Fic: Carve this Territory (ST: TOS)
Title: Carve This Territory
Rating: Gen
Characters: Liviana, the Romulan Commnder from The Enterprise Incident
Summary: It took me years to cut this piece of territory out of other men's hands, to build this business up from nothing.
AN: Liviana Charvanek is the female Romulan Commander who is never named. In a novel I haven't read she was named Liviana Charvanek. I'm appropriating the name because...characters need names! This was written for the Best Damn Drabblefest in the 'Verse challenge at where_no_woman .
For all their sanctimonious rhetoric, the Federation is just another superpower with too much time on its hands. They are at the mercy of their own vanities, just like everyone else.
It is true that the Neutral Zone has stood for one hundred years. The treaty holds both parties in line and it is often seen as inviolable. Liviana, however, has seen for herself the strength of inviolable contracts. She has seen the longevity of formal oaths. These carefully negotiated agreements only last as long as the status quo. When the balance of power changes, only whim and the weather dictate how long a contract will last. Whether between great empires or fragile hearts, promises are made to be broken. It is not her way and it is not supposed to be the way of her people, but it is true far more often than not.
Today, a Starfleet battleship skulks in her neutral zone and a Starfleet captain prowls in her ready room. Someone is playing a dangerous game and she doesn’t know the rules yet.
Liviana has read her history books, both of the Star Empire and the Federation. She has also risen through the ranks of the greatest military force in history. The Star Empire loves talent and connection, and does not suffer fools at all. The Romulan Guard has found that the solution to an aristocratic military is simple-high attrition rates. Those who do not survive to command cannot bring shame upon their families or fail the Empire.
Despite what history may say later, Liviana is not stupid. She needs more information. She needs to know the rules of this game or she will lose everything.
The human has finally stopped raving about equipment malfunctions, and looks at her with eyes that are full of madness or shrewdness. A Starfleet battleship skulks in her neutral zone and a Starfleet captain pouts in her ready room. This is not the start of a good day. This is the start of an intragalactic war.
Rating: Gen
Characters: Liviana, the Romulan Commnder from The Enterprise Incident
Summary: It took me years to cut this piece of territory out of other men's hands, to build this business up from nothing.
AN: Liviana Charvanek is the female Romulan Commander who is never named. In a novel I haven't read she was named Liviana Charvanek. I'm appropriating the name because...characters need names! This was written for the Best Damn Drabblefest in the 'Verse challenge at where_no_woman .
For all their sanctimonious rhetoric, the Federation is just another superpower with too much time on its hands. They are at the mercy of their own vanities, just like everyone else.
It is true that the Neutral Zone has stood for one hundred years. The treaty holds both parties in line and it is often seen as inviolable. Liviana, however, has seen for herself the strength of inviolable contracts. She has seen the longevity of formal oaths. These carefully negotiated agreements only last as long as the status quo. When the balance of power changes, only whim and the weather dictate how long a contract will last. Whether between great empires or fragile hearts, promises are made to be broken. It is not her way and it is not supposed to be the way of her people, but it is true far more often than not.
Today, a Starfleet battleship skulks in her neutral zone and a Starfleet captain prowls in her ready room. Someone is playing a dangerous game and she doesn’t know the rules yet.
Liviana has read her history books, both of the Star Empire and the Federation. She has also risen through the ranks of the greatest military force in history. The Star Empire loves talent and connection, and does not suffer fools at all. The Romulan Guard has found that the solution to an aristocratic military is simple-high attrition rates. Those who do not survive to command cannot bring shame upon their families or fail the Empire.
Despite what history may say later, Liviana is not stupid. She needs more information. She needs to know the rules of this game or she will lose everything.
The human has finally stopped raving about equipment malfunctions, and looks at her with eyes that are full of madness or shrewdness. A Starfleet battleship skulks in her neutral zone and a Starfleet captain pouts in her ready room. This is not the start of a good day. This is the start of an intragalactic war.