McCool's Tavern - Freeport 1

[Klingon Council]

Gorkon, mindful of the injuries to Dane, placed a hand on his good shoulder and leaned to him.
"I will be short but to the point. My men and I will stay here as long as needed. We require no quarter as we have plenty in the Flagship. Rodeffer's bomber is in the docking bay, ready when needed. You can call on us any time."

With that, the two men made for a table close to a window where they could see the Flagship moored alongside the station. They didn't know the men personally that wore Order uniforms but they knew what the Order was. They nodded as they passed. When they found a small table, drinks were brought. They maintained a constant watch around them, always aware of their surroundings.
Their conversation was low toned so as to allow them to monitor surroundings. It was also in their native language so that no one could evesdrop.

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"Revenge is a dish best served cold."