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sshbpodcast · 2 years ago

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How do you feel? Diseases in Star Trek

By Ames

We’re a little late to the pandemic blog party, but disease is still topical everywhere you look today. And that includes Star Trek! It seems like every other week the respective chief medical officer is tasked with whipping up some miracle cure for this or that because people still don’t know how to self isolate in the future. At least everyone is up to date on their boosters.

This list is going to be longer than usual because we at A Star to Steer Her By didn’t foresee just how many different diseases our crews encountered. So follow along below and on this week’s podcast episode (discussion starts at 1:07:16), slap on your EV suits, quarantine sickbay immediately, and if you’ve come in contact with some goo on a planet surface, maybe wash your damn hands!

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Psi 2000 virus / polywater intoxication –“The Naked Time”

Our first outbreak got the whole crew drunk to reveal hidden character traits, like singing “Kathleen” ad nauseam or swashbuckling around the bridge. One more time!

Puberty plague – “Miri”

Say what you will about the bad child acting in this episode (and we did), but watching Bones cure the anti-aging experiment disease was heroic as hell. No bonks for you, McCoy.

Rapid aging caused by comet radiation –“The Deadly Years”

The old-age makeup in this episode varied wildly, but the cure of getting scared and creating adrenaline was also utterly perplexing. Cowards like Chekov rejoice!

Omega IV virus – “The Omega Glory”

Leave the planet Omega IV and succumb to an infection that turns you into a pile of glitter. But stay on planet and you’re effectively immortal. Choices, choices…

Xenopolycythemia – “For the World Is Hollow and I Have Touched the Sky”

We sure loved this episode, and at the center of it is watching McCoy accept his diagnosis with a fatal disease and curtailed life expectancy with dignity and makeouts with Natira.

Kirk’s STDs – “The Mark of Gideon”

This race of people might be the biggest hypocrites we’ve met. Instead of just using contraception, they want to expose their people to Kirk’s STDs to decrease their population. Yikes.

Choriocytosis – “The Pirates of Orion”

After watching episode after episode of Vulcans being less susceptible to diseases, we finally see one that’s specifically bad for our pointy-eared friends. Quick, quarantine Spock!

Dramia II plague – “Albatross”

Another perplexing disease that doesn’t really hold up to scrutiny. Going through a space aurora turns you different colors? Wait, space auroras are even a thing? Color us incredulous.

Psi 2000 virus / polywater intoxication – “The Naked Now”

A rehash of “The Naked Time” but way less interesting. Points off for drunk Wesley saving the ship, but this episode makes up for it with extra points for showing us how fully functional Data is.

Tarellian plague – “Haven”

How did we go this long in Trek before meeting up with a ship of plague victims? The concept makes for an interesting exploration into how we treat sick people like… well, like lepers frankly.

Quazulu VIII virus – “Angel One”

How did this disease spread over so much of the ship before Crusher realized it was airborne? At the same time, I’d rather take my chances with the smelly disease over visiting Lady Planet.

Iverson’s disease – “Too Short a Season”

We’ve given Admiral Jameson a lot of guff on this podcast (and for good reason!) as curing his Iverson’s disease with experimental drugs isn’t even the least ethical thing he’s done!

Rapid aging caused by mutant children – “Unnatural Selection”

Another day, another rapid-aging virus. Pulaski’s methods to keep the disease contained were sound, but even she couldn’t keep from getting exposed to a group of experimental super babies!

Acamarian microvirus – “The Vengeance Factor”

Who other than Khan has such a vendetta against their foes? Enter Yuta, who can infect you with a personalized pathogen with just a touch of her hand. Revenge is a dish best made to order.

Bendii Syndrome – “Sarek”

What a touching look at what’s effectively an allegory for dementia, which is devastating enough as it is. But in the hands of a pro like Mark Lenard, it’s spell binding and one of our favorites.

Barclay’s Protomorphosis Syndrome – “Genesis”

Excellent makeup aside, the mutation virus in this episode makes absolutely no sense. Humans wouldn’t devolve into spiders, would they? Then again, maybe Barclay would?

Tarchannen retro mutation – “Identity Crisis”

More stellar makeup for an episode that is mostly a head scratcher. Geordi and friends are exposed to a race that turns them into one of them as a form of reproduction. Not my kink, but okay.

Irumodic Syndrome – “All Good Things”

Like in “Sarek,” watching one of the show’s best actors (arguably the best, but that’s another blogpost) dealing with a debilitating condition makes for a heart-wrenching episode. Why didn’t they give him Irumodic Syndrome canonically in Picard?

Aphasia virus – “Babel”

Our first outbreak in Deep Space Nine had everyone speaking gibberish. You can thank Bajoran bioterrorists for this disease, if you can speak coherently that is. Dog… fellow… distance?

Harvester bioweapons – “Armageddon Game”

O’Brien, as usual, is someone’s pawn in this episode in which he contracts a disease that has been genociding a whole planet. The suffering meme had to begin somewhere!

Zanthi fever – “Fascination”

Sometimes sci-fi plots serve as metaphors for real-world issues that allow us a new perspective on society. And sometimes someone in the writers room just decides horniness is contagious for some reason.

Teplan blight – “The Quickening”

One of the best portrayals of a disease in all of Trek has got to be “The Quickening,” which deals with death with dignity, shows how a dying culture perseveres, and develops Bashir as a character!

Morphogenic virus – Dominion War Arc

Throughout season seven of DS9, we see the Changelings succumbing to a disease that makes them melt more than usual. It’s cruel and humanizing, but also cathartic to watch.

