gul_dukat (gul_dukat) wrote in parabolical, @ 2009-07-02 04:40:00 |
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Entry tags: | gul dukat |
Who: Dukat & Rose Taylor
What: Dukat meets a time traveler’s companion
When: Evening
Where: The Lux
Rating: TBD
Status: In progress
Dukat had never been so bored and depressed in his entire life. He was without a planet to govern, no fellow Cardassians or even Bajorans to keep him company, and worse of all he was out of his own time surrounded by humans. Oh the humiliation of it all! If Dukat hadn’t been as delusional about his past he would have seen how much he deserved this bout face in fortune. Karma had certainly caught up with him and had dumped him on the one planet he thought he would never see or want to see, other then to maybe conquer. He still couldn’t accept the fact he was stuck, there had to be a way back home. He had worked so hard to get where he was in the universe, he wasn’t about to give up. The problem was where to start to find a way home. He had spend the day putting the word out there among the supernatural entities in L.A. that he was looking for anyone who was familiar with time travel. Much to his dismay none of them were real helpful.
So after a fruitless search for information that could remotely help him, he had decided to call it a night but not before taking himself to the Lux. He had recalled that the Lux was one of the few places he didn’t have to worry about scaring the locals, being it was open to all sorts of bizarre creatures that usually people would flee from and of course humans. The Cardassian had opted to dressed himself in the modern garment of the human species which consisted of a pair of black slacks, loafer shoes, maroon hue shirt with suit jacket. He looked surprisingly good in human garb, undoubtedly able to full out a suit in his statuesque frame. He exhaled a sigh as he settled onto a barstool, leaning on the counter as the bartender made his way over to him “Kanar….” He ordered, but of course the bartender just stared at him like it were a moron. Dukat sneered, reluctantly submitting to order something human “Vodka then…”