Pair of Ayel drabbles
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measured_words(Spoilers for the new movie. Drawing on the movie, the book, the comics, and shit I made up.)
Perspective
Sometimes Ayel thinks about his sister. Salea, an officer in the Imperial fleet, was well away from Romulus when their world died.
Sometimes he feels guilty about her survival. Unlike so many others on the Narada, he has not lost everything and everyone.
Sometimes he feels angry. Salea had often upbraided him for retiring from service at the end of his mandatory five year enlistment. How was the empire better served by his flying around looking for rocks? But the fleet had failed their people, and Imperial revenge was left in the hands of miners.
What would she say now?
Loyalty
Serving Nero isn’t easy. He’d always been driven and dedicated, but while were all devastated by the loss of Romulus, Nero seemed to feel it more deeply, take the betrayal more personally.
He’d screamed for vengeance as the Nerada had passed through the singularity. In futility, he’d fallen silent, vowing to remain so until his satisfaction was at hand. Now, Ayel found that mind-reading had become part of his job.
He wasn’t sure it was fair, or sane, but he would carry through the intent he read in those cold, angry, eyes. His friend needed him, and he would serve.
Perspective
Sometimes Ayel thinks about his sister. Salea, an officer in the Imperial fleet, was well away from Romulus when their world died.
Sometimes he feels guilty about her survival. Unlike so many others on the Narada, he has not lost everything and everyone.
Sometimes he feels angry. Salea had often upbraided him for retiring from service at the end of his mandatory five year enlistment. How was the empire better served by his flying around looking for rocks? But the fleet had failed their people, and Imperial revenge was left in the hands of miners.
What would she say now?
Loyalty
Serving Nero isn’t easy. He’d always been driven and dedicated, but while were all devastated by the loss of Romulus, Nero seemed to feel it more deeply, take the betrayal more personally.
He’d screamed for vengeance as the Nerada had passed through the singularity. In futility, he’d fallen silent, vowing to remain so until his satisfaction was at hand. Now, Ayel found that mind-reading had become part of his job.
He wasn’t sure it was fair, or sane, but he would carry through the intent he read in those cold, angry, eyes. His friend needed him, and he would serve.