Tuvan Syndrome – “Inter Arma Enim Silent Leges”

Briefly, we dig into some Romulan politics while playing Section 31 games and see that they would throw a senator with Tuvan Syndrome to the wolves if that news got out. Brutal.

Phage – “Phage” et al

The Vidiians are one of the more memorable villainous races in Voyager because they’ve been pushed to the extreme. Their episodes ask “how far would you go to survive?” Pretty damn far.

Levodian flu – “Tattoo”

The comedic subplot of this generally problematic episode gives the EMH a taste of his own medicine. Literally! He whines more in the hours he’s sick than the rest of the crew series wide.

Unnamed disease – “Resolutions”

We don’t learn an awful lot about whatever disease Janeway and Chakotay picked up except that they’re naturally immune on the planet where they contracted it and are subsequently stranded.

Memory virus – “Flashback”

The virus that Tuvok picked up on the Excelsior is a fascinating one because it hides out in the host’s memory. Viruses don’t want to kill you. They want to spread and this one’s methods are ingenious.

Macrovirus – “Macrocosm”

Go big or go home, says the macrovirus from “Macrocosm.” It’s goofy as hell to watch these CGI disasters float around, but worth it to watch them terrorize everyone at the Paxau Resort.

Taresian mutagenic virus – “Favorite Son”

The Taresians are neither the first nor the last race to lure people to them for the purpose of using them to reproduce in some weird, weird way, but they might be the rudest.

Chroniton radiation – “Before and After”

Watching her solve the puzzle of her traveling backwards in time was one of the highlights for the character Kes, and the radiation sickness being the lynchpin of it all made for a neat little mystery.

Species 6339 synthetic pathogen – “Infinite Regress”

When some aliens try to infect the Borg with a pathogen by sabotaging their Cube’s vinculum, Seven gets caught in the crossfire. It gives Jeri Ryan a lot to play with, so that’s always a plus.

Chromovirus – “Critical Care”

This episode is a thought-provoking look at the classism inherent in healthcare systems, and who better than the EMH to expose how broken the machine is and expose some jerkstore to a virus too?

Nehret – “Prophecy”

One last disease strain from Voyager. In this one, a crew of Klingons neglects to tell anyone they’re carrying a Klingon virus. Today isn’t a good day to die, guys! Knock it off!

Akaali disease – “Civilization”

Moving on to Enterprise, where there are a ton more diseases, we start off with a prewarp community getting fucked over by an advanced race. If only there were some kind of directive…

Valakian plague – “Dear Doctor”

Speaking of such directives we could really make use of, we talked about this episode before when Phlox decided not to cure a whole race because of his interpretation of noninterference.

Obsession radiation disease – “Singularity”

Sound the Reed Alert! We saw it a lot during TOS, but Vulcans are often less susceptible to the diseases that ravage the rest of the crew, in this case making them obsessive over niggling details.

Pa'nar Syndrome – “Stigma”

A disease that Vulcans do tend to get is Pa’nar Syndrome in this episode that makes for a fairly intriguing discussion point comparing it to how modern society deals with the AIDS crisis.

Loque’eque mutagenic virus – “Extinction”

Here we have another virus that turns you into a race that is really bad at reproduction! And yet again, the Vulcan predictably doesn’t succumb to the disease because they’re boringly superior at everything.

Interspatial parasites – “Twilight”

In season three, Enterprise thankfully breaks up a string in their Xindi arc to give us one of their best episodes, in which Archer contracts an amnesia virus that I should have brought up in our memory loss blogpost but I need to get checked for parasites.

Silicon-based virus – “Observer Effect”

We’ve brought up this episode on multiple occasions now, ranging from topics like memory loss to character possessions, and it delivers on all fronts, including how to deal with a virus without infecting the whole crew!

Klingon augment virus – “Affliction” and “Divergence”

What doesn’t particularly deliver is the retcon that explains away why the Klingons have smooth foreheads in TOS and craggy foreheads in later series. We didn’t need this, Star Trek.

Rage virus – “Second Contact”

Moving on to the currently running series, the very first taste we get of Lower Decks introduces a rapidly spreading virus that gives its victims a hunger for flesh! Om nom!

Light virus – “Ghosts of Illyria”

Strange New Worlds introduced us to an interesting disease that made everyone addicted to light sources. Unless you’re Una and have a deep dark secret. There is Number One light!

The curse of the Gallows – “All the World’s a Stage”

Spoilers abound! In this ingenious episode of Prodigy, the Enderprizians are afflicted with a dreaded and mythical sickness that turns out to be caused by toxic runoff from a plasma leak. Live logs and proper!

Cygnokemia – Rukiya M’Benga’s arc

Okay, last one we could think of (finally!). Doctor M’Benga was a standout character in the first season of SNW, and it’s his relationship with his terminally ill daughter that really shines and shines.

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We hope you’re feeling better. According to Voyager’s “The Disease,” the greatest disease of all is love, so make sure you’re up to date on your vaccinations by hanging out with us, whom you clearly love if you’ve read this far! Also make sure you’re following along with more of our Voyager watchthrough on SoundCloud, pop in for visiting hours on Facebook and Twitter, and get well soon!

#star trek #star trek podcast #podcast #diseases #viruses #vaccines #the original series #the animated series #the next generation #deep space nine #voyager #enterprise #lower decks #strange new worlds #prodigy

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stvoy-kazon-stan · 3 years ago

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Things in Media that remind me of the Kazon #1

Acamarians (Star Trek)

Specifically the Gathers a group of nomadic Raiders with a history of attacking trade routes and outposts and the Gathers with a clan system similar to Kazon Sects and like the Kazon it's tied to both culture and desperation with mostly non evil intentions

#star trek #kazon #star trek voyager #star trek: voyager #star trek kazon #jabin #Acamarian #TNG #star trek tng #finer points of the kazon

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thegreaterlink · 2 years ago

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Reviewing Star Trek TNG - S3E9 "The Vengeance Factor"

Fun fact: I accidentally completely erased most of this review after refreshing the page and I had to redo it all. So that was fun.

