Apr 28, 2006 11:16
I'm still stunned about how senseless Tasha's death was. There was no reason for it, none at all. And quite frankly, I can't help but feel that her death was my fault, at least indirectly.
The only reason she was on Vagra II was to rescue me.
I know it wasn't my fault that my shuttle crashed, nor was it my fault that for some unknown reason the Enterprise was unable to beam me off. Per standard operating procedures, Captain Picard sent down an Away Team - which included Lt Yar - to retrieve me.
Unfortunately, at the time we didn't know about Armus, the sloughed off residue from a race of Titans - all of their inner evil and negative thoughts made physical. He killed Tasha without a thought, merely for entertainment purposes. Dr. Crusher tried her best to revive Tasha, but to no avail.
Although Tasha and I hadn't served together for very long, she was a friend of mine and I deeply regret her untimely and useless death. Her memory will stay with me forever. Hopefully, over time my guilt about playing even a small role in her death will fade, but I know it will never depart completely.
Rest in Peace, Tasha. You are missed.
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