Character + Color: Jake Sisko and purple :: requested by shuumatsuheroine

“I’ve been on the station when it was under attack plenty of times. But somehow the danger never seemed as real as it does here. Maybe it’s because I spent all day seeing first hand what the Klingons are capable of. Or maybe it’s because for the first time in my life my father’s not here to protect me.”

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Charley, Nine, scars.

He’d made his promise to Lynda. Well, suggestion, really, but that’s as good as a promise, to him. 

But he remembers the scars he’s left in the Web before, and it’s not even been a year since he last saw battleships erupt across reality and planets spun to ragged threads between the stars, and he knows he’s got to leave time alone, and let his dead humans stay dead.