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Part 5 featuring more of the cast finally (Parts: 1, 2, 3, 4)
#ds9#deep space 9#elim garak#exri dax#ds9 sloan#ds9 nog#julian bashir#gul dukat#miles o'brien#listen i just think ezri would not be normal about the ikea sharks
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star trek update time. tuesday we did voy's "night" and ds9's "afterimage."
night (voy):
i REALLY liked this one...a rare w for neelix, whose fear of nothingness is relatable and totally understandable considering he just converted to atheism
it also makes me understand why people hc janeway as bipolar...she's up she's down i kind of get it. not sure if i 10% agree but i do at least get it. deeply enjoyed chakotay's attempts to bring her back into the rest of the ship also
also, chakotay asking tuvok for advice <3 and then later janeway is like chakotay i trust you more than anyone on this ship and you just KNOOOW he is like damn take THAT tuvok! worsties <3
MUTINY AS A TREAT!!!! we can have a little mutiny as a treat.
i love that she was like chakotay i trust you saaaur much and he was like got it i will go behind your back to do mutiny
although, is it really mutiny if they're stoping what is more or less a suicide attempt...no. ALSO, it makes me well up how much they love her. not a single one of them wanted to stay behind on that paradise planet and the last time they almost mutinied it was curing 2.25 resolutions in which she did have to be left behind and like...damn. she's kicking herself for what she did to them but they love and trust her so much. wah. excellent episode
oh and before i forget i loved the aliens in this one also. she was like fuck the prime directive we are in fact taking sides <3
afterimage (ds9):
i miss deanna troi.
it's that bad! it's that dire! at least when deanna was being a therapist on a ship she knew what the FUCK she was doing. exri dax is like hee hee we will figure our problems out together at the same time! we will do it without warning in the middle of your tailor's shop! im a junior counselor i am such a good little girl scout! girl...please
i did really like ezri's scenes with sisko. firstly it's hard to fail when you're acting alongside him (although eddington or whoever did manage) and secondly it's when exri feels the most like "just dax" instead of teehee quirky cute junior counselor wannabe manic pixie dream girl. christ
also, it really riles me that garak is talking about this deeply personal stuff with a STRANGER. even jadzia was nearly a stranger to him - they knew each other but they weren't super close. it was a BIG DEAL when garak even allowed julian to know who his father was, and now with no prompting he's talking about that same father locking him in a closet isaac lahey style in the middle of his shop with zero prompting?? get FUCKED. it was so horribly manufactured. garak should have been working through this shit with JULIAN or at least someone who actually knows him. the betrayal of cardassians is such a juicy bit of acting and character development and we fucking wasted it on this shit!
speaking of julian, i'm also extremely put off by julian/exri...quark/exri actually feels so much more natural and respectful at this point whereas "oh she used to love when you flirted with her julian it would have been you if it wasn't worf" was so fucking excruciating and shoehorned in
finally...the worf stuff is bogus. he has no right to be like this isnt the same lady and then threaten people who talk to her. he also has a right to want nothing to do with her since he's grieving. she doesn't have to like make peace or whatever with him. he's not an obstacle she has to overcome in order to feel like one of the gang~! like she literally could leave :/ too bad she won't.
LIKE THEY DIDN'T HAVE TIME. TO DO A NEW CHARACTER. JUST BE LESS SHITTY TO TERRY FARREL. GOD.
maybe it will get better. i hope it does. but this JUNIOR~ counselor stuff is fucking killing me
TONIGHT: voy's "drone" and ds9's "take me out to the holosuite" - FINALLY. i'm still mad that jadzia never got to play baseball :(
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Fandom: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
Fic #01; prompt: Strangling
Characters: Ezri Dax & Weyoun 6
cw: violence, dissociation
Ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/33471691
@badthingshappenbingo
“How is he?”
The rest of the senior staff turned towards Ezri. They’d been silent the entire time.
Sisko broke the tension. “Who?”
“Weyoun. I mean, they pretty much just turned against everything they’ve ever known and fled to the enemy side, the only thing that allows him to justify it to himself is Odo, and he doesn’t want them around. They must be pretty shaken up.”
“Probably, yes. Why?”
“Well… I’m a counselor. I figured I could talk to him. It’s my job.”
