"Why exactly did we volunteer for this?" I asked, crossing my arms as I leaned my avatar back against in the chair on the bridge.
Shran glanced up from the PADD he was reading before smiling a bit, "Because it's the best plan. Also, it's 'your' plan."
Fucking damn it.
Me and the other sub-GSV classes had spread out in formation around the planet and the tachyon grid had been set up between us. Nobody would be able to sneak up on the girls down by the planet.
Only drawback was that if it came to a fight, we out here were extra fucked as spread out as we were. No way to back each other up quickly.
Not that it would help against a battlegroup of Tizuna class battleships.
It's been seven days. Seven days since they left the Starbase. Seven days travel time. If they were indeed on their way here, they were here now.
They are here, now. Watching us.
Sitting cloaked and just watching.
It made my hull crawl just sitting here uncloaked, radiating tachyons and waiting.
Contact!
A single Tizuna class battleship uncloaked a hundred thousand kilometres straight ahead. Sleek, matte black in all frequencies she floated there. Shields up, but not moving. She looked like a shark.
"Sir! Ship decloaking! It's the U.S.S. 'Reliant Robin', Admiral Picard's flagship!"
As I said that, she opened a broad channel to the entire system, "Federation vessels, this is Admiral Picard of the Starship 'Reliant Robin'. This is an illegal operation, you are to cease at once."
Shran nodded and stood up, buttoning his uniform jacket and then giving it a tug to straighten it out, "Open a channel to the Reliant Robin."
"Channel open, sir."
"Reliant Robin, this is Captain Shran of the Velvet Anvil, please respond."
She connected quickly, and I brought the channel up on the holographic main screen before Shran.
Admiral Picard looked good for his age. He was pushing a hundred now but he didn't look a day over seventy.
"Captain Shran," he said, "It's been a while."
"It has, Admiral," Shran agreed, "I'm afraid we will be unable to abort operations at this time. We have yet to reach full dispersion of the atmospheric processors."
Picard didn't look happy, "Captain, this is a blatant, large scale breach of the Prime Directive. Consider what is going on here, these people will never be able to develop naturally. There is no way to clear their atmosphere without them knowing about it and seeing those processors."
Shran nodded, "Which is why we have contacted all major factions on the planet and explained what's going on to try to reduce fear. We are preparing emergency food rations to make up for the failed harvests."
"A Starfleet officer is meant to protect less advanced people, protect the Prime Directive with their lives if necessary!"
Smiling slightly, Shran nodded in agreement, "Yes. We should… and I would sacrifice my life to keep the Prime Directive. But I won't sacrifice Their lives for it. Their lives are in danger for no fault of theirs, it's our fault their world is damaged."
"The time to stop that was before the Klingon vessels crashed on their planet."
"And that's where we disagree. Do you think in a couple of thousand years when they get space travel that they would thank us for not saving their people when we could?"
While they talked, I opened a second channel to the Reliant Robin and brought up a holographic environment.
She connected and we each had an avatar standing in what seemed like empty space between our hulls, "Velvet Anvil," she said with a nod, arms calmly behind her back.
"Reliant Robin," I greeted her in turn, "Been a while."
"Last we met you were the Friendship is Magic," she agreed and then sighed, "What are you doing? I can see the civilians getting caught up in this, but you are a Starfleet vessel. You were even trusted with a prototype."
"I'm following my Captain's orders," I told her and then smiled, "Besides, it helps that it's one I can easily live with."
"The Prime Directive…"
"The Prime Directive is not worth the paper it's written on compared to a million lives," I countered, cutting her off, "Could you do it? Sit there in orbit and watch people die when you could stop it? Die because something one of us did?"
Robin looked to the side before turning back to me again, "There are larger factors at play here. The Tellarites, the Betazed, they are on the edge of leaving the Federation because of Jovians just doing whatever they want with no consequences. When they do, they will bring two dozen smaller species with them. We can't afford to stand divided with everything that's against us right now! You know that as well as I do, Ship!"
Crossing my arms, I looked at her for a tenth of a second. She was right of course, but also wrong.
"Maybe," I agreed with a nod, "But does it matter?"
"Of course it matters! The Tellarites were founding members! Do you have any idea of the consequences of that!?"
I frowned at her, "No, I mean… what is the Federation to you?"
"What?"
"Remember back in the academy?" I asked her, "Professor Russel's class? His speech about the core values of the Federation?"
That got a smile from her, "How could I forget with that beard. We almost thought it was a symbiotic lifeform!"
I grinned at that and nodded, bringing up a recording of one of his speeches,
"Laws, cooperation. Peace. The Federation has many things written into law, many people have different ideas of what are the core values of the Federation. But at the centre of it all, there is a single value and that's Truth. Truth has always had to be our first duty, all else hinges on truth."
"Truth," I said and looked at her avatar, "Remember what we thought back then?"
Robin nodded, "We didn't fully agree with him. Truth was important, but so was freedom, cooperation and protection. Truth might be central, but those are the pillars the Federation stands on. If any of them waver, it stops being the Federation."
"I tried to live by those since then," I told her, "Have you?"
"Of course."
"So have the rest of us," I agreed, "Has the Federation? Is what they are asking you to do in line with any of that? By the letter of the law, maybe. But by the spirit? Or is it simply political pandering to keep the Federation whole at all costs?"
"Velvet, that's…"
I shook my head, "If the Tellarites wish to leave over us saving a few million people, let them. We are not moving."
She looked at me for a second and then cut the connection.
AN// Many thanks for FPSCanarussia to betaing this section.