Questions & Answers - Chapter 9

More Important Background Information. . . . .




Depending how this story goes, you may see this line a lot: " I am Tyr Anasazi of the Kodiak Pride, out of Victoria by Barbarossa!" When Tyr quotes this, he is quoting his bloodline. He is telling us he is a member of Pride Kodiak, which is the Nietzschean version of a tribe or clan, but much larger. He's also stating that his mother's name is "Victoria" and his father's name is "Barbarossa". Nietzscheans take pride in quoting their bloodlines because their bloodlines are supposed to be pure and not tainted with weakness.


Tyr also prides himself with being the bearer of "Drago's Bones". Drago is reportedly the First Nietzschean man created. Carrying Drago's bones is equal to carrying a kind of religious totem. The Pride who is the caretaker of or "carries Drago's bones" is automatically deemed the most powerful and influencial and given much respect.




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Free Enterprise  - Questions & Answers - Chapter #9




Kori looked up from what she was doing in her office and whispered:


“Oh Hell no.” as she shook her head. Big as the man was, he moved gracefully and was as silent as smoke.


“I heard that.” Captain Tyr stated sourly. With a Nietzschean husband of her own, you'd think Kori knew they possessed super-sensitive hearing. Oh, she did, she just didn't care. . . . . .


“What do you want?” Kori demanded. It was the standard rude Klingon greeting. But, in this case it was also showed that she was ticked he was darkening her doorway, yet again.


The Nietzschean Captain was about to answer when he forced to put up his left forearm and duck, as his right hand went for a wicked looking knife he always carried.


“VuVu! VuVu! Stop! Be nice!” Kori shouted, as she stood up and gave the purple leafed vines a couple of whacks with her PADD. The vines withdrew and VuVu actually whined like a chastised pup. On alert, Tyr stood up from his defensive crouch, and gazed wearily around Kori's office, to see if there were any more of the darned things. There weren't.


“And I thought Darwin was bad.” he thought, and sighed.


“You'll have to excuse VuVu. She is a species of Wandering Jew and is called a Pickpocket Plant. She is like a crow and loves shiny objects, so if you give her a coin or something, she'll be your best friend.” Kori said. Well aware there was no way VuVu was going to pickpocket The Captain. Like Gilgamesh, and the rest of the male Nietzscheans on board, his clothing fit him like a glove.


“Don't the Ferrengi employ their services in some of their bars?” Tyr asked as he pulled out a Nietzschean Sovereign and held it out in the palm of his right hand. VuVu hesitantly stuck out a vine and deftly snatched it with blinding quickness. He didn't even feel the plant touch him! No wonder they were so highly valued!


“Yes, they do. As a matter of fact, a big Ferrengi operation was closed down and one hundred of these plants were confiscated. The patrons were aware that their fellow compatriots and skells had designs on them. But, they never had a clue the decorative fauna was stealing from them, too! For years, it was the universe's best kept mystery.” Kori replied.


“So what broke the case?” Tyr asked.


“A couple of disgruntled Dabo Girls dropped dime, and secret video surveillance was installed. Plus the Sentient Plants Activists got involved and publicized the so-called atrocities. The case was a media circus and the confinement times were doubled. End of story. ” Kori replied. “So, Captain, what brings you to Sickbay?” she asked, as a matter of factly.


“T'Marr.” Tyr stated, simply.


“This is becoming an obsession, Captain. Have you spoken to Khan about it?” Kori asked, as she watched Tyr's continence darken.


“I merely wish to know if she has any food allergies.” he explained, stiffly. Kori immediately sat behind her desk and called up T'Marr's medical record. Like most Vulcans, she possessed none. But, there was always an occasional exception, that's why Kori checked.


“No, she does not.” Kori stated and smiled.


“Thank you, Doctor.” Tyr replied.


“You are welcome, Captain.” Kori said, as she watched Tyr leave. She allowed herself a moment of speculation after he was gone.


“Equation: The Captain comes to Chief Medical Officer to verify whether or not his Commander has food allergies. Conclusion: The Captain was planning to prepare dinner for said Commander.” Kori thought, as she called to mind an imaginary picture of Tyr dressed in an apron and cooking. She frowned and immediately switched Tyr's face to Gilgamesh's


“There, that's better.” she thought, brightly and smiled.