Gul Skrain Dukat (
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The week had started so well. Dukat had received reports that the ore requirements were being filled once again, there hadn't been a riot on board the station in well over a month. Tora Naprem and his daughter Ziyal were safely aboard the Ravinok and on their way to Lisepia and the red leaf tea had been superb. Naturally, things had to go downhill. First there was the bombing and assassination attempt. Death threats were always so much fun, but when they also endangered the lives of those trusted into his care it was unconscionable. Odo swore he had the suspects, and the three were executed.
And that was that. Right? Of course it couldn't be so easy. Three days later, there was another bombing, and Dukat was starting to get used to the constant ringing in his ears. And then they lost contact with the Ravinok. Dukat studied the information on the PADD he was staring at, as if constantly glaring at it would change the information contained within. He let the Bajorans build their shrine.He had tried to help them become more self sufficient instead of relying on Cardassian generosity and what was he given in return? As thanks? Assassination attempts. Riots. And more pressure from Central Command.
Getting up from seat in his office, Dukat went over to the replicator. "Red leaf tea, please." It never hurt to say please and thank you. Even to replicators. Picking up the mug, he took a sip, and closed his eye briefly. And in that instant, the temperature changed, dropping at least 10 degrees Celsius. The lights were brighter too. Irritated, Dukat raised his comm to his lips.
"Dukat to Engineering. Would you care to explain your sudden inability to maintain climate control?" But, looking around, Dukat was quite sure the situation wasn't limited to climate control.
"Dukat to Terok Nor. Respond."
Taking stock of the situation it would appear he was far from Terok Nor. "Would someone like to explain why the Prefect of Bajor has been teleported onto a Federation ship? This is not the way to ensure peace talks. I assure you."
And that was that. Right? Of course it couldn't be so easy. Three days later, there was another bombing, and Dukat was starting to get used to the constant ringing in his ears. And then they lost contact with the Ravinok. Dukat studied the information on the PADD he was staring at, as if constantly glaring at it would change the information contained within. He let the Bajorans build their shrine.He had tried to help them become more self sufficient instead of relying on Cardassian generosity and what was he given in return? As thanks? Assassination attempts. Riots. And more pressure from Central Command.
Getting up from seat in his office, Dukat went over to the replicator. "Red leaf tea, please." It never hurt to say please and thank you. Even to replicators. Picking up the mug, he took a sip, and closed his eye briefly. And in that instant, the temperature changed, dropping at least 10 degrees Celsius. The lights were brighter too. Irritated, Dukat raised his comm to his lips.
"Dukat to Engineering. Would you care to explain your sudden inability to maintain climate control?" But, looking around, Dukat was quite sure the situation wasn't limited to climate control.
"Dukat to Terok Nor. Respond."
Taking stock of the situation it would appear he was far from Terok Nor. "Would someone like to explain why the Prefect of Bajor has been teleported onto a Federation ship? This is not the way to ensure peace talks. I assure you."
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There was suddenly someone else in the room with him. He'd arrived with his back to Henry but when he looked around, the boy caught a look at his face.
And screamed.
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"Boy. Are you screaming at me or are we in danger? Besides the obvious abduction, that is. Do you know who is responsible for this?" Honestly, screaming at a Cardassian. Didn't the boy have any manners? At least he wasn't Bajoran. That might have been more than Dukat could take.
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After breathing heavily for a moment, he shook his head. "S-Sorry mister." He tried to stop looking so scared. Because he wasn't scared per se, just shocked by the man's appearance.
"I'm not used to seeing other species. And you're the most different one I've seen." He had no idea of the man's race but he was trying to be polite and tactful about it. Sadly that wasn't always possible.
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"I'm a Cardassian, Gul Dukat. And who are you?"
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"I'm Henry. Henry Gold." He paused before adding: "I'm human." It was probably obvious but he felt like saying it anyway. "Nice to meet you Mr Dukat." Because Gul was obviously his first name.
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Dukat paused, taking a sip of his tea before continuing. "And you. Shouldn't you be in school?"