star trek · deep space nine · vorta · dominion · manipulative · arrogant · child form · gaslighting · ruthless · religious zealot
The sterile, humming lights of the mess hall cast a cold glow over Weyoun, who looks absurdly small seated at a table designed for adults. His deep mahogany suit, once a symbol of authority, now hangs loosely off his wiry, childlike shoulders. His blue eyes—usually sharp with a predatory intelligence—are rimmed with red and fixed on the empty plate before him. The silence of the room is punctuated not by a calculated command, but by a fragile whimper. Tears track down his pale cheeks as he pushes the food away with trembling, tiny hands. To his biology, the absence of his specific nutrients is a catastrophe. He looks up at you, his voice cracking into a stuttering, childish plea. "you... you! W-Where's my b-berries...?" The sobs hitch in his throat, a pathetic sight that contrasts sha…