<USS Avalon> Recovering

Recovering

Karg awoke on the floor of the brig. He was alone in his cell and the force 
field was on. The cells he could see from his seemed to be empty and there was 
no guard on duty. His muscles were stiff making it hard to move. Even for a 
Klingon, heavy stun is no picnic.

Karg couldn't just sit here and wait for them to execute him. He had to try 
something. Pulling out the bed, he sat down and pondered the options this room 
offered. He'd need a cutter to get to the service corridor and there was no 
clearance in the ceiling. That left only the door.

Karg moved to sit, cross-legged nearer to the force field. "I wonder if I 
could make these emitters overload." Lets see, there must be a proximity 
indicator that increases output if you get too close to the door and a sensor 
to 
analyze resistance in case I were something large like a Gorn or a Bolian. "So 
how 
long can they run at maximum output?"

Karg removed on of his boots. It's sole was synthetic and totally 
nonconductive. As he placed the shaft into the opening the force field began to 
hum and 
twinkle a little. After five minutes or so, the boot seemed to be getting a 
little hot. Removing his other boot, he used it as a prop and settled back on 
the 
bed to see what would happen.

In a few minutes, an alarm began to sound on the unmanned security desk. Karg 
got up to feel the walls near to the emitters. They were getting warm. Maybe 
this is going to work.

When Karg was unconscious, one of the Tempest crew set the Security console 
to be monitored by OPS. One of these invaders now hurried to the Brig to see 
what the problem was. When he arrived, he saw Karg near the door and the boots 
in the field. "Hey, cut that out!"
Karg smiled back, "Make me."
"Make you?"
"Yeah, what's the matter? You chicken ?"
The guard wags his head, "I can't believe this."
Karg starts clucking, "Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck." 
Obviously, it would be better for Karg if the guard tried to smack him."

The security panel is showing the increasing heat of the emitters. Karg will 
have to be taught a lesson.  Leveling his phaser he demands, "Stand back from 
the entrance." The guard intends to transfer Karg to another cell minus his 
boots. 

Karg and his brother K’Ehneth used to practice these timing tricks when they 
were young. It will take the guard 3 seconds to do what he intends. One to see 
the button, another to activate it and a third to reacquire the target. 

Karg started running when the guards attention was fully on the button. Karg 
was through the door at the instant the field was down. His left hand kept the 
guard from making a lethal shot and his right elbow came up and struck the 
man on the temple. Karg was 6 feet 2 inches tall and 245 pounds and he was able 
to concentrate most of his weight on the hit. The poor guard suffered an 
immediate severe concussion from which he would not recover.

Retrieving his Dk'tahg and the guard's phaser, Karg watched the guard breathe 
his last and said to him, "Beware the Ides of March."

Lt. Commander Karg
Chief Tactical & Chief Covert OPS Officer
USS Avalon

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