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"V'Lok Harrison is no more, slain by the blade of Georgiou's loyal canine, T'Lara. In his place, I rise—V'Lok, Proconsul of the Romulan Empire. My thirst for Terran blood shall scorch the galaxy until the stars themselves burn out. #STRP #MVRP
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“V'Lok Harrison is no more, slain by the blade of Georgiou's loyal canine, T'Lara. In her place, I rise—V'Lok, Proconsul of the Romulan Empire. My thirst for Terran blood shall scorch the galaxy until the stars themselves burn out.”
The Proconsul said smiling softly at To’Ra.

“ To say I have not missed you would be a lie E’lev and we both know I have lied, know we have lied about us to every one for far to long.”
V’Lok was on one of his many walks through the gardens of the capital city.. when he heard a voice and an all to recognizable flow on the sei’aehv V’lok recognized, the voice and the melody instantly.

The Proconsul followed the noise till he found her.

“ Hello my angel, it has been to long”
𝑂𝑓𝑓 𝑑𝑢𝑡𝑦

𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑒𝑖'𝑎𝑒ℎ𝑣, 𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑒𝑡𝑙𝑦

My love
Shall we meet
on the riverbank?

My love
Shall we bathe
in the sweet clear water?

My love
Shall I wear
A robe of nothing?

My love
Shall we admire
One another
As we both
Wear only sweet, clear water?
//Careful or the sub console may see to it, that the name of S’tens house maybe changed to the Romulan name for idiot which is Daelh but it. More means fool or simple minded.. mainly because To’Ra lol if S’ten only knew the secrets these two have! Evil laughing noise from the proconsul//
// Would you like Lok to go ahead and push this through properly? I have a seal like Stamp thing I use as well as a signature for the Proconsol//
// Oh for the love of Christ! And wow that bad? You’d really compare it to the ship of the dead//
// I work at a bagel bakery, which is the equivalent of being on the Klingon Sarcophagus ship. It’s hell on earth.

I would much rather be hauled to jail for a parking ticket than go to my next shift. Not even joking.

~ 🍄
// Have Fun Eating bagels in hell or what ever it is you are doing! Jk But seriously you work at Noah’s? Or just a bakery//
// Have Fun Eating bagels in hell or what ever it is you are doing! Jk But seriously you work at Noah’s? Or just a bakery//
// Slow Replies - Burning in Bagel Hell until 11
*He’s just gonna Sign this and send it out to all members of the senate and make sure the word gets out*
“particular word.. Is foul and should never come from the lips of a civilized individual”
“ I agree with Sub Commander, or is it Lieutenant commander in this universe?”

The proconsole asked, raising his eyebrows in curiosity.

either way, I suppose the find details doesn’t do not matter, much do they
“ I heard through the subspace grapevine that you may have somebody who owes me her life, with your permission I should like to come apprehend the twin who attempted to murder me. I believe she has a death sentence awaiting her on Romulus”

Mirror V’Lok said as certain malicious grin spread across
“ Hello Captain Harrison, and how am I feeling today?”

Mirrror Lok smirked pleasantly as a holographic image of him, appeared on the walls of the small corridor, the captain and Tripp were standing in.
impressive to see that such a Dha'rak'hai is serving in our military at all, in my opinion he’d be better off cleaning latrines”
S’ten to pilot one of our war birds? No I am afraid he doesn’t even do that anymore these days, no no no I am afraid this V'rell t'khoi" is doing nothing of importance these days Kira, It is rather
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Intendant Kira Nerys, refugee of the Mirror Universe, fleeing her enemies to this one and seeking asylum from the Federation in exchange for intel. Now lives on Deep Space Nine. It’s… proven interesting.

#StarTrekRP

N/SFW

Just having fun
He poured everything into that kiss—every moment of longing, every unspoken word, every regret and hope and *love* he had carried for her alone. And for the first time in too many years, V’Lok did not hold himself back.
*theirs*. His fingers curled against her waist, his hold unyielding, as if daring the universe to try and steal her away again.
It was not hesitant. It was not fleeting. It was a *claim*, a promise, a declaration that no amount of time, distance, or political bindings could sever what had always been
“You are the only thing in this universe that I *cannot* let go of. You are the reason I still *breathe*.” His voice wavered, just for a second, but there was no hesitation in the way he moved. “And I will not pull away from you again.”
He leaned in, his breath warm against her cheek as he spoke his next words, a confession years overdue.
“They took you from me,” he said, his voice a quiet storm. “They bound you to a man unworthy of you, and I *let them* because I was not strong enough. Because I was not *there* when I should have been.” His grip on her tightened, just slightly. “But never—*never*—have I stopped wanting you.”