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Guest Sar'vek t'Jhiin

The Acrid Taste of Vengeance

The joke of an inquiry was over, and it had been. Well. A joke. Sar'vek felt like laughing in the faces of the veruuls. If they had wanted to cause dissension among the crew, to pull out scapegoats and culprits for the botched mission into the Gamma Quadrant, they'd had the opportunity. A glorious opportunity; an opportunity that they had thoroughly and entirely ignored. They had the fvadting traitors all in a row, and they let them all go. If they had wanted to conduct a proper inquisition, they could have taken individual interviews and compared them. But no. They had thrown away their opportunity for Elements knew what reason. And it made her angry. No. Not angry. Infuriated. Enraged, perhaps.

 

In the past three months, she'd gone through what she could only determine to be a trial by the Elements. She had, in short order, been yanked out of a wonderful observation of primitives by overactive, gun-toting D'heno; had her research on the planet yanked out from under her by the Daise'Erei'Riov; and then had been thrown into the brig with both of the ryakna shortly thereafter.

 

But was that all? Na, of course na. Sar'vek should have known better. Had it just stopped with being in the brig with those two morons, it wouldn't be all that horrid. But na, that wasn't possible. Those two idiots had to make her life worse. At every point they seemed destined to stop her in her tracks -- and to enjoy doing it. Just when she was on the verge of finally moving up on the fvadting ship, one of those two morons just had to butt in and leave her stuck right where she was -- which was somewhere lower than either the moron t'Aehjae or even the Daise'Engineer's little Pexil lapdop. Perfect, just perfect. And typical.

 

Oh what she'd give to kill both of them. There she'd been. Right on the verge of being rid of t'Temmar, t'Rexan, and N'Dak in one fell swoop. They had been perfectly set up for it. Perfectly. But oh na na na. Instead she was left with na only all of them still alive, well, but working together, a pretty little conspiracy to save their own hides. A big, happy, fvadting family, and there was Sar'vek on the outside looking in, of no greater importance than she'd been before this nightmare had begun.

 

And to make it better? They were working against her! Her! Innocent Sar'vek, who had never said three words aloud, was now branded. Branded, and not just as a conspirator, but as a fvadting traitor, who had plotted against the clone thrai and her loyal, newly-minted knightess in shining armor, t'Temarr, the ex-oh, and that guard-dog security chief of her hers. And that said nothing of the real villain in this debacle.

 

While the noble Destorie N'Dak, who had clearly only acted on behalf of the Chosen and Talon, had certainly been at the heart of this masterpiece (and that son of a thrai would get what was coming to him eventually, and while surely t'Temarr had done more than enough to warrant her painful and unpleasant execution (t'Aehjae clearly lacked the necessary genome to be ambitious or cunning enough to have planned any of this, she noted), the real thrai of this and the person who really needed to be brought to justice for her crimes against the Empire and Sar'vek... That was the... the whore sitting in Sickbay. The one who'd cloned t'Rexan and brought her back to life. Resurrected her -- if only so that Sar'vek's life would be more miserable.

 

Morgana t'Ksa.

 

It was her abilities which had given N'Dak the tools he had needed to carry out his nefarious plan. It was her abilities which had stifled Sar'vek's ascension.

 

And she would see to it, she vowed as she glared into the darkness of her quarters, that she would have her vengeance upon the lot of them. It wouldn't be today -- the bungling of the tribunal had seen to that, but io day they would all pay for crossing her, and pay dearly.

 

Just as her veruullish husband tr'Crahn had paid. Oh ie. She would have her vengeance.

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Elements Woman!!! This log just has so many levels of awesomeness, that I've had to read it through a few times now and I want more!!

Incredibly well done! Hann'yyo!

 

t'Rexan

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