THE PREMISE

After traces of Acamarian blood are found at a looted Federation outpost, Acamarian leader Sovereign Marouk suggests that the looting was done by the gatherers, Acamarian descendants which had turned to piracy to sustain themselves. While Marouk suggests hunting them down, Picard persuades her to find a peaceful solution and end the Gatherers' self-imposed exile.

As negotiations begin between the Acamarians and the Gatherers, Riker finds himself attracted to Marouk's assistant, Yuta, who seems unwilling to open up to him for some reason.

MY REVIEW

The Gatherers are less like the savages Marouk makes them out to be and more closely resemble a post-apocalyptic biker gang, beginning with their attempts to ambush the away team when they beam into the settlement. They value bravado and are unwilling to engage in serious discussion with Marouk.

The band's leader, Brull (played by Joey Aresco) does agree with Marouk's offer and returns to the Enterprise with them to pass it on to the Gatherers' leader. He keeps himself busy on board by picking on Wesley Crusher and just generally being a prick. There is some attempt to make him sympathetic by making him a father of two who wants to make a better life for his family, but after such an atrocious first impression it doesn't really help.

Meanwhile, Riker tries to get to know Yuta better. They bond over her cooking, and that night she comes to see him and more or less comes on to him, but Riker stops her. It's clear that Yuta is more used to being treated as a servant than an actual person.

It's also nice to see Riker emphasising the importance of consent following an episode about a romance which could sometimes feel downright predatory.

Yuta: I don't understand. Don't you want me to give you pleasure?

Riker: Not as a servant. I told you, I prefer equals.

Yuta: Even in the matters of love?

Riker: Especially in the matters of love.

Unfortunately, their nice dynamic is soiled somewhat by the reveal that Yuta is actually sabotaging the negotiations by killing the Gatherers involved to get revenge on them for wiping out her tribe. This has the potential to be a good twist, but it's revealed way too early for my liking and removes any sense of mystery about Yuta's intentions.

Anyway, the Enterprise rendezvous with the Gatherer ship captained by the Gatherers' leader, Chorgan, who looks like a bargain bin Jack Black. Marouk and Brull beam over with Picard acting as a mediator. Negotiations start off rough, but they of course reach a compromise, because we only have about ten minutes left.

Back on the Enterprise, Riker is reading up on the Gatherer-Acamarian conflict and discovers that the only death matching the Gatherer killed by Yuta occurred fifty years prior and within the same clan. He then finds evidence of Yuta at the scene of that previous murder, looking exactly the same age.

Once again, this would've made for a much more impactful reveal if we hadn't seen her kill a guy earlier!

Riker races over to the Gatherer ship and stops Yuta just as she was about to give Chorgan a poisoned drink. Here we get the full explanation that the Gatherers wiped out her clan except for her and four others, so she was genetically altered to slow her aging and hunt down the Gatherers responsible; her position as Marouk's assistant was just a convenient way to get to those remaining, with Chorgan being the only one left.

Even when held at phaser-point, Yuta is still determined to complete her mission. Riker is forced to keep firing upon her with increasing levels of power until she's disintegrated entirely.

Seems a bit harsh, but okay?

The Acamarians and the Gatherers reach an agreement, and the episode ends with the Enterprise headed for a Starbase and Picard advising Riker to take an extended shore leave to emotionally recover from blasting a girl he liked into atoms.

Yeah, these last two episodes have sort of had the same plot. Only I think this one did it better.

Also I made the meme myself. Be proud of me.

7/10 - Better than I expected, but still room for improvement.

#star trek #star trek review #star trek the next generation #the next generation #star trek tng #jean luc picard #captain picard #uss enterprise #will riker #deanna troi #beverly crusher #wesley crusher #geordi la forge #star trek worf #star trek data #negotiations #murder #bad plot twist #recycled plot

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b----4archived · 4 years ago

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🏚- A memory about exploration

The Enterprise-E was not a large ship. Not compared to Starfleet Academy’s campus where he had spent four of his past five years of life. Not compared to the Daystrom Institute where he was born and achieved sentience. The ship was elegant and roomy - a Sovereign-class masterpiece. B had memorized the schematics. He knew every corridor, every room, every Jefferies tube on the ship, but it didn’t prepare him for seeing the ship. Living on the ship.

Every corridor looked nearly identical. As B-4 walked along deck ten aft on his way to Ten Forward, he ran his fingers along the imperfections in the metal framing. The ship was not a new one, not anymore. Far from the sterile air of a new starship, this one had character. Had eighteen years of history on its decks.

When brought aboard only days before, he was given the standard tour. He began in sickbay, shown his station, made aware of the locations of the medical supplies he might need. Then he was shown the research labs. Then every ‘important’ space aboard. Ten Forward. The holodecks. The nursery. The bridge.

At the end of the day he was instructed to go to his quarters. As a lower-ranking officer, he shared his quarters with another ensign - a young engineer named Morag who B-4 knew from the Academy. Her side of the room was decorated - a large Scottish flag hung on the wall. Pictures of family on the dresser. An Acamarian string instrument tucked into the corner. B-4’s bed was plain. His side was devoid of any niceties or sentimental trinkets. It was just a room.

Since he’d been aboard, there had been no time to adventure. No time to explore the space around him, to experience the hallways at least once so he could keep a visual record of the ship. Now he painstakingly paced through the halls, touching everything he could. After two hours, he heard a familiar voice behind him.

