin this night to start to alert him to my presence. I would hope though that you allow us to converse more, I find you oddly attractive and intelligent and would enjoy sharing an exchange of culture." This did sound odd coming from the large burly Captain speaking so formally to her.

"I would be delighted to have further conversations with you Faritili, it would be an honor to do an exchange of culture and to find out more about you and your species." She watched the smile spread then the eyes cleared and K'Ter'r was now back in control of his body.

Confused he sat and looked around the room then to her sitting across from him with a smirk on her lips. "Malady M'lar?" He was not sure how he came to be sitting across from her apparently engaged in a conversation he had no recollection of and this unsettled him.

"Yes Captain?" She said it too sweetly and innocently, glancing round at the looks that were now being controlled by her honor guard he was feeling unsettled and somewhat at a disadvantage, which made him, pop up quickly. "Oh and Captain, you might want to lay off the serpent worms for a while. It will help your digestive system immensely." She smiled and he did not like that smile at all.

He stood and glowered, "Why did I fart and it did not clear the air fast enough for you?" He grumbled and felt his belly rumbled. Bi'Anka chuckled. He turned and glared at the Volkarian wolf bitch and then looked at the large male guard. He ducked his head, which confirmed for him he must have ripped a good one and they all were having a joke at his expense.

"Not hardly Captain, let us just say that tonight when you sleep will be an interesting eventful night." M'lar stood and followed him to the door of her quarters. "Pleasant dreams Captain." She patted his shoulder and he looked at her like she had lost her mind totally being so condescending to her. The captain growled low and turned trudging out of the room grumbling all the way down the hallway and from sight.

M'lar tuned to look at Bi'Anka and both burst out in laughter. "Oh I wonder how this is going to go down once he falls asleep." M'lar collapsed to the sofa and shook her head. "I wonder how Janae and his happy little group are doing?"

Tori headed back to Boreth

Janae sat back and sighed, he was not happy but Mara, Modak and he had gotten the information that M'lar needed to protect her back and prevent GowRon from asserting his control over the Cleric's council. He thought about the vid recordings he had obtained thanks to Modak's quick thinking and manipulations of getting a disc into that meeting between GowRon and Daedalus. Now all he needed to do is get it back to Boreth. Unfortunately, for Janae, he was not traveling back alone, cloaked and following him was another ship with another on board who had other ideas for the Bajoran and it did not allow for that ship to make it to Boreth or that Bajoran in one piece.