Weyoun 8.0

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I thought you wanted to hear about the Founders

I will free you...

When the choice is between yourself and Jem'hadar we all know to save ourselves...the Jem'hadar would kill to protect us...but also sacrifice us for the Founders...

It's good you were able to find happiness, it is more than most of us will ever find

Oh? You may...we are Vorta after all...

You are fortunate...very much so.

If only we were all so lucky...so welcome. I miss being surrounded by other Vorta, Jem'hadar, and being able to be in the Founders' presence.

-as are poisons...pretty much anything that isn't a sweet fruit.

The only good thing is we can go so long without needing to eat at all, eating is such a bother anyway

I don't know what to do...the Founder calls me...I know you think I'm insane, I think I'm insane...but I must answer that call.

I remember I liked fruits, but no favorites...I like fruit because they are fruit...nectar...it is so discouraging. Some stuff tastes bad, acid is normally unpleasant-

-being denied welcome to our homeworlds, our home space! The Dominion replies on loyal Vorta, intelligent commanders, overseers; we are vital!

Being rejected is...being told to terminate....I still can't believe it...or that I resisted! I owe that ability to the Romulans, how disgusting.

Sometimes deep memories are more of a burden and a benefit.

The Founders have been working on perfecting Vorta for a very long time. I know we are...tools...implements that the Founders use...I can't say it is wrong...the Founders are gods, and how are gods every wrong?

It is cruel that you're-

-lost so many ships and Vorta, even one my own went insane and was lost...

I'm off track...Shana...she is like a window into a simpler past.

They might, but you were not slated for such things any life soon. Shana has always been an excellent officer, her mind is sharp and she didn't take risks often.

I remember when she was lost...she'd not been reactived yet but I was busy elsewhere with the Founder in the Alpha Quadrant. We-

That 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 will order her to terminate, or send the Jem'hadar for her. She was assigned to do specialty, high risk runs to get White or to be a courier. Sometimes she transported Founders.

Shana was activated only a couple years before she was lost, we knew she would rise through the ranks again

I am worried for Shana

-made to adore the Romulans...how disgusting...but that abomination meant I evaded the order....that and another order...from Her. Our gods have gone crazy."

"No, Shana...no, you have done the right thing, we are in a time of testing and trivail. Within hours of arriving here I was confronted by a supposed Dominion ambassador and then a Founder ordered my termination." ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑑, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑎 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑓𝑢𝑙, "I agree I am flawed, I was-

"We are in unprecedented times, Shana..." ℎ𝑒 𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑜𝑑, ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑠𝑒𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑢𝑚𝑎, "You have done no wrong, there is no blame."

Hello, @zorvaanade.bsky.social do you have a moment to speak with me?

-the war, their Tal'Shiar...and Dr. Bashir helped find the cure. He saved the Founders, preserved the Great Link, you can trust him. He is held in high regard. I believe the disease may have compromised the Founders...and they lost the True Way when the Founder agreed to submit to the Federation."

"Zorvaan is right...of all the Vorta he is the one you can fully trust...my memory is corrupted, but I remember the disease...it spread beyond the Founders to all those who were in the Great Link...any that were there in Communion, they were all infected. It was an attempt by the Federation to end-

"Yes...that is part of why I would advise not to trust this new supposed Ambassador."

-Dominion..."

𝐻𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑎 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑜𝑟

"...but the Dominion is not what it was."

"Correct," ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑒𝑑, 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑉𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑎𝑤𝑎 "I am a clone of Weyoun 8, taken from cells harvested from his remains after he was killed on Cardassia...I was made by Romulans...their Tal'Shair, supposedly to make it easier to interface with the-

𝐴𝑝𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑎𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑙𝑦, ℎ𝑖𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑑, ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑝𝑢𝑟𝑝𝑙𝑒 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠.

"You are Shana...9, unless I am much mistaken?" ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑠𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑎 𝑠𝑜𝑓𝑡 𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒, 𝑛𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑑𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒. 𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑑𝑑𝑒𝑑, 𝑤𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑠𝑖𝑡, "I'm sure you know who I am."

𝑊𝑎𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒, ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑑𝑜𝑐𝑡𝑜𝑟 𝑔𝑜 𝑖𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑐𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑘 𝑠𝑜𝑓𝑡𝑙𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑆ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑎. 𝐻𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑐𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑦, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑑𝑖𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑜𝑛. 𝐴 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝐵𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑟 𝑤𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑖𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑎𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑑, 𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑙𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑢𝑎𝑟𝑑.

"Thank you, doctor...I will not overstay my welcome."

"Good...good...not one of the mad Vorta," ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑘𝑒𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑜𝑛 𝐵𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑟'𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑒𝑑 𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦, "I 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 Doctor, you think I've gone mad too. I probably have, my whole existence in this incarnation has been insane...but this is a 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 Vorta from the War...she must be so lost."

"Please, doctor...I have concerns and just wish to see a familiar face. I want to assure myself she is truly here...untampered with. She needs to be warned..."

"I understand, yes...totally understandable..." ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑑, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠 𝑤𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑜𝑟 𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑆ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑎, "I am merely concerned about her wellbeing, you know how odd this place is."

"Why, hello, Dr. Bashir...yes, as a matter of fact you are just who I wished to speak with! I have heard rumor of an...old friend of mine...having been found and now is in the Infirmary! Is this true?"

"Thank you...I don't want them harmed, if it can be avoided. Mirad is an excellent officer, he has family...I am sure that they would like to escape their chains...eventually."

"I just need to know my guards will be protected, Avox will try to claim them if he comes back."