“B-4.”

He stopped to turn to his brother. It was 17:05 - Data had just been relieved of duty and had several hours before his return to the bridge for Gamma shift. The two were nearly identical, save the difference in uniform - B-4 in medical blue and Data in command red.

“What are you doing?”

B-4 looked back to the knick in the wall. His fingers were still covering it. He moved them as if to show Data, but received only a confused expression. “I was exploring,” he said.

“I have received five reports of your unethical behavior, Brother,” Data explained. “The crew are concerned about your ‘exploration’.”

B-4 looked back to the scratch in the wall. “I was simply attempting to map out the intricacies of the Enterprise,” he said as he frowned. “Do they think I am behaving inappropriately?” Worry bubbled up in his chest.

“They are not accustomed to such a…” He paused to consider his word choice carefully. “A thorough investigation of the ship. They were under the impression something was wrong.”

“Wrong?”

“With the ship.”

“Oh.”

The two stood across from each other for a moment. B-4 had not considered what impression he was making on his new crewmates, nor had it occurred to him that they would report strange behavior to Data. It made sense, however, seeing as he was the first officer.

“What have you found during your exploration?” Data asked.

I have noted several small flaws in the integrity of the ship’s internal structure, but corridors are largely identical. This observation was...flat. Pointless. “Nothing really,” he said with a shrug. “It’s...a nice ship.”

Data nodded in agreement. “It is a ‘nice ship’. I have heard the Sovereign-class starships are a popular class amongst the more modern varieties. Have you found your room comfortable?”

B-4 thought back to his quarters. “It is different than the academy,” he said.

“That it is,” Data agreed.

“It will take some getting used to.” He frowned and said. “I feel uneasy when I go to my quarters. I have stress. I don’t dislike them, but I’m not happy.”

“You became accustomed to your old space,” Data explained. “You now miss it.”

B hadn’t considered that one could ‘miss’ a place. “That may be true. How do I fix this?”

“You cannot. The feeling will subside when your neural processors have become accustomed to the new space. This will come after some time with developed familiarity.”

B-4 nodded. That made sense to him, but it did not help the negative feeling about his room go away.

“Dr. Crusher tells me you are doing well in sickbay. She is impressed with your work ethic. Very well done.”

“Thank you.” The answer was automatic and lacking in sincerity. Just like Data’s compliments. “I should stop my exploration of the ship now?”

Data offered a sympathetic look. “That would be advisable.”

“Okay.” B tucked his hands behind his back. “I will continue tomorrow.”

Data looked decidedly content. “Perhaps limit your exploration to one hour per day...in an effort to appease those around you.”

They both took a moment to glance at the officers moving around them. No one paid them any mind. The ship was bustling, doors to Ten Forward opening and closing every few seconds, people lost in conversation. B glanced at the scratch in the titanium plating. In an effort to appease those around you. “Okay.”

#about b4 #oooh I liked this one very much thanks!#fasciinating

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serenitystored-a · 4 years ago

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NEW MUSES / STAR TREK: DISCOVERY / OCs

No 1.

gender: female

age: 43

s/o: bisexual

species: Human, Barkonian

Occupation: Commander, archeology & anthropology officer

family: Zhara & Tharria / Tarry Tor

No 2.

gender: female

age: 18-20

s/o: lesbian

species: acamarian

occupation: lieutenant, science officer

family: Siana & Tharria / Tarry Tor

No 3.

gender: non-binary

age: 13-15

s/o: bisexual

species: acamarian

occupation: none / student

family: Siana & Zhara Tor

brief history

at 35, Siana, then a member of a small research vessel’s crew, landed on an abandoned but thriving planet as part of her mission. she was there three days before stumbling across two children, 10 and 5, barely surviving. they were of a race that she, and possibly the federation, didn’t know of. after gaining their trust, Siana manages to get them on a ship.

Though they had intended to leave the children in the care of the Federation, Siana grew attached and adopted them both - they reminded her of herself at that age and she wanted to know they could be helped. loved. the children were named Zhara and Tharria.

after 8 years, everything changed. Siana ended up assigned to Discovery, a new science vessel. and Zhara, a prodigy in her own right, assigned to the Enterprise. Tharria, only young, was expected to stay home with family but after pulling some strings Siana was able to secure them passage on Enterprise with their sister.

That would have been the end of it, if not for the Klingon and the Angel. During the battle at the end of season 2, Zhara and Tharria, determined not to leave their mother behind, sneaks onto Discovery during the chaos and are still on the ship as it crashes 900 years into the future.

#siana / info #zhara / info #tharria / info #so this is long and the backstory is...somehow but lengthy but minimal dfjgdf #but ! they r available for interaction thank u

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hotelmenetekel · 6 years ago

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have been drawing super rarely lately but when i did it was this super self indulgent star trek au for jonas and alex lmao jonas is an acamarian (still not sure abt it tho tbh) engineer and alex is a human-raised betazoid exophyologist :^) they first met on the enterprise and later moved to ds9 lül

#theres lots more info but i dont think anyone cares bfkjlvfsklm #jonas #alex #csaj #oc #doodle #star trek au

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jimintomystery · 5 years ago

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TNG: “The Vengeance Factor”

The Enterprise discovers a Federation outpost has been ransacked by “The Gatherers,” a horde of renegade Acamarians who have rejected their homeworld’s reformation. To end the Gatherer raids, Captain Picard convinces the sovereign of Acamar III to renew efforts toward reunification. Commander Riker grows fond of Sovereign Marouk’s servant, Yuta, but later learns she is using the diplomatic mission to get close enough to the Gatherers leader, Chorgan, to kill him!

