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new DS9 EPISODE season 8 ep 2

lamoglia

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Report this Aug. 16 2009, 4:49 pm

so if you don't know what this is, some of us are writing new episodes of ds9 bit by bit.

everyone contributes where someone else left off. for example "the door opened and..." i may have written that. someone may come in and say "it was garak!" etc etc.


read the thread called 'let's do a storyline episode right here' so you understand the story so far. redshirtguy will copy/paste it hopefully soon in this thread so everyone is on the same page. i'll right the first lines when i get back from a party or someone else can. either way.

lamoglia

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Report this Aug. 16 2009, 4:57 pm

The sun was bright and the sky clear on Bajor that morning. Kira whiffed the crisp clean air and sighed. If she hadn't been posted to ds9, she would have requested rakantha province, the most serene place she had ever been to. The events that recently unfolded were still swirling in her head, and even the beauty around her couldn't distract her.

"Colonel?" asked Odo, walking beside Kira. "you seem distracted." "It's the beauty of this place. It's hard to believe sometimes the wars and hatred that some people posess when you visit a place like this..." she said this while thinking of all the pain she had endured. And to think, after all this time, there could be a possibility of a Dukat out in the universe again.

Odo and Kira came to Bajor to speak to the provisional government in regards to the treaty Odo had proposed. The escape to rakantha province for a few hours was Kira's idea. She needed time to think......

CONTINUE


(now someone continue with the story. you can depart from here with a new cut scene to cardassia and garak for example, as long as all the story weaves together somehow.) :)

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Report this Aug. 16 2009, 11:28 pm

[my instincts are telling me it's not time to move to a new scene just yet...]

:)  :)  :)  :)  :)

...or possibly, to stop thinking. Even if it was for only a moment.

"Odo," she ventured, stopping at the top of a shallow grassy rise. "Tell me honestly. If..."

She hesitated, suddenly reluctant to give voice to all those lingering doubts. But those expressive blue eyes were already watching her -- and she knew in that moment that she couldn't leave anything unsaid. Not with Odo.

"What will the Dominion do?" she forced herself to ask -- looking instead at the picturesque meadow in front of her, at the blue of the sky, at anything except for the Constable's expectant face. "If the Chamber of Ministers doesn't accept your proposal, what will that mean?"

Not just for the Link, she thought, But for all those other changelings out there -- for the Hundred, like Odo and Laas... and the Federation. And what will it mean for Bajor?

A small but densely packed cloud passed briefly across Bajor's sun, and Kira shivered at the momentary chill.

Finally, she looked back again, and saw that Odo was also hesitant to speak.

"It's difficult to say," he confessed eventually, and grunted. "There are times when I don't know which has more dischord these days -- the Chamber of Ministers, of the Great Link."

Kira Nerys shared his brief, unhappy laugh -- surprised to find that even a darker moment of humour did make her feel a little better.

"In any case," Odo continued. "We should wait to hear their decision before assuming the worst."

Still smiling heavily, Kira sighed in silent agreement. She returned her attention to the sunlit fields of Rakantha.

[tbc]

lamoglia

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Report this Aug. 17 2009, 4:02 am

nice. ota obviously this is your field. your write wonderfully. sometimes intimidates me!!
:laugh:

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Report this Aug. 20 2009, 11:46 pm

As Kira and Odo headed toward the government head quarters, Odo became increasingly condescent of Kira's question.  "What if they say no?"  Odo never considered failing a possibility.  He had planned this so carefully, and watched Bajor from a far like a silent gaurdian.  He had scene their society grow proud and strong.  They were able to grow from the days of the indecisive provisional government.  They had managed to survive the Dominion War and not become a major casualty as Cardassia had, they were able to grow past the havoc and corruption by Kai Wynn, the Pa Wraiths, and the insidious Dukat. Odo could not fail there was no option in his mind.  But he knew things were becoming difficult.  What ever that thing was almost killed him.  If it was Dukat he knew he would face him again, because Dukat would love to see Bajor destroyed.

Back on DS9, Garak was laying on his back on sickbay with his eyes wide open.
"Really Doctor how long must I be here."
Bashir knew Garak pretty well but he wasn't about to let Garak dictate terms to him in his own sickbay.
"Why you don't enjoy my company?  Look at the decor in recovery, the shop owner, in your old store by the way, is very good don't you agree?"
"As much as I relish our fine conversations Doctor I really don't concern myself with decor these days especially when there are more pressing matters."

I'll let someone else take it from here.  continue

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Report this Aug. 21 2009, 12:52 am

yippeee! we back in the game! I'm just about off my "break time" now but shall stick something up tonight or tomorrow. Depending on how nakked I am after work. *please note DOUBLE K in "nakked" to forestall any stupid comments and i'm not about to be drawn off topic.*

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Report this Aug. 21 2009, 7:34 am

Quote (OtakuJo @ Aug. 21 2009, 12:52 am)
yippeee! we back in the game! I'm just about off my "break time" now but shall stick something up tonight or tomorrow. Depending on how nakked I am after work. *please note DOUBLE K in "nakked" to forestall any stupid comments and i'm not about to be drawn off topic.*

ummmm......????

