It Begins With An Ideal

Posted on Mon May 28th, 2018 @ 9:35pm by Captain Charybdis MacGregor

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Mission: Operation: Risa!
Location: Risa, Aestus Province Receiving Station, Shuttle Pad 27
Timeline: 2265

Watching the shuttlecraft and transporters at work while she waited on pad 27 for her ride, Charybdis considered the encounter that she had just left. How many of them were there like her out there in the galaxy, ideally working for the Empire, left to their own devices? How many of them had perished, unknown, unseen, unmourned, crushed beneath the wheels of the great Romulan Star Empire's hunger for expansion and glory?

It wasn't right.

How many had been rebuilt as she had been she did not know, nor did she know how many did not possess her gifts, but were reliant solely on their wits. After all, the Tal Shiar trained them to be self-reliant for a reason... they could not betray the Empire if all they knew was where to make their next message drop. There was no support system, no safety net. A failed operative was an operative left to the mercy of whomever had discovered them.

Never had she enjoyed the freedom to question these policies, and indeed the nature of her own and her fellow's existences. But there had been a great many changes in the young woman who had been shattered and sent to the stars by the Empire, and she was far stronger now than she had ever been, physically, mentally and emotionally. She could see the strings and knew what they meant, and she could see the picture beyond the scale of her own interaction.

These... these were her people. The faux Vulcans who were sent to spy and do the bidding of the Empire. Not the Romulan Star Empire, and certainly not the Vulcans. But this splinter tribe of hers, these few that were in some strange way her brethren, her family... these were her people. She had seen that look in T'gon's eyes as he had chosen to identify himself as whom he pretended to be, and for the first time it had dawned on him that was who he could truly be of he so chose. It might just change his life... and in that moment it had changed hers.

She knew not how she would accomplish it, but she made a vow in that moment. She would find a way to free them from their oppressors. Some would choose not to be free, and that would be their choice. But for most freedom was an impossible dream... and she would find a way to make it possible for them.

After all, the Empire had provided her with all the tools she would need...

 

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