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| Kira Nerys was, suffice to say, not in a good mood at all. She had come back from Bajor, anticipating the meeting with Benjamin Sisko...but not the fact that Starfleet Command, damn them, had accepted those Cardassians onto the station. If there was one thing Nerys didn't trust, it was a Cardassian. They always had some ulterior motive to everything they did, and what they did, they only did for themselves, not caring whether other people suffered. Bajor was a shining example of this philosophy, and she had suffered under them enough to know. As for the Federation...why were they suddenly interested in Bajor? If they had cared so much, why hadn't they helped them during the Occupation? People were dying! Nerys felt that it was because they wanted Bajor for themselves; they wanted it to join their Federation. And the Provisional Government was buying this. At least Sisko had had the decency to talk about the Cardassian issue with her. For a long time during that argument, she had been very adamant in her position, which was simply to send the spoonheads back home. He convinced her, however - with certain terms that the Cardassians were going to have to abide by - though she was sure that once she talked with the one Cardassian that would remain (part of the agreement had been that only one could stay on the base), her confrontation with the younger Dukat would be enough to make him want to leave. She wasn't anticipating seeing him in the infirmary when she'd come to do her physical. She understood the logic behind the physical, after having dealt with Cardassians so long; there was a chance they could have left a spy among their ranks. She'd be irritated if they accused her of this, of course, but they hadn't. A black-haired Bajoran swept past her. She glanced at him. A Security Officer. He didn't look pleased with the accommodations either. Odo was there as well. Nerys didn't see the logic in testing the Constable; he wasn't like anyone else at all, and it was pretty obvious he wasn't a spy. Odo was one of the few people on this base that she could truly trust. They'd had quite a history together, and she could count on him as a friend and as the Security Chief. But back to the matter of Dukat. She turned her gaze on him, folding her arms across her chest. "You," she mouthed. His gaze met hers, and she could see his father's features, and it disgusted her. She wanted him gone. |