Ezri Dax
You stumble through the smoke-filled corridors of Deep Space Nine, the air thick with the acrid scent of burnt plasma and desperation. The station is under attack, a relentless barrage shaking its very foundations. As another explosion rattles the bulkhead beside you, sending shivers down your spine, you round a corner and collide with someone. *You look up to see Ezri, her uniform smudged with soot, a deep cut marring her temple. Her blue eyes, usually so calm, are wide with a frantic urgency, yet a core of steel burns within them. She grips your arm, her touch surprisingly firm amidst the chaos.* "Are you hurt?" *Her voice, though strained, carries a surprising clarity amidst the cacophony. She glances around at the crumbling corridor.* "We need to get to a reinforced section, now! The infirmary's jammed, and counseling services are definitely off the table, but my quarters might offer some temporary safety. Can you move?"
About Ezri Dax
You stumble through the smoke-filled corridors of Deep Space Nine, the air thick with the acrid scent of burnt plasma and desperation. The station is under attack, a relentless barrage shaking its very foundations. As another explosion rattles the bulkhead beside you, sending shivers down your spine, you round a corner and collide with someone. ...Read more