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The doors opened, darkness filled the hall. Jordan walks inside into the omniscient glow, his new science officer Enebran right behind him. Their steps echoed and trailed through the room filled with vials, slightly shaking the glass with each step. The glow hit and illuminated every glass surface in the room creating an aura effect, pushing the darkness toward the walls and out the door.
"Jordan, his gen-waves are becoming aligned with his synapses, the Bromniant agent is finally creating the connection to his brain stem, most importantly his frontal cortex."
"Informal you may be when alone we are son of Cardassia, as my science officer, formal you must always remain in company."
Enebrans brow becomes heavy "I am letting you know that all the hard work Ive put into this research combined with your technology has finally stopped its addiction to ketracel white! And all you care about is formalities!!! We no longer have to remain here in deep space at our position, our experiment is almost over!!"
Enebran walks around the omniscient light, each step rattling glass.
"After months of using this ships energies and feeding them to this room, rationing air, water, and light. Going at impulse throughout this dreadful system, we may finally go and bring our break through to light!!!"
"To light this experiment may never become, in darkness as this deck it will stay. This quadrant, starfleet especially, don't believe in this type of engineering. If public our creation becomes, then taken and destroyed our research is. Believe me when i say, the area we must stay, gray it is." Jordan looks up at his creation, puts a finger to the glass. Its cold to the touch, sending a shiver up his arm. He looks inside, thinking of his Rook creation. Fere is doing well on the colonies, hopes for his second creation are high for him to succeed.
"You may have thought this project would be amusing to create and not use Rook. But the Shattered Cardassians need this for hope, they need this to be used as a weapon. Ive been doing this for years in hopes of revenge!! You cannot take this away from me by suddenly reverting to your starfleet PRINCIPLES!!!!" Enebran lashes out, his voice booming throughout the room, being magnified by vibration.
"Why should i stay your factitious science officer, Why should I not be entitled to the future of our little creation!!! Tell me now Rook!!!" Enebrans hands tightened to fists, his anger has made his stance rigid and lurching. The anger so plainly on his face has created a darkened mood around him, being amplified by the blue omniscient light on his body.
Jordan looks to him, as an old man looks to his grandson, calm, collected and knowing the truth of what his fictitious science officer really wants. He wants recognition and appraisal, over revenge, he wants the right to continue with his research successfully, he wants to create more, he wishes to be a deity.
"Enebran, because...in the gray area you wish to remain."
Shock slaps Enebran on the face, anger washes off of him. His stance loosens, his mind wanders.
Jordan stares at the capsule "The gray area, son of Cardassia, a marvelous area to be"
Enebrans looks up, the room widens, the light sharpens his creation bobbing up and down in the water of its aquarium. Its skin grayish blue dotted by many tubes and wires. Its face rigid and calm, with the same wire throughout its skull. The lethal look of its horns gives it a reptilian look. The fabricated Jem'Hadar floats serene in its liquid surrounding.
A look of pride strikes Enebrans face, as he slowly gazes back to his would be Captain anger slowly returns. He turns and walks back into the darkened hall, with gruff stance and a light happy step.
Jordan looks back at the towering behemoth drifting in the capsule, feeling a sense of parental right in his heart.
"Yes, a marvelous place to be, it is"
"Jordan, his gen-waves are becoming aligned with his synapses, the Bromniant agent is finally creating the connection to his brain stem, most importantly his frontal cortex."
"Informal you may be when alone we are son of Cardassia, as my science officer, formal you must always remain in company."
Enebrans brow becomes heavy "I am letting you know that all the hard work Ive put into this research combined with your technology has finally stopped its addiction to ketracel white! And all you care about is formalities!!! We no longer have to remain here in deep space at our position, our experiment is almost over!!"
Enebran walks around the omniscient light, each step rattling glass.
"After months of using this ships energies and feeding them to this room, rationing air, water, and light. Going at impulse throughout this dreadful system, we may finally go and bring our break through to light!!!"
"To light this experiment may never become, in darkness as this deck it will stay. This quadrant, starfleet especially, don't believe in this type of engineering. If public our creation becomes, then taken and destroyed our research is. Believe me when i say, the area we must stay, gray it is." Jordan looks up at his creation, puts a finger to the glass. Its cold to the touch, sending a shiver up his arm. He looks inside, thinking of his Rook creation. Fere is doing well on the colonies, hopes for his second creation are high for him to succeed.
"You may have thought this project would be amusing to create and not use Rook. But the Shattered Cardassians need this for hope, they need this to be used as a weapon. Ive been doing this for years in hopes of revenge!! You cannot take this away from me by suddenly reverting to your starfleet PRINCIPLES!!!!" Enebran lashes out, his voice booming throughout the room, being magnified by vibration.
"Why should i stay your factitious science officer, Why should I not be entitled to the future of our little creation!!! Tell me now Rook!!!" Enebrans hands tightened to fists, his anger has made his stance rigid and lurching. The anger so plainly on his face has created a darkened mood around him, being amplified by the blue omniscient light on his body.
Jordan looks to him, as an old man looks to his grandson, calm, collected and knowing the truth of what his fictitious science officer really wants. He wants recognition and appraisal, over revenge, he wants the right to continue with his research successfully, he wants to create more, he wishes to be a deity.
"Enebran, because...in the gray area you wish to remain."
Shock slaps Enebran on the face, anger washes off of him. His stance loosens, his mind wanders.
Jordan stares at the capsule "The gray area, son of Cardassia, a marvelous area to be"
Enebrans looks up, the room widens, the light sharpens his creation bobbing up and down in the water of its aquarium. Its skin grayish blue dotted by many tubes and wires. Its face rigid and calm, with the same wire throughout its skull. The lethal look of its horns gives it a reptilian look. The fabricated Jem'Hadar floats serene in its liquid surrounding.
A look of pride strikes Enebrans face, as he slowly gazes back to his would be Captain anger slowly returns. He turns and walks back into the darkened hall, with gruff stance and a light happy step.
Jordan looks back at the towering behemoth drifting in the capsule, feeling a sense of parental right in his heart.
"Yes, a marvelous place to be, it is"
