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SithKoril on Defera

Freighter Vana Captain’s Log
Day 259
M. Koril

Ferengi. Not my favorite people in the universe, but they can prove useful from time to time. I encountered two of them today while we made a supply stop. They approached me, claiming to have information that I would find “valuable”. I believe they were hoping to sell it to me (cash up front). We came to a…different arrangement. They had allegedly heard that a Romulan agent was searching for Tovan and I, and asking around about any survivors of the Jevonite.

I…thanked them…for their time. When I told Tovan the news, he was just as skeptical and cautious as I was. Could the Tal Shiar still be looking for us?

she’s got that look in her eye
like someone’s gonna die

I feel like she needs a proper Sith name.

Captain Koril, Starfleet Miv’s alternate universe self, has an darker alternate of her own.

Freighter Vana Captain’s Log
Day 257
M. Koril

We have begun our freight hauling runs. Tovan and I compromised, hauling cargo between starbases near Romulan space, and docking at Deep Space Nine. It is a very long run in a slow ship, but so far, profitable. We have begun to hear whispers of things along the route. Some of the regular merchants and fellow travelers have begun to recognize me, sometimes by reputation alone. Word is spreading of our escape from the Tal Shiar. Legend, even. I have heard things about myself that do not resemble truth.

It is a far different experience than being hunted. More than once, I have been requested for a specific task, only to turn it down. I am no longer in that business. However, I cannot deny the allure that it still holds. I watch the fast ships leaving for the edges of known space and I wonder what awaits them.

Tovan grows more content to this life, but I know that he is still upset. He will not talk to me about anything but business anymore. I don’t know what to talk to him about, either. Something feels unfinished.

Koril in another life.

Freighter Vana Captain’s Log
Day 222
M. Koril

Hearing of our plight, a Nausicaan in Earth Spacedock approached Tovan and I with an offer to sell us a freighter. He claimed that he wanted to retire, and did not wish to run cargo anymore. Tovan took him up on it before I could weigh in, and now we have a ship again. It is a humble old thing, but it runs all right. I found a skeleton crew and we will be underway soon. Tovan wants to start a regular run between the rich mines in the Alpha Quadrant and the starbases in the Beta. It would be a long haul, but significantly less dangerous than our last job. I think, however, despite my previous misgivings, we should stay close to Romulan space. Perhaps Nurse Bennet got to me. I am anxious for news of our missing crewmembers…against all reason.

M. Koril
Day 218

Victory.
I had some words with our captured Tal Shiar commander. She was tight-lipped as I got a few things off my chest, but she may have indicated that captives were indeed taken from the wreckage of the Jevonite. I have some very mixed feelings about this. Mostly, I feel ill. I wish that Starfleet would have allowed her execution right there, but they claimed that she had too many crimes to “answer” for. At least this is one less Tal Shiar leader in the wild.
I formally requested to Starfleet that Tovan and I be released at the conclusion of this task force. Starfleet has reluctantly consented, stating that we were never, in fact, in custody at all, and merely victims of Federation hospitality.
Of course.
Tovan has not found any solid leads as to his sister’s whereabouts, and he is loathe as I am to return to Romulan space. This leaves us few options and much to consider.