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Make It So Friday

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There were two stories in this novel. Both about Kahless, just, different Kahlesses (Kahlessae?) One is set in the ‘heroic age’ about the real Kahless, and a story that sort of shows how he came to find and then be the flag bearer for Klingon honor. The other is set in ‘our’ time and follows the cloned Kahless, Captain Jean-Luc Picard, and Lieutenant Worf as they try to prevent a rebellion against the current Emperor.

Lots going on and, the plot did not pause to breathe at all. There was always something going on as the two different Kahlesses tried to save their Klingon Empire. Such an awesome read. And, also, one of the books that, as long as you know a little something about Star Trek The Next Generation, it can be read by Star Trek newbies and lifers alike.

You may like this book If you Liked: Captain to Captain by Greg Cox, Greg, Gods of Night by David Mack, or Taking Wing by Michael A. Martin

Cloned Kahless does not appreciate not being considered “real.”

Also, just for fun, let’s not forget what Kahless looked like in TOS

Spock in a t-shirt is my life

Back in the day, like 1966 or so, men didn’t wear black teeshirts. If they existed at all, they were very hard to find. In fact, men didn’t wear a lot of black and a teeshirt wasn’t considered all the way dressed. That’s why Trek underwear is black — because it looked unusual and futuristic at the time. So when Spock showed up in this black ensemble it was as sexy as if they’d stripped him naked and laid him on a platter.

Picard in a skant. We deserved a little knee.

Data: My name. It is pronounced ‘Day-ta’.

Pulaski: Oh?

Data: You called me ‘Dah-ta’.

Pulaski: ::laughs:: What’s the difference?

LaForge: ::comes out of nowhere, pulls out a knife and stabs Pulaski in her shriveled dead heart::

Data: One will make Geordi stab you, the other will not.

Well I walk into the room, handing out my hundred dollar smile, and it kills and it thrills, like the odes to my multi-limbed feline.