[Klingon - Federation Border]
Chisulo stood behind McCormack's chair with his arms crossed as the Lieutenant Commander worked the helm controls. The intelligence officer was to the station at the Captain's right working the communications and sensor console. His name was Lieutenant Jackson, from New Orleans. He had a thick bayou accent that made him hard to understand at times, but his mind was quick and he had a stellar record in the SSFI.
"Captain Chisulo." Jackson called out in his raspy voice. "Klingon border patrol is on the line. They want to speak with the Commanding Officer."
Chisulo approached. "On screen." He ordered in his smooth baritone. As the screen flickered to show the visage of a scarred klingon captain on the bridge of a klingon scout vessel, Chisulo began his practiced lines.
"This is Captain Tedros Chisulo, how may I assist you Captain?"
+We have no records of your petition to cross these borders, Captain Chisulo. What is the purpose and destination of your transit?+ The klingon didn't offer his name, only his demands. He looked to be direct, blunt, and to-the-point and he played the part well.
"Khitomer." Chisulo replied. "I have a meeting with the Federation liason in the area. Sorry, I'm not allowed to disclose any further information."
The Klingon grunted. +We will confirm your story.+ And the transmission abruptly ended.
"Let's hope that message got through to Khitomer." McCormack commented from the helm.
"It has." Chisulo replied confidently. "I was assured by Pont Brillant himself."
"They're back." Jackson said.
+Captain Chisulo.+ The Klingon said as he reappeared. +You are cleared for passage. Safe travels.+ This time her wore a smile, and Tedros could see all of his pointed teeth.
"Thank you. Chisulo out." He nodded Jackson to end the transmission and then turned back to McCormack. "Commander, best speed to Khitomer. We have a meeting to attend."
[End Log]
Captain Tedros Chisulo
Tactical Advisor
Starfleet Special Forces First Taskforce