O’brien barged in. “Woah, wait now, I’m not sure that’s such a great idea-”
“They’re right, though. He probably needs it.” Julian interrupted him.
“I just don’t want them to get hurt!”
Sisko raised his palm. “I think they can handle themselves, chief.”
“I just think they deserve a chance.” Ezri tried to keep their voice firm. “Plus, it would also benefit us a great deal if we ensured he’s healthy. But, really, they must be miserable. Just let me help.”
Sisko sighed. “Well then. You may visit him once a day, for an hour. You pick the time. You are to meet with a security officer who will escort you to and from your meetings, during which they’ll wait outside-”
Ezri opened their mouth to contest but Sisko cut them off immediately.
“-and that’s non-negotiable. He’s still under the effect of the toxins from the fake suicide implant, I don’t want to risk it. Dismissed.”
They figured it could’ve been worse, and silently left the room with everyone else.
Weyoun 6 had been taken out of the holding cell and relocated to living quarters as they spoke. He’d only arrived an hour ago and was at first put in a holding cell, but Odo, albeit reluctantly, had vouched for him, on the condition the vorta would be confined to whatever rooms they’d be given for the time being.
All in all, this meant that at 2459 Ezri was on the habitat ring walking away from their quarters and towards Weyoun’s, accompanied by a reluctant security officer. They would have preferred waiting to be rested, but they were only allowed one hour per day, and since it wasn’t midnight yet they could still squeeze in an extra hour. It was a technicality, sure, and Sisko certainly wouldn’t be pleased, but they needed all the time they could get.
At 2512, they were standing in front of the door. They addressed the officer escorting them. “Again, I’m sorry about dragging you here this late, but it’s important. I’ll try to make it up to you.”
She didn’t look pleased but accepted the offer.
2513. Better get started.
Ezri took a deep breath and chimed.
“Who is it?” Weyoun’s voice was slightly shaky.
“My name’s Ezri Dax. I’m a counselor.”
The door opened. Weyoun was precariously sitting at the edge of the window, looking out into space. They spoke without turning their head. “What do you need?”
“I don’t need anything. I’m here to help you.”
Now he turned to look at them, his eyes barely getting them into focus. “Why?”
“Again, I’m a counselor. And I think you could use one.”
“I’m sure there are more useful ways in which you could spend your time.”
“But I chose to come here, so we might as well make the most of it.”
Weyoun remained silent for a bit. “What makes you think this is necessary?”
“Well, I figured things may be tough for you right now. You’re among those you’ve considered your enemies for years, far away from your own kind and the Founders, so I guess-”
The vorta practically hissed. “Don’t you dare speak of them!”
“Alright, we don’t have to talk about anything you don’t want to.”
“Listen, counselor, I’m sure you think you can do something good here, but you don’t know what you’re talking about so don’t pretend you can waltz in and solve everything because of some flimsy licence of yours.”
“That’s not my goal, I’m simply here to talk. It’s up to you how much you want to share.”
“But that’s just another way to put it, isn’t it?” Weyoun stood and started walking towards Ezri. “You make promises of safety, put up a façade to lure me into believing I’m the one with agency here. What for? What do you want from me?”
They were standing dangerously close. Ezri forced themselves not to take a step back, or raise their palms, or do anything that would be read as defensive and invite conflict. “I’d only like to listen to you for a bit to see if we can come up with something. I’m a counselor. It’s my job.”
Weyoun’s voice became a hiss. “I’ve already told you I’m not falling for your lie, either try a new one or tell me truth.”
“It is the truth.”
Wrong answer. His hands jumped to their throat, gripping with unexpected force. Instinctively, they grabbed their wrists.
Shit. Shitshitshit not what I expected.
What did you expect? He should’ve been killed like any other enemy. That was the Joran influence. It had been with them since they’d asked for his help.
This is so not the time for this. Shit.
So far, they had managed to keep the vorta’s hands from choking them, but they were starting to waver.
God, now what?
“They should regain consciousness any second now.”
Ezri could see Julian’s back out the corner of their eye.
“Very well.” Sisko’s voice. He sounded tired.
“The damage was superficial, luckily. Just some bruises. Although I think it may have been due to lack of will rather than ability to harm. Security found him crouched in the corner, completely still and uncommunicative.”
Ezri sat up.
