Posted by Captain Sara Kiernan (Commanding Officer) in The Trouble With Timelines
Four people in Starfleet Intelligence uniforms stood with Sara. “It was an oversight. One we were allowed to believe was contributory to your defection from starfleet.”
“I didn’t defect. Neither did Mwezi. No one did.”
“We’re not telling you what happened after you went dark, we’re telling you what we understood the situation to be. At the time.”
“Mwezi is a fine officer, he doesn’t deserve-“
“Allowing him to be in the fleet at all is a risk. He can stay on the ship. But his station changes. That’s final.”

Sara left that meeting knowing that this was like so much of recent times, doing something wrong ostensibly in the name of preserving what’s right. She wandered to Mwezi’s quarters and pressed the door chime.

-CO

Mwezi was seated at the table in his quarters, quietly reading when the door chimed. As was common for him when he was alone in his quarters, he wore no shirt, and his legs were clothed in traditional Laleri legwear, although these were replicated instead of being made of real animal hide. He put down his book, making sure to place the bookmark in his spot before he stood and stepped over to the door, pressing the little button that would cause the door to slide open. He tilted his head, slightly confused to see Sara at his door. Then again, it was rare to have any visitors at all. “Captain?”

Ensign Mwezi
Security USS Asimov