There’s something kind of hokey about seeing Picard mediate a summit between Madeleine Albright and Meat Loaf, but I kinda like the Acamarians and the Gatherers. Marouk is one tough lady--it’s the kind of role I could see Kate Mulgrew doing nowadays. You’d expect these biker dorks to be completely dismissive of her, but she exudes a strength that makes it believable that even they know better than to cross her. The Gatherers are ridiculous (“LAAAAND!!? DO WE look like FARMERS to YOU!!?”) but there’s something interesting about space pirates that are thinking about getting out of the space pirate business. This episode is a testament to transformative benefits of diplomacy (and Picard’s diplomatic talent in particular), which gives me a warm fuzzy feeling about social progress.

Yuta is a little confusing because it’s hard to parse out which of her strange behavior is because she’s a royal servant and which is because she’s a 100-year-old bio-engineered assassin. She’s so deferential and submissive that by the time Riker asks if she’s Marouk’s property, the question doesn’t seem out of line. Yuta appears genuinely surprised that Will would want to treat someone else’s domestic worker like an equal, so it seems like a cultural thing. But when pressed for details she starts alluding to her personal mission. By the time she’s upset about the idea of making love as an equal, I can’t tell if she won’t because she’s a servant, or she can’t because of the cellular alterations, or if her assassin work required her to become a servant, which in turn requires her to, uh, be a giver in the sack.

The ending feels a little convenient. The Gatherers spend the whole episode being suspicious of Marouk’s peace offering and Starfleet’s involvement, expecting a trap at every turn. Then Riker barges into the negotiations stunning guards, and Chorgan decides it really is a trap. Then Yuta admits she means to kill Chorgan, and Chorgan acts like she’s got a gun to his head. We know Yuta can kill him with a brief touch, but he doesn’t. So when Riker kills Yuta, I don’t see why Chorgan is so profoundly grateful to him. You’d think he’d suspect the whole incident was staged to earn his trust. Good thing he’s too stupid to be consistently paranoid, I guess.

#star trek #tng #star trek: the next generation #welcome to the 24th century #tng season 3

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usstrekart · 6 years ago

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“The Vengeance Factor” (S03E09, Stardate 43421.9) s a decent RIker story, though with it's problems. On the plus side we get some great Picard/Riker moments and some Riker romance. On the negative side, the Gatherers and The Acamarians are like children. Gut punch at the end, but only a "C+" episode.

#star trek #Star Trek TNG #star trek the next generation #The Next Generation #TNG #the vengeance factor #episode art #episode poster #episode post #blood #handprint

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peekaboo-parker · 7 years ago

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Are You Serious?- Jim Kirk x Reader

Requested By: Anonymous Warnings: I don’t know crap about flirting, so I apologise if the flirting doesn’t feel real in the story. But this was really fun to write! :D Mention of sex- nothing smutty. So this is G or PG.

Masterlist

How many times has it happened? Jee whizz, you couldn’t even count. Who would’ve thought that, you, the clumsy, quiet engineer would be targeted by none other than Captain Kirk. Though you hadn’t really had experience being in a relationship, or even talking to many men in general, you began to realise what the Captain was doing.

The first time he had approached you was still a vivid memory and occasionally while you had worked down in engineering with Scotty the memory would like to flood your mind like an annoyingly catchy song. You were heading toward medbay, the first time. Your hand had been wrapped around a cloth of a sort, trying to stop the bleeding that had been seeping out quite rapidly. It felt like it’d never end and so you sped walked through the halls of the ship.

“Lieutenant L/N,” A familiar voice you had only ever heard over the comm sounded behind you and you spun around with a gasp.

“Oh! Hello, Captain,” You gave him an exasperated nod, before turning around and calling over your shoulder, holding out your bloodied hand, “I’m sorry, I need to go.”

“Hold on a minute, let me take you. A pretty lady like you shouldn’t be wandering around on her own during the night.”

You stopped in your tracks, turning back around to him he was already quite close to you. You had to crane your head in order to see him, he towered over you. A smirk or smile was present on his handsome face, but you didn’t know which one. He looked so good-looking though. You couldn’t believe he was talking to you right now. You weren’t anyone important, but he was and you knew that a lot of other girls on the ship would kill to be in your position right now.

“I’m not sure you know this already, but we’re in space, Captain. It’s basically always night out in space. And also, are you suggesting that I can’t handle myself?” You checked your hand before looking back up into those enchanting baby-blues. It surprised you how confident you were right now. Because you were such a quiet person, you hadn’t really socialised a lot so you just spoke your mind.

“I’m quite aware, Lieutenant,” The smirk/smile on his face only grew when you had given him a narrow eyed look of confusion, “And I’m not suggesting that you can’t handle yourself, but you do look a little wrapped up right now… your hand- I mean.”

To your own surprise a smile made its way onto your own face. You could hear your own heart in your ears, as you felt quite special that the Captain Kirk was offering to take you to medbay. As much as you wanted him to, you didn’t want to burden him so you turned your shoulder, your eyes remaining on his form, “Captain, you’re wasting your time with me. You could be doing something so much more important than taking me to the medbay. I can walk. I have legs.” You lifted one of your legs and raised your eyebrow at him again.

Jim bit his lip, not wanting to let a chuckle escape. He knew that talking to you would be a great idea. You treated him like any other person on the ship and the fact that you were being so straight to the point with him, made him want to get to know you even more. He placed a hand onto your shoulder and began walking, letting you walk beside him, “Leading you to the medbay is important, Lieutenant. Anyway, Spock is on the comm so you don’t need to worry. It’s part of my job to look after my crew, especially my attractive, injured Lieutenants. Specifically the ones named, Y/N L/N.”

