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Davlia does not join the Federation. In fact, Davlia is quite collectively outraged that the Federation would refuse them entry until they received kindly donated technological insight, and only then ask them to participate in the government that wanted to condemn their would-be benefactor to life in prison. Davlia decides that it's doing all right by itself; it uses what Isabella and Lalita can dump into the nets from their stolen ship's library, and their new warp tech, to make contact with other civilizations, and are presently trading merrily with non-Federation civilizations and scouting a possible colony site a few stars to the galactic east.
Isabella catches up with Lalita on the language, and by the time they've been living among Davlians for a year they're both fluent. Lalita has an easier time making himself useful to their hosts than Isabella does, what with his vast arsenal of variously practical skills, but Isabella manages to make a few PADDs from the ship take Davlian electricity and pokes around on the nets, contributing useful ideas in appropriately modest pseudonymous fashion. (Not under "polarbear". That wouldn't make her inconspicuous, here. She goes by the less than concealing "priv_sky"; if anyone, under all the careful not-prying, is curious about her identity, they may have it, but she's trying to be polite.) Occasionally she gets a Davlia-approved thrill of warmth when something she's suggested anonymously is put into practice and nobody knows it's hers except Lalita.
The ship doesn't have very good bandwidth for subspace access to the Federation nets - it's warp-capable, but it was mostly not intended for long-distance runs, it didn't need to send large packets of information through subspace when it was generally within fine range for radio. Also, the Federation knows where they are, or at least has a very strong hunch - it just can't scoop them up without annoying the Davlians, who they're still trying to court. They can restrict information flow to the Potomac systems (because wherever they think it is, they know it was stolen) and to Davlia's own nets. News of home is not nonexistent, but it is infrequent and probably filtered.
They've been on Davlia for almost six years when Isabella learns that their neighbors have been unobtrusively considering her and Lalita what amounts to common-law married since they landed. She tells him so.
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warpfairy
warpfairy
"There might be some point, if Vulcans will give me more credit for being able to suppress and if others are moved by sincere displays. It's not a secret that I can do either, but most people don't know me. Perhaps I should just suppress for the portion of the video in which I explain pon farr; that might accomplish all the requisite goals."
warpfairy
"Most full Vulcans can't drop in and out at will as fast as I can," she adds. "Maybe that will help."
warpfairy
"Or it won't, but I may as well hope. Do you suppose there is sufficient attention span in the audience to segue from my accusation to a more general agitation for the dismantling of the Prime Directive? It would be loosely topical, since my amnesty for its violation is why I was here at all."
dream-me-up
"No. You have two different things you want to reach people about, and you can do both, but not at the same time."
warpfairy
"Maybe I should release something about this and the first in a series about the Prime Directive at the same time, separately, though - catch spillover attention."
warpfairy
Isabella fetches a tablet - she switched from trying to maintain PADDs a couple of years ago and is now accustomed to writing on a Davlian device, with programs hacked together to make it tolerate English and Vulcan alphabets - and starts drafting her essay, leaning on Lalita.
warpfairy
"...I find the idea of finding and speaking with V'Ler unpleasant, but his level of involvement is - salient," she says, after she's drafted a few paragraphs.
dream-me-up
"Well, I could keep snuggling you for a while. That is an option with major attractions." Nuzzle.
warpfairy
Isbella laughs, and kisses his head. "I will be here to be snuggled whenever you like, but I have no idea where V'Ler is likely to go after he gets out of the hospital, and I don't think you managed to put him there for much more than a week."
V'Ler is, in fact, still in the hospital - Lalita was not fucking around - although he looks ready for discharge at any moment thanks to the wonders of Federation medicine.