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Report this Aug. 21 2009, 10:07 am

Never mind.
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The doctor made no comment as he adjusted the controls on the bedside display -- an action, he noted, which Garak was watching with acute interest even while the station's former tailor pretended not to be. Just as Bashir was forcing down a rising sense of irritability. Pretense, it seemed, was catching. Especially when his old friend Garak was around.

But then, Bashir knew exactly what those more pressing matters happened to be. He pushed aside his brief annoyance, just long enough to fashion what he hoped would be a level-headed response.

"I promise I won't keep you here any longer than I have to, Garak. But until then, you aren't leaving this room."

"Where would I go, with you and Mister Barton watching me twenty six hours a day? Really, Doctor. What else is there to do?"

"You could always finish that book I lent you."

Garak said nothing, but his expression changed briefly to one of outright disgust.

But it was barely a day since they'd found him, tucked away in some airtight corner which had in turn been starved of atmosphere. Deliberately, Barton had suspected -- and Bashir did not wholly disagree. Was this what changelings were doing to the people they replaced, especially now that their prison facilities were no longer functioning?

At least the changeling was safely back behind a security field. Although just how safe that was, and for how long... He paused, focusing on the sharp, gleaming contrast of the computer screen. You're not Security, he reminded himself. It's not your problem.

Not yet.

"All right," he conceded -- more as a distraction than anything else. "So you're not exactly fond of Dickens. I'm sure there are other..."

"Is this the part where you tell me that there's a lot more I can do while I'm... resting?" challenged Garak. "You're absolutely right, of course. There are plenty of other matters demanding my attention. Just not in here."

Now, Bashir decided. Now it was his turn to raise a challenge. Turning slowly, he aimed his hardened gaze directly at the watching blue eyes of his friend. When he finally spoke, his voice was so steady that it was almost robotic.

"So, do I finally get to know the real reason you came back to DS9?"

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continue....

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Report this Aug. 22 2009, 2:05 pm

Garak looked innocently at Bashir, "Doctor, you already have an idea of why I am here. I am trying to improve relations between Cardassia and Bajor." Garak makes an angry face and says "Dukat cause many problems for the

Cardassian people by allying with the Dominion and his rivalary with Sisko, Bajor's Emissary. I want to meet with the Bajorian Provisional government to show that the new Cardassian government is trying to reach out to the

Bajorian people and be a good neighbor in the quadrant." "Additionally, I would like to establish a trade agreement between the Bajorian government and New Cardassian government. I still believe that both worlds could

benefit from this." Julian looks skeptically at Garak, " I can appreciate what you are telling me Garak, but I know you a bit better than most people. Once you told me "Truth is in the eye of the beholder, Doctor. I never tell the truth

because I don't believe there is such a thing. That is why I prefer the simple straight line simplicity of cutting cloth." So why should I believe that you do not have an additional agenda Garak?" Garak continues to look innocent

and a little hurt, "Honestly Doctor. I have no hidden agendas at this time. I am trying to rebuild Cardassia and improve our relations with the Federation, and other worlds in this quadrant." Bashir remains skeptical for a

moment longer then says, "Okay Garak. If what you are saying is true, I wish you and the Cardassian people all the success you need to repair your relations with Bajor and other worlds." "Thank you doctor," said Garak.

Resuming his professional demeanor, Bashir said, "I will need to run some more test and keep you under medical observation until I decide that you are medical fit to be released. In the mean time, I suggest that you check

with Quark and see if he can get you some Cardassian literature to read or...you could watch some of my adventures of Our man, Bashir." Bashir smirks. Garak gives Bashir one of his usual smiles when he turns down an

offer and says, "Thank you for your generous offer doctor, but I will check with Quark and see what kind of literature he can obtain for me." Bashir begins to run some more test and begins thinking to himself, " I don't believe,

not for one second, that you do not have an additional agenda Garak and that you are not willing to share it with me. I'm just going to keep my eyes open and see what I can see." After Bashir completes his last round of tests,

he leaves Garak alone for a moment. Garak goes to a communication console and contacts Quark for some reading materials and information about other things...

TBC

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Report this Aug. 22 2009, 5:14 pm

that was cool. nice lead on given me some great ideas. i like.

might I ask just one wee favour though, and just to spare a thought for me poor old eyes - it's just much easier to read if the text is broken up to paragraphs. pwitty pweez??

They're not as young as they used to be. lol.  :D

Well I guess that's the stage pretty well set...
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new scene

"Dabo!"

