004: By the Blade of Kahless [Accidental Visual / Location: A Gym in Central]
The bat'leth was a difficult weapon - heavy and cumbersome and vicious - if you didn't know how to use it, but B'Elanna handled it with ease. She'd lost count of the number of times she'd been forced to use one at the monastery. Her mother had never been satisfied with her efforts, but the few friends she had shown her skills to - or, rather, had been coaxed and cajoled into showing her skills to - had always been impressed.
She didn't know what Santa Claus had been trying to achieve. She didn't even know if the intruder had been Santa Claus. But the curved blade was one of the finest weapons she'd ever seen and, despite her uncomfortable relationship with her klingon side, she couldn't resist the urge to try it out.
Having exchanged her uniform for a vest and a pair of comfortable trousers, she left ship with the curved longsword in hand. There wasn't enough room to manovere in the ship. A gym - mercifully empty - was as good a place as any for a training session.
Completely focused on her blade, B'Elanna didn't realise that she was being recorded until it was far too late. She spun and twirled with surprising rapidity and, when she finally spotted the blinking red light, let out a growl of frustration.
"Damn."
She didn't know what Santa Claus had been trying to achieve. She didn't even know if the intruder had been Santa Claus. But the curved blade was one of the finest weapons she'd ever seen and, despite her uncomfortable relationship with her klingon side, she couldn't resist the urge to try it out.
Having exchanged her uniform for a vest and a pair of comfortable trousers, she left ship with the curved longsword in hand. There wasn't enough room to manovere in the ship. A gym - mercifully empty - was as good a place as any for a training session.
Completely focused on her blade, B'Elanna didn't realise that she was being recorded until it was far too late. She spun and twirled with surprising rapidity and, when she finally spotted the blinking red light, let out a growl of frustration.
"Damn."