Fviudh nnea lhael u'liorae: erh'kre A single woman slipped through the crowd of natives as their leader spoke of Romulus and Remus. Even now, they still held some lingering hatred for the Romulans who had driven them from their homes like wild creatures.Fviudh nnea lhael u'liorae: erh'kre by ninjazzkat
"Today, we just received word from the Romulan Praetor that she is willing to negotiate a treaty with us. However, Praetor Tal'aura demands too much from us. Instead, the Watraii leadership have discussed amongst ourselves a new idea. With the permission of the people, we wish to ally ourselves with the Klingon Empire and become a protectorate much like they are protecting the Remans now. What do you say to this, fellow citizens?" the speaker was rather diplomatically minded. Lyravi always made sure to say the right words at the right time. It was a gift of his.
As the crowd roared their approval, one of the Watraii made their way over to her.
"Lady," he said, "I've word from Romulus. Apparently, there seems to be
As the Tides Turn: Chapter One Senator Arrhae t'Khellian walked across the foyer and looked around the newly refurbished Hall of State. The new Empress sure knew how to get things done quickly.As the Tides Turn: Chapter One by ninjazzkat
Speaking of Empress Ael t'Rllaillieu, she was walking in just now, ignoring the fact that a nervous uhlan followed her. A group of officers in the growing crowd exchanged knowing looks, safe with the knowledge that their former commander wasn't about to let someone else watch her back.
As the Senate took their seats, Ael started speaking.
"Usually, I try not to be the bearer of bad news, but unfortunately, I come with such news today," she said.
The Senate stirred in their seats uncomfortably.
"I just received word from a source on Qo'nos that their moon, Praxis, exploded sixteen hours ago. They've already asked the Federation for help due to the prospect of losing Qo'nos due to the radiation and seismic effects of the explosion," Ael said. Ar
Fviudh nnea lhael u'liorae: erh'hwi The sleek Spectre-class warbird slipped between two Orion raiders as they closed on a derelict cargo ship. As the Orions fired on the deserted ship, Commander Soleta breathed a silent sigh of relief. The cargo ship's crew of sixteen and their cargo were safe aboard the Spectre and the captain, a man named Tyrak, seemed grateful underneath all his bluster.Fviudh nnea lhael u'liorae: erh'hwi by ninjazzkat
Subcommander Lucius glanced over at Soleta, one eyebrow raised.
"Why did we rescue them, again?" he asked.
"Because this shipment needs to get to the Aemhig colony or the colonists will starve," Soleta replied, "Think of it as racking up favors that the Empire has to repay us for later."
Lucius nodded, "That seems logical."
"What else would you expect?" Soleta replied, brushing a strand of dark hair out of her face, "I am half-Vulcan."
"As I am well aware of by now," her first officer replied with what sounded like a fair amount of derisiveness.