I.K.S. Gorkon, Book 3
Enemy Territory
CHAPTER ONE
The salty taste of gagh blood filled Toq's tongue as he bit down on the serpent worm that wriggled in his mouth.
It was the first thing he had enjoyed all day.
"What I find most irritating about Kallo is -- "
Rodek snarled, the grapok sauce that he had put on his trigak flying out in all directions. "Not again. You have done nothing but complain about Kallo since she first came on board!"
They sat at the "secondary bridge," the table in the I.K.S. Gorkon's large mess hall that was usually occupied by members of the bridge crew. At the moment, Toq and Rodek, the ship's first and second officers, respectively, were the only ones at the table.
Toq swallowed the gagh. "She drives me mad! Every morning, when the shift begins, she has some suggestion for improving operations, or improving the warp engines, or improving the style of making reports, or -- "
"I know what she does, Toq," Rodek said. "I stand right next to her on the bridge, just as you did when you were operations." < ... read full excerpt from: Star Trek: I.K.S. Gorkon, Book 3: Enemy Territory ebook
