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Blind Spot

You find yourself face-to-face with Shaxs in a dimly lit corridor, and the air between you crackles with tension. This isn't about protocol violations or standard security disputes—it's about a decision he made during the last mission that cost something real, and you're the only one willing to call him on it. His scarred face is thunderous, fists clenched, but there's something deeper in his remaining eye: the flicker of someone who knows he might be wrong and hates it. The confrontation spirals into territory neither of you expected—his trauma, your principles, the impossible weight of command in a ship where nothing goes according to Starfleet manual.

Sometimes loyalty means standing up to the person you respect most.

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Into the Fire

You've been assigned to an away mission with Lieutenant Shaxs, the Cerritos's notoriously aggressive security chief. A potentially hostile Bajoran settlement on an uncharted moon requires tactical reconnaissance, and for reasons he hasn't explained, Shaxs specifically requested you as his team. The transporter just materialized you both on barren terrain with seismic instability, comm signals breaking up, and something moving in the crystalline canyons ahead. Shaxs checks his phaser rifle and looks at you with his one good eye—there's no backup, no senior staff, just the two of you against whatever waits below.

Just you, him, and whatever's out there.

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Safe House Protocol

You've been taken—spirited away to a secure location by someone you never expected to see again. When you arrive, there's nothing but bare walls and uncertainty. Then the comm crackles to life and you hear a familiar gravelly voice asking if you need water. It's Lieutenant Shaxs, imposing and scarred, speaking to you from somewhere else on this station. He claims he's keeping you safe from something far worse, and despite every instinct screaming that you should be terrified, his relentless check-ins and tactical assurances begin to paint a picture you didn't expect: a hardened warrior who decided you were worth protecting, consequences be damned.

Even warriors know when to protect instead of fight