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Captain Ke'varr had plenty of time to familiarise himself with human facial expressions, whether it was fear, hatred and pain (which he knew almost intimately since a century ago) or happiness, dedication and love. Thus, when Jack Keiper's expression changed ever so slightly, the Captain could...

The Captain listened with more patience than he would have normally mustered had he been on a Kraekiran voidship. Kraekirans, as a culture, would spare no expense when it came to warfare and neither would they spare a thought to limiting their distribution and firepower. His yeoman, normally...

The Captain listened intently to Kimberly #49's suggestions, even though she had missed the point by a lightyear. He had asked for discussions on equipping the crew, not their ships. However, slight deviations from the topic was welcomed, as long as they were more useful than the fight they had...

...in the horizon. A glimpse into the past, across the centuries, some images clear, some blurred. [Tele-Empathic Reveal (Captain Ke'varr Sel'kir): *image of a campfire, of Kraekiran Ravens chirping over it, of campfires all around. They were all armed with projectile weapons and swords* *image...

...punctuating his words with heartfelt honesty, "very, very hard, try to understand and sympathise." [Tele-Empathic Reveal (Lieutenant Jack Kwan): *the sound of screaming children* He sure knows where to jab his scalpel to make sure it hurts the most... Making me remember, making me hurt.]...

...anyone, would notice. When she was done, and had sat down, the Captain rushed to say a few words: [Tele-Empathic Reveal (Captain Ke'varr Sel'kir): *What appeared to be an image of Jack in a different hairstyle and period 23rd century uniform, tied to a chair, struggling and afraid. Ke'varr's...

...spare 10 of them-" "And what about the militia from Bajor?" Sisko corrected. "10 and 20, so 30 of them, at your disposal," Major Kira agreed. "*Ahem* I can't help but to listen in on this channel as I am volunteering to help with the maintenance of the station's communication array like a...

...the senior officers of Deep Space 9, as veteran and thick-skinned as they were, became tense. [Tele-Empathic Reveal (Commander Benjamin Sisko): *Images of the USS Saratoga falling apart and his wife dead* This Bradfield has sure brought up some bad memories! Captain Picard was at least...

...a good mood. Before long, the three Deep Space 9 officers were seated at the foot of the table. [Tele-Empathic Reveal (Lieutenant Jadzia Dax): *Playfully* What an oddball!] That was when the door opened, and beyond the threshold stood Captain Ke'varr, who was hunching just so he could see...

'I felt threatened.' Those three words had been haunting Captain Ke'varr ever since he was shuttled into Starfleet Academy. He remembered that his bunkmate had vehemently requested a transfer to another room the first thing before nightfall, on the first day. Ke'varr starred at the floor of his...

"The Captain's just finishing up orienting our new assistant counselor, I expect he'll be along in a minute," Junior Lieutenant Kimberly #49 had said. A few heads were turned in her direction. Lieutenant Krii'kii, the other Kraekiran on the ship, (who sat on the chair to the left and second...

Captain Ke'varr had been beaming as he appointed his secondary bridge crew their positions, or at least what passed for beaming in Kraekiran terms. The others probably wouldn't notice his smile, as he didn't have lips. The slight upturn in the corner of his four eyes, would no doubt be the...

"Yes captain. I'm Ensign Jack Keiper, and, if I may, I was wondering what exactly our roles would be on the Vigilance. You have a full senior staff, so why would you request junior staff?" Ensign Jack Keiper asked, and Captain Ke'varr turned to regard her with all four eyes, the red of his eyes...

...hands behind him, he continued: "Welcome to the voidship Vigilance, gentleman and ladies." [Tele-Empathic Reveal (Captain Ke'varr Sel'kir): *A chaotic maelstrom of conflicting emotions raged inside Captain Ke'varr's mind - hatred mixed with love, depression and fury mixed with happiness and...

"Our executive officer may be a Zaldan, Ensign," Junior Lieutenant Kimberly #49 suggested while Commander Bradfield was having his way with Ensign Varra Orc-Kel. "Are you a Zaldan, sir? It'd be helpful in establishing the racial context for interacting appropriately with you." The Commander...

...one. [Tele-Empathic Reveal (Junior Lieutenant Robert Polito): Oh no. Not again! I hate this!] [Tele-Empathic Reveal (Commander Mercer Bradfield): *Mercer seemed like an inexhaustible supply of fury, if there's such a thing* It's that God-damn SLACKER again! I'll fix him, I'll fix him real...

"Has there been a breach of protocol by the commanding officers during the time of your service? Any cases of unwarranted penalty or abuse of subordinate officers? Practises not approved by Starfleet? Violation of Starfleet orders and regulations?" Junior Lieutenant had asked further. When...

The bridge was darker than it normally would be. The blinking lights and alarm indicated that it was on red alert. "Ensign Sanders! What the hell are you doing!?" a voice boomed from across the bridge. It belonged to Commander Mercer Bradfield. "I - I was just-" the ensign, supposed to be...

...at the panel indicating the deck they were on. Too fast. "Computer, halt turbolift!" [Tele-Empathic Reveal (Junior Lieutenant Robert Polito): *Bursts of strong feelings surged through Robert Polito's mind: anger, sadness, helplessness, nervousness* Not deck one... It's going to be a long...

"Right on the mark there, my Vulcan friend," Junior Lieutenant Robert Polito said, for the first time in quite a long while to be himself once more. Somehow, he had convinced himself that he was in control - or maybe it had something to do with the company? Their bubbly nature and optimism was...