Links

Posted on Fri Feb 5th, 2016 @ 1:06pm by Fleet Admiral Mike K`Wor Bremer

348 words; about a 2 minute read

Mission: Episode 90 - The Great Relink
Location: Starbase 400, Kratz's Quarters
Timeline: MD2 1145hrs, Following 'Betazoid Affairs'

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Kratz was in his assigned quarters. He’d spent most of the night and assuming the shapes of the various furniture in the room, as well as the appearance of several people he’d seen the day before on the Promenade, but from about 0300 hours until 0930 he’d rested in his natural shapeless form as a puddle spread across the floor.

When he finally ‘woke up’, he decided to try and learn more about this ‘Dominion’ and those ‘Founders’ he’d heard about. He felt as if the Counselor had been holding back and not telling him everything. He accessed the library computer and searched. There was so much information, including a large section of information entitled ‘The Dominion War’.

Kratz read about the reasons behind the war, the battles, its atrocities, the death tolls, and the aftermath. In many ways, he could understand the Founders’ desire to be isolated and to push back or eliminate possible threats, but he’d lived among solids, especially these Federation people didn’t give him the feeling that he was in dangers as long as he followed their rules.

As he read, Kratz was torn. He wanted to know more about his people, meet them, but he also didn’t want to be a murder, it wasn’t in his nature. He enjoyed peacefully moving around, being whatever he wanted at the moment. The thought of a ‘Great Link’ intrigued him, as long as it didn’t make him what to kill others.

Kratz also realized why Ramata’tar was so protective of him and why he bowed and called him Founder with such respect. He liked it, the feeling of superiority, but he quickly pushed those thoughts away. He didn’t want that, he wanted to be equal, he wanted friends.

Kratz stood up and shut off the display. He walked over to the window and looked out for a moment, then morphed into a Morz-phaz, a medium sized bird native to Krazz. He flew around the room, clearing his thoughts, it was his favorite form to take.

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