Information Abounding

[Maj Vaos 0]

“We're not free to love you know.”

 

“Yes,” Korix said lifting his soft lips off his lover's. “Such is the price we pay.”

 

“Kimura would skin me alive for sleeping with you...let alone...”

 

“I know.”

 

“Can you stay with me tonight?” The Bajoran's marine lover said pulling the naked body of the Internal Affairs Inspector closer to him. “Please.”

 

Returning the embrace, Korix again pressed his lips against the soft lips of his partner and released them. “I don't know...someone might see me.”

 

“Oh.”

 

They both sat up in bed and looked at each other in the dimmed light. Korix sighed to himself, and put a hand on his lover's muscled chest. “You know I love you,” he said softly. “but if people knew about us...they'd use you against me.”

 

“I know...but I had something for you...”

 

“A present?”

 

“Information...”

 

 

Walking towards his office the next morning, that conversation rang in his head. He wasn't entirely sure what do make of it either. Though he'd learned a covert Romulan terrorist cell was operating on Deep Space Nine, and he'd heard their was one of their members embedded in the marine battalion, he'd not believed it until now. And even though the information had come from the mouth of a lover, he wasn't entirely sure he trusted it.

 

Despite the friction between himself and Colonel Kimura, he did not take Kimura for a fool, nor could believe that a spy could so easily slip under his radar. It was rare, after all, for someone of Kimura's rank to rise in power without being able to spot deception amidst his subordinates.

 

And then it had hit him. Like a ton of latnium bricks dropped from the sky. The Romulans were smuggling people from other universes into this one...or at least that was the story he was going to put forth. Frankly he didn't care.

 

It was becoming clearer that Romulans were trying to smuggle something, and the four individuals in custody were somehow connected. And so long as he grabbed one of the two...he'd be able to snag a promotion.

 

Some people—like Kimura—would disapprove of such an attitude. Labeling him as an opportunist, someone unconcerned with the real facts and the real story so long as he got a name and a trophy to nail on the wall.

 

In a way they were right. But at the end of the day, he also knew Munich...and the Empire wouldn't care less, so long as they had something to put on the headlines.

 

Taking a glances across Kimura's desk, he started formulating how to tell the Colonel he had a Romulan spy lurking right underneath his nose.

[Kansas_Jones 0]

A secret interlude with a forbidden lover! I. Love. Mirror Verse. Plottage. Yeeeeee!

 

Lefty >^..^<