Quark winced again at the fourth shout in a row, and waved a hand as if to brush the scene away. He moved back towards the bar, a brief snarl flashing across his face - which luckily no-one had seemed to notice apart from Morn. And at least his favourite customer knew when to keep his big mouth shut. Most of the time.

Never trust a man wearing a better suit than your own. One or three more wins from that Andorian in the obscenely good suit, and he would have to give some serious consideration to getting him away from the table. And Quark hated offering people free drinks.

Still, things weren't that bad. Colonel Kira was away on Bajor, and even better -- she had taken Odo with her. Business was not terrific, although it could have been worse. And he only had to worry himself about Federation Security. Under their watchful gaze, his biggest risk was of going soft from the lack of a proper challenge.

"Three root beers," said a voice at his back.

Quark started. He had been so distracted listening out for that dreaded call at the far end of the room that he hadn't even noticed his nephew enter and position himself on another barstool just three seats away from Morn.

"I thought you were working on the lower pylons today," he almost accused -- grimacing with mild disgust as he produced a trio of bottles filled with dark, foul-tasting liquid. Just like the boy to pick up the terrible habits of his father and hew-mon friends.

"I am," Nog grumbled, although whether at his work or at his uncle, it was difficult to know for sure. "This is just a break. And it's my turn to get the drinks."

Quark could scarcely believe his ears. "Your.... turn?!" What was the universe coming to? But he shook his head, forestalling the response that he wasn't at all sure he wanted to hear. "Well, since you're in my bar -- how about fixing holosuite four like I asked you to over a day ago?"

"I'll fix holosuite four when I get around to it, Uncle." Nog's reply was firm. Quark sighed inwardly. In many ways, the boy was even more infuriating than his father. At least Rom had done the work that Quark had demanded of him.

His own response was cut short by a flustered waiter in a stiff green uniform, who whispered hastily in his ear. With a glance at Nog, Quark grabbed the hapless employee tightly by his upper arm, and dragged him away from the bar. His nephew was already watching him with a very strange expression -- and there was no telling where his loyalties lay any more.

"Already?" he whispered, the moment he was out of earshot. He glanced about him, and pushed the waiter away. "Watch the bar. I'll take it in the back."

They're early.

"Dabo!" the Andorian and his crowd of followers shouted again. That must have been eight times already. But Quark was no longer listening. If what Garak had told him was true, this call would be easily worth enough to cover the lost profit from that blue fiend's winning streak.

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Report this Aug. 22 2009, 6:10 pm

In another part of the bar Nasata was busy staring down a half empty glass of Romulan Ale.  She had been off duty for a few hours and she made it a point to visit Quarks after her shift just to get information on various things going around in the area.  Of course the official policy on Romulan Ale is that it wasn't supposed to be served on Federation Starships, but then again this showed one of the examples why she didn't want to join Starfleet.

"Dabo!"

That's 8, she thought to herself.  She turned around to look at Morn and then from the corner of her eye she noticed Quark leave the bar.  "Must be serious."  She would have to ask Quark later what was so pressing.  She didn't share Kira's general distrust and dislike for Quark mainly because she was a child during most of the occupation years.  She actually believed that Quark made things more interesting.  However she had to admit that now things were a bit more interesting than she liked.  She noticed Nog trudge through the bar not looking incredibly pleased.

"What's your problem?"

"Oh nothing, just stuck here...again.  I got my duty ordersthis morning, and surprise I'm stuck on DS9....again."

"Oh this place isn't too bad and you know it."

"Yes but ever since Captain Sisko died its if any chance I had to get off this station died with him.  I want to serve on a starship not fix replicators in my Uncles's bar!"

"Speaking of Quark what's he into these days."

"Who knows he won't tell his starfleet nephew anything, all he does is make cracks at my father any chance he can."
Imitating Quark, "How is it than an idiot can become the grand nagus of Ferenghinar!"  
"I heard that."  Quark emerged from the back.  "You should be greatful that one of us in your family has some real business sense.  I got some information that I think you may be interested in.  

(short for now but I got to run....continue)

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Report this Aug. 22 2009, 6:19 pm

Quote (RedShirtGuyNumber1001 @ Aug. 22 2009, 6:10 pm)
"Dabo!"

That's 8, she thought to herself.

So do I but shall be back at some point. Nice link by the way.

^_^

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Report this Aug. 22 2009, 6:46 pm

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"Dabo!" the Andorian and his crowd of followers shouted again. That must have been eight times already. But Quark was no longer listening. If what Garak had told him was true, this call would be easily worth enough to cover the lost profit from that blue fiend's winning streak.


Please say that that Andorian was the Bro of Shran. Please. :sly smile:

lamoglia

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Report this Aug. 22 2009, 10:55 pm

rofl ok he is. by the way will drop a paragraph later tonight

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Report this Aug. 23 2009, 1:31 am

Cool we got another writer in the mist, good work bro.  IMG....looking foward to it as always.  My computer is still fubar.  Still using the wii remote. :-[[[[!

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