Kevron
05-28-2009, 07:58 PM
:CUS Pareg: Gul Kevron’s quarters:
“Computer, begin recording. Private log of Gul Aries Kevron. Ever since my graduation from the Ba’dorah Officer Academy, I have pledged my life to the Central Command. I have served it with distinction and unwavering loyalty. The pride of the Union and its peoples have always been front and foremost to any personal desire. Up until recently, the Union’s mantra had been one of conflict and conquest in order to harvest new resources and reach for new territory, which raises concern on what the civilian democracy is doing. Why has the new government allied itself to the Federation Alliance? Wasn’t the Federation Alliance our sworn enemy for over three decades since the Cardassian-Federation war? Now, we allow these people of the Federation to tell us what we can and can’t do within our own borders? We sit back while Starfleet dismantles our fleets? Our most capable officers and scientists, our brightest minds are sent abroad beyond the borders and interests of the Union to serve in exchange programs on Starfleet units while the reputation of the Union is sullied,” Aries said, still feeling the stench of the humans on his skin. The Cardassians had always been xenophobic of other races ever the first cardassians had set foot beneath the cardassian sun and embraced the high humidity of their homeworld.
“The war was a blight on the galaxy, and carried a price too steep for all involved with the exception of the Dominion, their shapeshifter masters…their so called Gods, and their vorta toadies. I would never be so vain or foolish to want the war to return, despite it being my trade. The scars from the Dominion’s betrayal have slowly begun to heal, but the pain will always exist. I lost my wife Jasal and my daughter Tennir…to the war, a price far too steep for anyone to bear. There are times, late at night when I’m alone where I wake to their screams as the fires consumed…ate at their bodies. I wasn’t there for them…wasn’t there to save the love of my life or my little girl. I wasn’t there when they needed me…” Years of regimented, arduous mental training combined with keeping his emotions behind a stoic mask, the veteran cardassian couldn’t hold the tears back. The memories, all too real and vivid, treated as having happened only yesterday flooded his senses and reminded him of his paternal duties. The minor slip of his stalwart defenses was brief, lasted only a few moments, but it had been enough. It would have betrayed, undermined any loyalty and rigidity of his command. His crew expected that much, deserved to see him as a rock in the storm.
“I am cardassian,…it is my right, my nature to keep as stalwart as the kelindide used in the construction of our ships. It is expected for me to know, to understand my duties as a Gul, to show my men what it is to be cardassian. For Jasal, Tennir and those to whom have graves littering Cardassia Prime it is the responsibility of each cardassian to uphold the values of the Union. It must be the responsibility for every cardassian to make the Union the power it once was. Cardassia Prime’s ships will sail the stars, expanding our territory through conquest or through the veil of alliance. The sun has not set on the Cardassian Union,” he had to calm down, before he set foot on the bridge again. He knew his crew must never know of his stance, or feelings about the current alliance. The veterans would no doubt share his sentiments, but the younger of his crew would not even begin to recognize them. “Computer, end log recording and close under security encryption Double Grey, One Black, seven-eight-four-Kevron,” The security encryption was only for Guls and above. Not even at the height of the Obsidian Order, could the Order crack that encryption.
“Computer, begin recording. Private log of Gul Aries Kevron. Ever since my graduation from the Ba’dorah Officer Academy, I have pledged my life to the Central Command. I have served it with distinction and unwavering loyalty. The pride of the Union and its peoples have always been front and foremost to any personal desire. Up until recently, the Union’s mantra had been one of conflict and conquest in order to harvest new resources and reach for new territory, which raises concern on what the civilian democracy is doing. Why has the new government allied itself to the Federation Alliance? Wasn’t the Federation Alliance our sworn enemy for over three decades since the Cardassian-Federation war? Now, we allow these people of the Federation to tell us what we can and can’t do within our own borders? We sit back while Starfleet dismantles our fleets? Our most capable officers and scientists, our brightest minds are sent abroad beyond the borders and interests of the Union to serve in exchange programs on Starfleet units while the reputation of the Union is sullied,” Aries said, still feeling the stench of the humans on his skin. The Cardassians had always been xenophobic of other races ever the first cardassians had set foot beneath the cardassian sun and embraced the high humidity of their homeworld.
“The war was a blight on the galaxy, and carried a price too steep for all involved with the exception of the Dominion, their shapeshifter masters…their so called Gods, and their vorta toadies. I would never be so vain or foolish to want the war to return, despite it being my trade. The scars from the Dominion’s betrayal have slowly begun to heal, but the pain will always exist. I lost my wife Jasal and my daughter Tennir…to the war, a price far too steep for anyone to bear. There are times, late at night when I’m alone where I wake to their screams as the fires consumed…ate at their bodies. I wasn’t there for them…wasn’t there to save the love of my life or my little girl. I wasn’t there when they needed me…” Years of regimented, arduous mental training combined with keeping his emotions behind a stoic mask, the veteran cardassian couldn’t hold the tears back. The memories, all too real and vivid, treated as having happened only yesterday flooded his senses and reminded him of his paternal duties. The minor slip of his stalwart defenses was brief, lasted only a few moments, but it had been enough. It would have betrayed, undermined any loyalty and rigidity of his command. His crew expected that much, deserved to see him as a rock in the storm.
“I am cardassian,…it is my right, my nature to keep as stalwart as the kelindide used in the construction of our ships. It is expected for me to know, to understand my duties as a Gul, to show my men what it is to be cardassian. For Jasal, Tennir and those to whom have graves littering Cardassia Prime it is the responsibility of each cardassian to uphold the values of the Union. It must be the responsibility for every cardassian to make the Union the power it once was. Cardassia Prime’s ships will sail the stars, expanding our territory through conquest or through the veil of alliance. The sun has not set on the Cardassian Union,” he had to calm down, before he set foot on the bridge again. He knew his crew must never know of his stance, or feelings about the current alliance. The veterans would no doubt share his sentiments, but the younger of his crew would not even begin to recognize them. “Computer, end log recording and close under security encryption Double Grey, One Black, seven-eight-four-Kevron,” The security encryption was only for Guls and above. Not even at the height of the Obsidian Order, could the Order crack that encryption.