Praetor Vrax

His Excellency the Mad Praetor of the Romulan Star Empire. Who dares oppose me? (Fictional character, #StarTrekRP, 18+) #𝚁𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚜𝚞 is canon

[Praetor Vrax @PraetorVrax]

- #StarTrekRP account, mostly TOS
- #Rihannsu is canon
- 18+ please
- I am the mad Praetor of the immortal Romulan Star Empire and my glorious name shall be written in eternity's halls. You would do well to stay on my good side.

[Praetor Vrax @PraetorVrax]

@RomulanNarek “Yes. At once. Time is of the essence. Time cannot be…there is so little time. Immediately!”

[Praetor Vrax @PraetorVrax]

The Praetor, meanwhile, sat at his desk, drumming his fingers rhythmically on the elegant marble surface.

Impatiently.

Finally, he called his other special agent, the dangerous one, the sister of @RomulanNarek.

"Agent Narissa? Have you located our operative?"

[Praetor Vrax @PraetorVrax]

[Lurking in his stateroom, brooding over unreadable signs]

“Ah. Yes. Agent Vechrar. You wished to speak with me?”

[tone of voice somewhere between skeptical and intrigued]

[Praetor Vrax @PraetorVrax]

@TheTalShiar Verelan burst into tears, grabbed her brother by the arm and ran with him as fast as she could as far away from the strange man. Not towards home, not at first. Not while she was still visible.

The next day, word reached the Praetor that Senator Melir t’Mrian had stepped down.

[Praetor Vrax @PraetorVrax]

@TheTalShiar But he wasn’t *too* slow. He looked from the Strange Man to his panicking sister and…decided not to talk. He decided to have no idea what the Strange Man had asked, that felt safer. He shrugged instead. “I just told you,” he said innocently.

Slow when it served him.

[Praetor Vrax @PraetorVrax]

@TheTalShiar “Why are you even wasting your time?” The girl had a temper, apparently, and now shouted in a half-brave, half-panicked voice. “Look at him, he’s stupid! He’s just making up nonsense!”

An unkind word, but it could hardly be denied that Sarin was a bit slow.-

[Praetor Vrax @PraetorVrax]

@TheTalShiar “I don’t know him, I don’t know who that is!” she almost shouted, refusing to look at the younger child as he rolled on the ground in a fit of mirth. “I don’t even have a di’ranov!”

Poor little Verelan t’Mrian. Barely old enough for school, already so well schooled.

[Praetor Vrax @PraetorVrax]

@TheTalShiar “He says he’s CWAZY!” It was the funniest concept in the world, a grownup being “crazy,” and little Sarin tr’Mrian had never heard anything so delightful in his seven years of life. Clearly, something so funny had to be shared with the world.

The girl turned deathly pale.

[Praetor Vrax @PraetorVrax]

@mnekafvha @TheTalShiar //it’s ok she’s an OC of mine and her family being constantly terrorized by the Tal Shiar is part of her actual backstory so *chef’s kiss*

[Praetor Vrax @PraetorVrax]

@TheTalShiar The little girl frowns. “But my ri’nanov says I have to do what SHE says, and especially that I can’t tell her what to do,” she says very seriously.

[Praetor Vrax @PraetorVrax]

Vreenak will be rewarded with a ship and crew when the Senate is dissolved. Others may follow. The rest, exile or otherwise.

Probably otherwise.

[Praetor Vrax @PraetorVrax]

Alone in his chambers after a busy week of scheming, the mad Praetor reflects on where things stand in his neck of the narrative woods.

He is gathering allies. Admiral Vokar will stand with him unquestioning, seeing in Vrax’s tyrannical ambition the fulfillment of his own.

[Praetor Vrax @PraetorVrax]

Vokar wants to strike the Federation, he remembers, while Volskiar prefers the Klingons. A divide to be bridged, no matter. Even some senators are proving trustworthy - Vreenak chief among them. He too is no friend of this stifling peace. He knows the Romulan destiny is conquest.

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@ECaptain1701 @TheTalShiar @StarSchnTgai [says nothing, spends the rest of the afternoon neglecting his duties and making little coochie-coo noises at the charming alien fuzzbutt]

[Praetor Vrax @PraetorVrax]

@EmpireRomulan @CmdrLiviana I did? When?! LIES, I have no memory - of that statement, I mean, not in general - show me your authorization codes! Who are you that speaks for the Empire!? I’LL HAVE MY PRAETORIAN GUARD ON YOUR ASS -

[transmission abruptly cut off, subspace dial tone]

[Praetor Vrax @PraetorVrax]

@TheTalShiar I don’t like where this is going.