The blood pumping muscle in your chest skipped a beat as your name seemed to roll off of his tongue like a song. He was flirting with you, wasn’t he? Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh. You didn’t dare to show him your true feelings so you looked up at him.

In the corner of his eye he noticed you staring straight into his eyes with the most confused look you could ever hold on your face.

“You’ll take me to medbay,” You said with a tiny shake of your head, “No matter what I say to you.”

“Damn straight,” He replied, facing forward, giving your shoulder a nice squeeze.

And just like that he took you to the medbay with no more questions asked. Both of you didn’t even talk the rest of the way there. You didn’t want to. The thoughts in your head were enough to keep you occupied. You even ignored all the looks others were giving you and the Captain while you walked past, his hand never leaving your small shoulder.

When you had gotten to the medbay, before the Captain even let you in he had turned you around to face him. His hands on both your shoulders now, allowing full eye contact. Your heart would’ve exploded at that point, but you were too confuzzled about him speaking to you more than anything. “Now Lieutenant L/N, if Dr McCoy doesn’t do his job properly or hurts you in any way, tell me.”

Your head tilted rather cutely. The Captain wondered whether you knew you were beautiful or not. “Okay, I will. But I’ve had him before and he’s good at what he does.”

Damn, he though, this isn’t going to be easy.

The second time was when you had received a notification on PADD while you were still working down in engineering. You were helping assist Scotty and he had also received a notification. With a bewildered look you read aloud the notification. It turned out to be an invitation to come after your shift to have a drink or two with the Captain and some others, including; Spock, Dr McCoy, Uhura. The other names you didn’t recognise, but knew them to be quite close with the Captain. You hadn’t spoken to the Captain after he had taken you to the medbay so you felt out of place being invited. Fortunately for you, Scotty was given the same invitation so he let you tag along with him. Even Keenser seemed to convince Scotty to let him go with you both.

Once you had entered the room you could hear the content chatter, the soft music in the background and the occasional booming laugh of someone who’d already drunk too much. You were greeted immediately by none other than the Captain.

“I swear it just got hotter in here now that you’re here Lieutenant L/N. Hey Scotty,” The smirk/smile you had remembered being present on his face somehow remained for the entirety of not seeing him. “Mind if I steal her?”

Scotty rolled his eyes and placed his hands on his hips, “Don’t mind at all.” You gave Scotty a small glare, before the Captain had taken your hand and pulled you behind him to an empty seat in front of the bar in the room. The Captain let go of you and motioned to the seat. You eyed it before sitting down. Once you had made yourself comfortable, you leant your arms onto the wooden surface in front of you.

Suddenly, a Jim Kirk slid in front of you behind the booth. He leant onto the wooden surface with his elbow, “So, milady, what can I get you this fine evening?”

Your eyes popped out with disbelief. You knew he had put on a voice, but he called you ‘milady’! It made your heart pound with equal nerves and excitement. Still, you didn’t show the Captain these feelings, “Hmm…” Your eyes drifted over the drinks behind the hunk of a Captain in front of you. You pretty much already knew what you’d take. “I think I’ll take a brandy.”

“Yeah?” He raised a dark-blonde eyebrow at you and you nodded.

“Acamarian brandy.”

He looked into your E/C eyes for longer than you had expected before finally turning around to grab a glass for you. “I thought ladies had manners.”

Your ears perked up at his remark. He came back to you a glass in one hand and bottle of brandy in the other. That bloody smirk/smile was still there! A pout and a frown formed on your face as you watched the Captain pour your drink with grace. His eyes stayed on you the whole time and he didn’t falter the way he poured your drink at all.

The face you had made, he couldn’t take it anymore and finally a laugh had managed to escape from his mouth. The sound was music to your ears and you hadn’t noticed that a blush had eventually made its way onto your cheeks. The glass of the alcohol beverage slid across the table to you. You gave the liquid a good look over before turning your attention back to the man in front of you.

When you had made eye contact, he winked and turned away to put the brandy back. Your eyebrows creased above your nose in thought as you brought the glass to your lips. Was he being serious?

“Enjoying your drink, milady?”

You put the drink down, pursing your lips to take in the taste of the beverage.

The Captain noticed your eyes bore into his own and he was curious as to what you were thinking. You were trying to read him somehow, although his facade didn’t get you anywhere.

“I am enjoying it, sir.” You finally said. He didn’t respond, his eyes were doing all the talking. Darn those beautiful blue eyes. You sighed and took another sip before saying, “Thank you.”

“That’s more like it.”

At that moment, you didn’t really focus too much on his actions, but he couldn’t keep his eyes off of you. Even though you were still in your uniform, you didn’t know how good you looked in it. Jim thought you looked absolutely stunning, and wondered how he had only just met you and not sooner than he should have. There were other women in the room, but they definitely didn’t look as good as you- even if you did have a few scars existing along your knuckles and a small one just under your lip, on your chin.

“Thank you, Captain,” You placed down the glass, now empty. He gave the glass a look before returning his full attention to you. A smile embellished your face. “For inviting me. I’m actually quite flattered. I never thought I’d ever be in here,” You said quietly, pushing a loose strand of your H/C hair behind your ear.

Oh my god, how much cuter could you freaking get?

“It’s all my pleasure,” Jim said calmly, leaning against the wooden surface. This time you could have sworn a genuine smile was on his face and not a smirk/smile.

“But, why did you invite me? I’m not particularly close with anyone here except Scotty. And I didn’t exactly speak with you until the time I was walking to medbay.”

“Well,” Never mind, the smirk/smile was back, “All relationships start somewhere, right?”

