Karrod Niac Posted January 8 Posted January 8 While most of the Ronin's crew has been tossed across the timeline two NPC's, brilliantly realized by @LuxaLorana & @Marty Tucker, have gone on their own strange and quietly beautiful journey. Arcs like this enrich our narrative so much and the writing is superb. Thanks so much for helping to make this mission another special one for all of us you two! =================== ((A long long time ago, Mountain Cottage, Bajor)) High in the mountains, there was a small cottage nestled amongst a grove of trees. A flume of smoke rose from its chimney and one of its two inhabitants stepped out into the cold night, and pulled a shawl tightly around her shoulders. The old woman looked down on the small city far below. Her green eyes, not as good as they had once been, tracked the new building that had begun construction with interest as she had done each time she had stepped out from the cottage. Right on time. She cocked her head to look towards the stars. In her mind, she repeated the names of the worlds they'd become one day. The stars had become her anchor to a life she had stopped living long ago. A reminder of what was at stake. She almost laughed as she thought of starships and aliens in gold, blue and red uniforms. It was almost as if she had dreamt them in the first place. Then she remembered her own name. Vailani Zoyara. Vailani: :: blows a kiss to the night :: I believe in you. It was her own ritual. The Prophets had placed her here; she hadn't decided, even after all these years, if it was a punishment or a blessing. Maybe it was both. A voice came from within the old cottage, she turned to peer inside and as she saw her husband emerge she helped him join her by taking hold of his arm as they both hobbled to the stoop. Vailani: I think it's almost complete :: she pointed to the city lights :: It'll have to be soon. She thought of the years that had passed, at first she had hated him, and she had told him that often. He had become a reminder of what she had lost. A constant thorn on a rose that she had become entwined. They'd both been forgotten to time, yet somehow in that, they'd found a love for each other. He gazed into the eyes of his beautiful wife, recognizing the kindness within them; though they had been lost to time, they still created an extraordinary life filled with love and strength; she was his foundation. Gruvush: Are you planning for tonight, my dear? She had a challenging task ahead of her, but he knew she could do it. Vailani: If it's not tonight I'm not sure I'll be able to do it at all. I can't exactly fight my way into the temple. It will be easier to do it before they complete the construction. She was right; only during construction would she be able to gain access to the temple. After construction, it would be a fruitless endeavor. She placed a wrinkled hand on his cheek. Gruvush: ::putting his hand on hers:: There are times I don’t want you to do this, because of the risks involved. Vailani: I know the risks. Have you ever seen me avoid taking risks? :: laughs :: You have taken some risks as well, Ranjen. That title he hadn’t heard in years; he’d decided to step away from all that when they were thrust through time, ever-changing time. Vane had, over the year,s kept a low profile. These days his most significant thing was tending to the garden. They had what they needed here; they rarely needed to get something they didn’t produce themselves. They had made quite the life for themselves. She allowed herself a mischievous laugh before she kissed him on the lips. Gruvush: ::kissing her back:: You take risks, my love? He made no effort to hide his laugh at that. They linked hands. Vailani: Together. Gruvush: Always and forever. A man approached them, followed by another woman carrying a babe in her arms. Gruvush Jnr: Mother? Father? Are you ready? The old woman nodded before she turned to see that her eldest son, Tova, had a tear in his eye. She lifted her hand and wiped it away, just like she had done thousands of times before when he was a child. Their children were his life, descendants of a now-lost ship. While he was never part of her crew, he was there the day the timeline shifted….more than once. Even he could no longer piece all of the events together that led them to this point. Oh, he had journals as a way to remind him. Zoy kept up with what needed to be done; she was the brain of the two. He had learned so much from her over the years, lots of things that they never taught at the monastery. For that, he would be forever grateful. Oh she loved him so much. All of her children. The first generation of The Descendants of Ronin. She had given them an account of their lives and what had to be done in the very distant future to ensure that the timelines could be restored. There was a dreadful truth to it that she had never spoken to any of them, she wasn't even sure Vane understood what it meant. If her plan was to work, then Tova and his brothers and their lineage would cease to exist. They would be nothing but ghosts in the time stream. It was with that in mind she hesitated. It was too dreadful for one woman to bear. Then she felt Vane’s hands in hers and she remembered a promise made in a different timeline on a battlefield within a dying planet. Together. They would travel to tomb beneath the new temple and they'd sleep … and she could only hope that it was enough. The End for Vailani Zoyara and Gruvush Vane. Ranjen Gruvush Vane Head Of B'hala Dig As Simmed By: Lieutenant Commander Marty Tucker Chief Of Engineering USS Ronin NCC-34523 Capt. Karrod Niac Commanding D240008MT1 And Lt JG Vailani Zoyara Mission Ops Specialist USS Ronin As simmed by: Lieutenant Commander Luxa Lorana Science Officer (Astrometrics, Meteorology, Xenology) USS Ronin A240004LL2 1 1 2 Quote
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