Passion, Klingon Style "
By: Melissa Jarvis, Chief Security Officer, [RNPC]
Korg , Security Officer , [NPC]

Stardate: 58205.12 2000

==holodeck 1==

Melissa sat in the center of the Klingon style gym. Korg noticed that she appeared to be in deep meditation as he arrived. He waited in silence for her to finish. He was surprised at how he had become so attracted to this Human female. He would have never expected such a thing to happen. She was a true warrior, he was impressed with they way she handled herself during the training drills. Finally, deciding that he should let her know he was here he said, "Defend yourself."

Wasting no time and not needing to be warned twice Melissa spun herself around and lashed out at his legs bringing him to the matted floor. In an instant she was hack on her feet and standing in a defensive posture. "Defend *yourself*", she said with a smug smile on her face.

"You are quick," said Korg, with what could only be described as a sneer on his face. He launched a flurry of attacks. Melissa blocked or dodged most of the blows and countered with several punched of her own. "How is it that you have become so well trained in the Klingon fighting style," Korg asked as he probed her defenses for a weakness.

"During the academy, I had a opportunity to spend a good deal of time with the Klingon people." Melissa landed a blow to Korg's head and quickly followed it up with a stinging kick to his head. Korg growled and stepped back. He shook his head and then moved back into the fight. "How about you Korg, tell me about Korg."

"There is not much to tell," said Korg as he launched a furious attack sending Melissa falling backwards. She quickly got back to her feet and fended several more blows. "I have no family. I have dedicated my life to fighting for the Empire."

Melissa noticed that Korg's intensity had increased. "That is lonely. Have you no mate?" Melissa took a hard shot from Korg to the ribs and fought to get air back into her lungs.

Korg smiled and pressed his attack. "I have no mate." He was gaining the momentum in this fight. "Have you a mate?"

Melissa aimed a kick for Korg’s head, which he ducked with ease. “No mate.” Melissa recovered from her missed kick and landed a strong punch to Korg’s stomach. Korg did not even appear to feel it. He pressed forward with another attack.

Melissa sensed that this was no longer just a sparring session. She was off balanced and moving backwards to stay away from Korg’s attack.

Korg was in control, his opponent was off guard and had now been backed into a corner. He could resist no longer. Korg grabbed Melissa by the hair and bought their lips together.

Melissa was, at first, surprised, then she gave in to the kiss. It was full of passion, which she eagerly returned. Without warning, however, she took Korg’s lower lip in her teeth and bit down will all the force she could muster. Korg howled in pain and took a step back. Melissa pounded Korg along side the head with all her strength. The big klingon fell to the ground. “You did not think I would be that easy did you Korg,” Melissa challenged. “You are going to have to do better that.”

“I had hoped you would say that,” he growled as they squared off for a fight of another kind.

The sparring was over, the ritual had begun.