tlhIngan-Hol Archive: Tue Dec 17 06:08:58 1996
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KLBC: story, part 6
- From: "Deborah Kay" <[email protected]>
- Subject: KLBC: story, part 6
- Date: Tue, 17 Dec 96 14:06:00 UT
naghmey chenmoHbogh pa'Daq be'Hompu' tlhap mangHom.
bIrbogh pa' Hurgh 'el be'nI'pu'.
pa'Daq pagh tu'lu'qu'!
chuStaHvIs lojmIt SoQmoH mangHom 'ej ngaQ. rav bIrDaq leSlaH neH.
pawDI' po, jachbogh ghogh Qoy be'nI'pu'. "pevem 'ej peghom!"
lojmIt poSmoHlu'. "peqet," ra' ghogh.
yej yotlhDaq qet cha' be'nI' mangHompu' chu' je.
ghom chenmoHchu' 'ej vIHbe'.
mangHompu'vaD jatlhqu' la''a'. "bopabnISbogh chutmey peQoy.
naDev loS vatlh rep peghom 'ej reNuD mangHom la' jIH je.
Dat peqet, not peyIt.
DuSaQDaq Suba' 'e' chaw' neH.
nIvwI'pu'vaD SujatlhtaHvIS, reH {neS} bolo'.
DIS wejDIch mangHom bolobbogh toy cha' mangHom chu'.
qaSpu'DI' cha'maH wej vatlh rep, SuQonglaH.
Hoch vIjatlhbogh boyaj'a'?"
jang mangHompu' chu' , "HIja', la''a'!"
jotchu' be'nI'pu', vavchaj chutmey rotlhmo' je.
"chippu'DI' jIbraj, vaj HIpmeyraj luchraj je tIHev. DaH, ghomHa'," jachqu'
la''a'.
nom yej yotlh tlheD mangHompu' chu'.
ba'laHbe'mo', tornIS jIbchaj chIptaHvIS manghom.
velqa jIb chIpmeH, taj tIn lo' mangHom.
qamDajDaq pum 'IHbogh jIbDaj qIj.
DaQmey tIqHa'qu' ghajlaH neH mangHompu' chu'.
velqavaD choljah nob manghom. "vIbagh," ra'.
ghopDu'Daq jib tiqHa' boS velqa 'ej ta'.
rap Hoch mangHom chu' mach.
Hoch ghojmoHlu' qaSpu'DI' Soch jajmey, jIpraj chIpqa'lu'meH, naDev pechegh.
HIpmey tuQmoHpu'DI', yej yolthDaq ghomqa' mangHompu' chu'.
Hoch tu' managHom la' 'ej HIpmey ghIH nej.
wa' leghchugh, burghDaq mangHom qIpmeH, naQDaj lo'.
pup pe'lora HIp, 'ach qIp je.
mevmeH, DesDu'Daj pep velqa.
velqa' tlhe' 'ej yavDaq pummeH velqa qIptaH.
"yIHu'," jang mangHom la' .
QIt Qam velqa. velqavaD jatlh ghaH, "Sun yInISQo'qa'."
boQvaD jatlh ghaH, "ramvam pe'loravaD bIj."
mangHom la' jang velqa, "velqa jIHneS."
la''a'vaD bep mangHom la', "nIbmo' qabchaj, vIngu'laHbe'."
"Qaybe'," jang la''a.
velqa ghoS 'ej qutluchDaj lel.
nom qevpobDaj pe'.
rap qevpob'e' qIpta'bogh la''a'.
qabDajDaq QaDtaHvIS 'Iw, la''a'vaD leghqu' velqa 'ej bIrchoH minDu'Daj.
'ampaSDaq ratlhrupqu'.
A cadet took the girls to a room made of stone. They entered the cold and
dark room. It was bare. The cadet closed the door noisily and locked it.
They could only rest on the cold floor. When the morning arrived the sisters
heard a voice screaming, "Wake up and assemble!" The door was unlocked.
"Run," commanded the voice. The sisters and the new cadets ran to the parade
ground. They stood in formation and did not move.
The commandant spoke to them, "Hear the rules you must follow. Report here at
0400 hours for inspection. Run everywhere; do not walk. You are only
permitted to sit in school. When you are addressing a superior you must say,
'your honor.' Two new cadets will serve a third year cadet whom you will
obey. After 2300 hours, you may sleep. Do you understand all that I have
said?" The new cadets replied, "Yes, commandant!" The sisters were calm
because their father's rules had been tough also.
"After your hair is cut, you will receive your uniforms and your gear.
Dismissed," screamed the commandant. The new cadets quickly left the parade
ground. Because they couldn't sit down, they had to kneel while a cadet cut
their hair. A cadet cut Velka's hair with a large knife. Her beautiful,
black hair fell at her feet. The new cadets were could only have very short
ponytails. The cadet gave Velka a ponytail holder. "Tie it," he commnaded
her. She gathered the short hair in her hands and did it. Every new cadet's
head was the same. Everyone was instructed to return in seven days to have it
cut again.
After they put on their uniforms, the new cadets returned to the parade
ground. The cadet commander observed them and looked for sloppy uniforms. If
he saw one, he hit the cadet in the stomach with a stick. Pelora's uniform
was perfect, but he hit her too. Velka raised her arms to stop him. He
turned to Velka and hit her until she fell to the ground. "Get up!" the cadet
commander yelled. "Do not interfere with discipline again." He said to his
aide, "tonight, punishment for Pelora."
Velka replied, "I am Velka, your honor." The cadet commander complained to
the commandant, "They're identical. I can't tell them apart." "No problem,"
replied the commandant. He approached Velka and took out his Kutluch.
Swiftly, he cut her cheek. As the blood dried on her face, Velka stared at
the commandant and her eyes grew cold. She was definitely ready to remain at
the academy.
rIn lut 'ay' javDIch. (SuStel, yap'a' 'Iw?)
Deborah