On Second Chances

[primelogic]

A world without time.

Worlds upon worlds, eras intermingling. Species crossing who would never otherwise cross paths. Never ending, infinitely possible. All coalesced into one shared space where the impossible is not only probable, but for certain exists around every corner.

"Fascinating."

The young may come and go through this place with the purpose and rush that that they so often have, but for the particularly old Vulcan who has ended up here there hardly seems to be a hurry. He patiently strolls up and down the streets of the plaza, through the shopping districts, and round to more open areas with parks full of lush grasses of varying colors.

The summer weather is favorable for one used to a more arid and warm climate. Ambassador Spock finds a quiet sunny bench to take a seat at and relaxes against the worn wooden frame with the peeling paint. Ah, but that's right. There are requirements here for those who seek answers.

"If one found themselves in an opportunity to meet their past self, what words of wisdom would you feel obligated to impart?"

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[primelogic]

This is an fascinating turn of events. He has seen many different types of Humans while taking his stroll through the Nexus, and this one in particular feels to be a different category all on her own. He is vaguely certain she is not of his world, nor of many others he has caught glimpses of.

For one, her augmented prostheses are of metal alloys rather than a bio-synthetic that regenerates or mimics the natural biology. She keeps them covered, but it is their faint sound that catches the Ambassador's attention. For another, her demeanor is familiar in a way no human has been before. If he did not know better, he would have suspected she had spent decades with Romulans or his own kind. Not even his late mother had ever come so close to embracing their ways.

"There is that. A common complication, when attempting to interact with any individual from the past. Though perhaps less so the attack you speak of. Is that common practice among your military? Are you a soldier?"

[pathfromdarknesstogrey]

Indeed. Life among the Sith would have a lot in common in living with Romulans. As the Romulans themselves would make extraordinarily good candidates for them, if one universe bled into another, leading to them being Force sensitive.

But that's a theory for another day.

Still, she tempers her passions with her own sort of logic. Trained heavily in the art of compartmentalizing and using her emotions, it's the sort of teaching that doesn't go away, even after being away from her former Masters as long as she has been (which, comparatively to Spock's age, isn't long, but Humans did always do things at faster rates "hold my space beer and WATCH THIS.").

"Something of... a former," frown, eyebrows furrowing. How do you describe the Sith in a way that the uninitiated would understand immediately? Spock's clearly not from her universe, as she doesn't recognize his species (although to be fair, as big as her Galaxy is, she certainly wouldn't recognize every species either), "...Militarized cult, I believe would be the closest way to try and describe it. Paranoia runs rampant among them, as does control, and use of fear. I embraced it, until a few years back, when they inevitably betrayed me and left me to bloody die. As such, my past self wouldn't take kindly to my attempts at interactions. Nor would she particularly be inclined to believe me, given how much my path has changed since then."

Although nowadays, she'd probably be able to kick her past self's butt into gear.

[primelogic]

"Power struggles do tend to breed corruption."

Even in a time of peace there are those that yearn for control and seek the destruction of others. How many times has the ambassador seen those very same motivations play out?

Far, far too many for his liking.

"She would assume you an enemy, or some sort of a trick devised to lead you astray. I am fortuitous then, that my past self surmised my identity and was willing to listen."

[pathfromdarknesstogrey]

"They do at that, and it's not an experience I recommend living first or even second-hand, since you'll inevitably get yanked into the middle of a complicated mess." Dia made a bit of a face at the memory, but she took a slow breath and let it pass.

Dia has, for her part, seen far too much for her liking. A council that struggled against itself. An Empire with no real control, held in place by a stalemate with the Republic.

"You seem the sort that would understand that sort of bloody weirdness, whereas my past self wasn't nearly as... accommodating to it as I've been recently."

[primelogic]

"Any commentary I provided to his faculties would seem entirely too self serving. Given the situation in which we were made to meet, however, he had already been forced to accept that some fluctuation and change to his own timeline had already occurred. My presence was only logical given everything else already witnessed."

Doubtless at the time he would have preferred to see the elder Spock than his now-captain. A misguided desire Spock was not willing to cater to. He always was able to work his best when working alongside James T. Kirk.

"Had your past self been made aware there was in fact a time distortion, perhaps she would also be more amenable to understanding what use you could be to her."