His head hurt as he rolled in his bed. He'd had too much to drink, and the barracks smelled like...he wasn't sure. It was strong, like someone had smashed a bottle of solvent on the floor.

"Akdn'khhe, aodt arg're," he slurred and rolled over, crushed his face against his pillow. He couldn't get back to sleep, the stink of it was in everything, ( Read more... )

Terran shuttles were rickety, worthless little boxes of shaking metal. Thaessu were no better, not in this era ( Read more... )

The floor ushered him back and forth, wound him round the center chair with voices and static at his heels. His muscles burned red and green beneath his skin, twisted up with work and anger. Two. Two. Of...of them on his ship. Spies, betrayers, and Ayel was chasing them around, catering, scraping to them as though they weren't the very basis of ( Read more... )

“Iurret'na!”

The shades lingered, even now, beneath the hard bridge lights. It was loud, louder than before. That thaessu ryak'na had opened a door somewhere, cracked a casing, and nothing whistled through. It followed him beneath the walls, biting at his heels ( Read more... )

I can't kill Spock. I can't leave orbit. I can't even shoot at the Enterprise.

You hevam seem to enjoy these banal network games, maybe they will distract me from the Nohhua fvadta Vulcan on my ship ( Read more... )

( Tyyhh'ivf. )

Nero turned from the two. Their soft conversation, half buried in the floor, glanced across his skin. Narada did not swallow the sounds, they meandered listlessly through Medical and his stomach rolled. He braced against the bed as he came to it; his lungs were heavy, wet, and the floor was creeping up through his feet. The sensation was unwelcome ( Read more... )

( Mandana. )

( The lights surged and, as they came back on, the air smelled like burnt iron flesh and victory. )

( When the beasts crossed over their trap, they would strike and suffocate them. Drag them down, and they would eat. )