You were flabbergasted. He could’ve used the word ‘friendship’, but used the word ‘relationship’ anyway. He knew he left you stunned, so he grabbed your empty glass and turned away from you. It was the second time he had flirted with you. At that time you didn’t really mind too much about the flirting and brushed it off, as you’d always see him with other female personnel, chatting them up. You brushed off the moment as a kind gesture, only wishing for it to happen again, because you actually had a good time. You had finally made friends with Uhura, Sulu, Chekov and even spoke a little with Spock.

Then the third time rolled around. It was only a day after you had been with the Captain and the others in his lounge. You were called to scout around a new planet along with a few other Lieutenants and the Captain. You were relieved to know that Bones was going to be there with you. He had his priorities straight and he was a doctor, so that settled your nerves a little.

You had gone into the transporter room, your equipment all set. With a big exhale you held up the phaser in an I’m-ready stance. The warm, tingly feeling of the transporter wrapped around you, and you closed your eyes sucking in a breath as you hadn’t been transported that often before. As soon as you opened your eyes they widened with curiosity. It felt like such a privilege to be able to walk over undiscovered land and a smile began to form on your lips.

The Captain caught you drifting off. Your smile was so contagious he couldn’t help but form his own.

Your head spun, hearing footsteps crunch against the rocky dirt. Both your eyes met and you gasped. “Sorry, Captain!”

To your surprise he laughed and shook his head, “It’s your first mission, I understand your excitement, L/N. But do stay on task.”

“Of course.” You nodded with a stern face and you began to make your way to your teammates, clutching the phaser close to yourself like your life depended on it.

“Lieutenant,” The Captain grinned down at you walking beside him. His head bobbed, motioning to your weapon, “I bet your phaser’s always set on stunning.”

At first you were taken aback, as you’d never expected him to flirt with you during a mission! The comment was flattering and you felt yourself grow hot, but you couldn’t shake the feeling off that he could just be trying to get into your pants like he does with the other women. “You told me to stay on task, Captain. I suggest that you do too.”

You didn’t mean to sound harsh, but you didn’t want to risk your first relationship being one of ‘friends-with-benefits’ or a ‘one-night-stand’.

After that third time, the Captain wouldn’t spend a day without flirting with you. The action became so much more regular and he’d make up so many excuses just so you could come onto the bridge and see him. You weren’t the only one who had noticed how often you had been called to the Captain’s aid.

Eventually the Captain began to call you Y/N and insisted you’d call him Jim. Now we’re on name basis, you thought to yourself one night. Though you hated to admit it, talking with Jim was really enjoyable and a great way for you to be social for once and come out of your shell. The flirting sometimes got on your nerves, but actually talking and getting to know him was fun. Time flew past faster than you could say Jim Kirk, and a problem began to rise within you.

You were falling head over heels for the man. Those blue orbs, the dark-golden blonde hair, the smirk/smile, the way he made you laugh, the way he made you feel. Still. Was it real from his perspective? Or was this all a joke?

Now here you are, walking with an aura of seriousness, heading toward the bridge. You weren’t called to the bridge, you wanted to go there yourself and confront Jim yourself. Before you even started heading toward the turbolift, you had made sure that you were looking good enough. You redid your hair and touched up a little bit of your makeup and straightened out your uniform, making sure everything was in perfect order.

Out of slight nervousness, you kept patting down the skirt of your red uniform dress while you stood in the turbolift. After a moment that had felt like forever, the doors opened and you quickly took a breath. “Permission to come onto the bridge, Captain.”

You watched as he spun around. He grinned like a child upon seeing your small form walk in. He gave you an exaggerated not, “Permission granted.”

The others on the bridge took small glances at the both you. It was strange for you to come without a Captain’s notice.

“Jim,” You said quietly once you had gotten to him. You knelt down to his level, but made sure your dress wasn’t riding up, “Is it alright if I talk to you? Alone?”

Jim gave you a small frown, his grin wiped off of his face as he replied with an, “Alright, Y/N.” You stepped back with a gulp, as he stood up from the chair and turned to the boy you had made friends with, Chekov. “Chekov, you have the comm.”

The boy turned around and saw the two of you, both with stern gazes. “Aye, Keptin.”

Immediately, Jim took your arm and lead you to the turbolift. Once you had both gotten inside, he reached over you and shut the doors but didn’t press any of the other buttons. He didn’t let go of your arm and instead gave you a squeeze. “What did you want to talk about?”

“Oh. I -um-,” Great. You thought this was going to be a lot easier than what it was now, “I want you to be completely serious right now, Jim.”

“Yeah?” He said, finally letting go of you and bringing his arms to cross over his chest. He leaned in closer to you with a curious look, “I’m serious. Go on.”

You gave a long sigh, before looking down at your hands, who were fiddling with each other. “These past few weeks... hanging out with you and Sulu and Chekov and them, it’s been so much fun.” Your E/C eyes shifted their gaze, looking up into Jim’s baby-blue ones. They held interest and concern, much to your surprise. “It all happened so suddenly and I was just wondering...”

“It’s alright, Y/N.”

“...I was just wondering whether your flirting was all just to get in my pants or an act for wanting something more?”

He chuckled and you widened your eyes with frustration. “Pfft, flirting? When was I flirting?”

A scoff escaped your lips, “Jim, I told you to be serious. Please! It’s been bugging me ever since you took me to the medbay. I just want an honest answer.”

Silence filled the small lift as Jim thought. In anticipation you looked through the small crack of the lift, hoping no one had heard you. Suddenly, without warning, the turbolift started to move. You turned to Jim and he was being serious. He had pressed a button. “Okay Y/N. You got me. The ‘flirting’... I just call it chatter, but anyway-”

Your perfect eyebrow raised and you put your hands onto your hips.

