DAY 131 (fri) cont ...
Kirk and his crew continued to explore the underground areas of the Preserver Temple.
The next door they came to had eight 'Skuttlers' in it. They were of a different design and fired sticky webs at them which slowed them down a bit, but they were no match against grenade launchers and were quickly blasted to pieces.
They had cleared the southern corridors now except for one room, that Kirk now doubled back to. Their was no door to this room, the corridor just opened out into a an area that was full of scraps of hide, broken bits of wood, bits of metal, gnawed old bones and other rubbish. Many footprints lead to a set of doubled doors.
Kirk checked the doors then opened them. A large blue skin (or Lope as the Vulcan's called them) leapt out and attacked Kirk with a long serrated sword. There was a Lope maiden and two children in the living chamber behind him.
Kirk ordered the crew to use rubber bullets and they certainly knocked the Lope chief about a bit, but he was a tough customer and did a lot of damage with his sword. He could also, every so often, exude a poisonous gas from his body that engulfed the crew and made them very ill indeed.
The combat ended (briefly) when the chief broke his sword on the wall as Kirk ducked. Kirk ordered solid slug rounds fired and the chief was blasted to a bloody heap on the floor.
A few moments later though, as if by magic, he jumped back to his feet, ran to his room and started fighting, this time with an axe!
Kirk ordered a fighting retreat and the headed back down the corridor, shooting as they went, Kirk ducking under the wild axe swings. Celes was the one that eventually dropped the chief again and they quickly tied him up before he regained consciousness.
Kirk and Celes tried to talk to the maiden in the room. She could understand them fine, but was far from friendly. The chief was laid out on the bed.
Kirk tried to reason with her, 'We mean you no harm. Just tell us where we can find a Katric Arc and we'll leave.'
'Dirty surface dweller! Fornicator of pigs! Our people use your skulls for drinking vessels and your filthy hair to stuff pillows!' she snarled back.
Kirk shrugged and gathered the crew to leave but Murphy took him to one side.
'Why not just threaten her? She might cave in.'
'Not very Starfleet though is it?'
'Well, maybe not, but you could argue if she can give us an Arc now, then it will save more death and destruction...'
Kirk could see the wisdom of this so threatened to explode a grenade in the chief's face unless she did as she was told.
At first she snarled, 'Your bluffing!' but in the end she gave them directions to where she thought they might find an Arc. Kirk grunted, put the pin back in the grenade (it was just a Stun Grenade) and lead the crew along the corridor the maiden had told them to follow.
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