It had been a few days after being labeled a Rogue Order Commodore before he returned once again, finding it easy enough to find the Med force ship but he would not be in his normal Nephthys ship and his previous communication names, this way he knew no one would be following him.
As the Freelancer Tagged Sabre docked with the Med Force its call sign would be Aron Ray with a blacked out cockpit to hide the person inside. The ship settled a little roughly not having being used to the extra bit at the bottom, being held up by the docking lock he stepped out of the ship and onto the deck wearing a black long sleeve hood being a bit to long for him as he held the end of the sleeve in his palm, it would be easy to underestimate him as he wore also wearing slightly baggy pants all this clothing would hide the two sleek Seraph black blades tracing down his back spine in the covers the hood perfectly disguising the hilts. even though he knew he might not need them he took them with him normally always being equipped with them, the clothing would also hid the powered thermal suit cooling his body keeping him below zero degrees.
Moving past the fights lot of Klingon guards rubbing his nose with his long sleeve like some teenagers did, he continued his way to the Cafe and Lounge having his head phones draping down his shirt a bit having some music playing from it but only lightly, everything would be what a typical 'kid' would wear except for a face cloth that people use in the snow to shield there face and nose his being quiet thin but have being made of a dense material as it draped along his shirt.
Upon entering the bar he stood at the door way turning to the Klingon guard and walking towards him having a bit of a hunched posture instead of a strong one trying to be descriptive as possible trying not to bring to much attention to his self, everything would be a black color that he wears having black cloths and hair except for his eyes being a unnatural golden look to it. "Salus, Warrior." he knew by the way he held his self he'd have great pride in his job of being a defender and soldier. "I think a person looking such as strong as you are would be the security to this fine establishment." he looked of to his sides seeing really no one near the guard probably because he wasn't human or maybe they scared the, those that were not use to his kind just yet. "Would we be able to sit and share a drink meus amicus?" he stood with a weak posture as he let the guard who looked a little strangely at him but it only lasting a few seconds as he masking it with his normal way he looked, him saying every thing so casual as if he was talking to a close friend