“The ‘flirting’ was for wanting something more,” Jim never imagined he’d be there, telling you his feelings, so he averted his gaze. The tension was killing him, “After I finally talked to you the first time, I wanted to get to know you more and you just. Would. Not. Get. Out of my mind.” He sucked in a breath through his nose and finally turned back to you, “I’ll be honest with you and say that, yes, I’ve had urges and I’ve wanted to do things to you, that I won’t mention right now. But soon, I realised that I didn’t just want your body, I wanted you. As the whole of you.”

He was being deadly serious and you wanted to thank him for being so honest with you. Your eyes didn’t leave his for even a second the whole time you listened to him. “Jim,” It was your turn, “I’ve fallen for you.”

You mentally punched the air with excitement as his smirk/smile was back in check, right on that handsome face of his. “You could’ve just said that you love me.” The turbolift doors opened and Jim took your hand, leading you through the halls. At first you didn’t recognise where you were going, but as you neared the room you knew where he was taking you.

“Well Jim,” You grinned, stepping into the room, “I’ve never been in love with someone before, so I don’t really know how this works.”

“You’ve never been in love?” He questioned, shutting the door and leading you toward the bar, where you had had your second encounter with him.

As Jim pulled out a seat for you like a gentleman, you answered him with a ‘Nope,’ popping the p. You shuffled your bum around, making yourself comfortable, while Jim went around the booth and started grabbing two glasses. Before you had even asked for a drink, he already began pouring. You eyed the liquid, feeling your heart do a little flip inside your chest. “You remembered?”

“Of course I remembered. Acamarian brandy, for the milady.” He gave you a wink, before putting the drink away.

You held up the glass and took a small sip, licking and pursing your lips to take in the whole taste.

“I still can’t believe, you haven’t been in love...” He spun around the brandy in his glass, before adding, “Not even in high school? Did you have crushes at all?”

“Of course I had crushes,” You laughed, taking another sip, “But when I started to talk to you more and more, I realised that I started to feel weird around you. And I actually wanted to see you more and be with you more.”

“Y/N, you don’t know how freaking happy I am right now,” Jim held up his glass to you, his smile, genuine. You could’ve sworn the smile couldn’t fit his face.

You held up your own glass and you grinned, “You don’t know how happy I am either.”

“I love you, Y/N,” He clinked your glasses together, but didn’t lift it up to his lips just yet. Neither did you.

“I love you too, Jim.”

Bonus:

(Listen to this song while reading this bonus. I did my best to match the song along with the writing. So I hope you enjoy!!!)

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Jim brought you to the middle of the room and left you there for a moment. You watched as he began to put on a slow song. Finally picking one, he jogged over to you and you looked up at him. Both of you were smiling like idiots, you couldn’t have felt happier.

“Jim, I don’t know how to dance,” You finally said as he slid his hand under your own, gripping it softly.

With the help of his free hand, he moved your other one so it sat on his shoulder. Jim gave a chuckle as he snaked his arm around your waist to hold you at the small of your back. “Don’t worry, I’m not the best either, but I know the basics.”

“I don’t know the basics,” You pouted.

“Just sway to the music. Here,” He began to step and sway, it was a small movement, but it somehow startled you. He didn’t keep his eyes off of yours and you didn’t dare to break the eye contact. “Earth angel, earth angel, the one I adore...” He began to sing with the music and you laughed. “Love you forever and ever more... I’m just a fool, a fool in love with you.”

After he sang with the music, he began to feel your grip on his hand loosen and your hips swayed, just like he had told you to. He stopped for a second and lifted his arm up, still holding onto the ends of your fingers. With a giggle, you twirled around under him. You looked so beautiful and radiant, he couldn’t keep his eyes off of you for even a moment. He brought you back to him, before twirling you around again. You spun around slowly as to not get too dizzy and you wanted to look at Jim for as long as possible anyway. He slowly gripped your hand again and pulled you gently toward him.

You felt the coolness of the ground underneath you, as both you and Jim had taken off your shoes for comfort. It felt nice to dance in bare feet, especially as they get so sore from working in engineering all day.

Jim’s hand, began to crawl down your waist and decided to rest on your swaying hips. He savoured this moment with you. Because he wasn’t having intercourse with you right now, he wanted to make this moment as special as possible for you and himself. It made him yearn for you even more and he somewhat liked the feeling.

You’d never been in love and you’d never danced. Now you were experiencing both and it made you endure such happiness, your cheeks began to hurt from smiling so much. The room’s light was dimmed, so Jim’s eyes occasionally sparkled or emitted a bit of light, making him even more attractive that he already is.

Jim took a large step, taking you around with him and you let out a small squeak, from surprise at the sudden action. He laughed, watching the way you were amused by your own little slip of a noise. You squeezed his shoulder as a punishment, giving him an exaggerated frown, before letting your hand slide up and down his neck. Your hands were so soft to the touch, that they gave him all sorts of sensations.

As the song began to climax, Jim winked at you, before pulling you even closer to him, a little more forceful than before. Your chests pressed up against each other and you had to bend your neck even more to be able to see him. You felt so safe with him at that moment and it was as if you were the only two people in the whole world. Time seemed to freeze just for the two of you to have such a beautiful, romantic moment.

“I’m just a fool,” He sang.

“A fool in love... with youuuu,” You joined in with him at the end. Both of you laughed, replaying every bit you just had together. Jim leaned down, knocking his head gently with yours. He would’ve kissed you at that moment, but the smiles on your faces could not be replaced.

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