“Ah, lieutenant. How are you feeling?” Sisko was facing them.
Julian turned around, a concerned look on his face.
“I’m fine, really.” They tried to sound calm.
“Ezri, you were strangled until you lost consciousness. Sure, it could’ve been much worse, still, fine is hardly the appropriate term.”
“I do feel fine though.” They took a deep breath, which proved more relieving than they’d ever thought possible. “Where is he?”
“Ezri, I’m not sure you should see him…” Julian looked uncomfortable.
“He’s in a holding cell, isn’t he? I want to see him.”
“Weyoun is yet to be dismissed by Dr. Bashir, lieutenant. It is up to our CMO to decide whether they’re ready for visitors.”
Ezri looked at Sisko, then back at Julian. “Please.”
He sighed. “When he was found, he was completely out of touch with his surroundings. They seem to be slowly getting out of it, though, and I’d prefer to leave them a couple of days to recover before receiving visitors. Since security dropped them off here they’ve only interacted with the strictly necessary medical personnel and I’d rather keep it that way. As a licensed therapist, I’ll allow you in, but I’d rather wait a bit. Pass by later, around 2100. Go to sleep now. You had better be properly rested by then.”
Sisko sighed. “Fine. But this time, you’ll stay in visual range of the security officer and are not to get within two meters of him.”
Ezri almost protested, but figured they weren’t in the position to.
“One hour, lieutenant- computer, what time is it?”
“The time is 2535.”
“-starting tomorrow.”
Ezri got the hint and retired to their quarters. Julian was right, they needed to rest.
“The time is 0600.”
…
“The time is 0600 and ten seconds.”
“Alright, alright! I’m awake.” They begrudgingly pushed the cover away and got up. Turns out, getting strangled didn’t ensure good sleep. Who would’ve thought.
Ezri fueled up on ratkajino and prepared themselves for the day ahead. It didn’t look like it was going to be simple.
Stepping out into the habitat ring corridor, they ran into Odo.
“Hi, Odo.”
He turned. “Lieutenant.”
He resumed his course towards the promenade, Ezri tailing him.
A few moments passed silently. They were struggling to keep up with the pace, but eventually they resolved to speak anyway. “So… have you talked to Weyoun 6 since you two got here?”
“I have not. I thought it best to give him space for the time being.”
“Right. I imagine it might be awkward for you, being around them.”
Odo harrumphed. “That’s one way to put it.” He glanced at them, then went back to focusing on the corridor. “I heard about what happened. I wasn’t there as I was in my regenerative state, but I trust my officers handled the situation appropriately.”
Ezri nodded, even though Odo wasn’t looking at them. “I didn’t see them, but yeah, I think so.” They paused. “Dr. Bashir is taking care of them. He said they’re recovering. They’ll be fine.”
Some more silence before Odo answered. “Thank you, lieutenant.”
“Anytime.”
They spent the rest of their commute in silence. Ezri made it a point to get through the day avoiding -and ignoring- the subtle preoccupied glances, the not so subtle concerned stares, and the straightforward worried questions. They managed, mostly; up until 2030, when they stepped in the infirmary.
Julian was standing by an empty biobed, reading something off a pad. He looked up when he heard their footsteps.
“Oh, hi, Ezri.”
“Hi. I figured I’d come in a bit early.”
“I’m glad. Since we have the time, would you mind if I quickly checked in with you?” He was already lifting a medical tricorder towards them.
Ezri figured it was only fair. He’s the doctor, after all; at the very least, if they got clearance from him, they could dismiss everyone else by reassuring them they’d been checked by the CMO himself.
After scanning their neck and respiratory system thoroughly, he put his tool down. “You’re fine.”
“Why do you sound so disappointed?”
He chuckled. “I’m simply worried about you. I guess I half-hoped to find an excuse not let you do this.”
“I’ll be okay. Now, where are they?”
Julian gestured towards the other side of the infirmary. “Observation.”
The same security officer as the previous night, one ensign McKenzie, was standing by the door.
They awkwardly waved at her. “Sorry about, uhm… everything.”
She shrugged. “Just doing my job. I intend to take you up on your offer, though, so don’t die, okay?”
Ezri smiled. “Okay. Thanks.”
And in they went.
Weyoun was standing near the wall opposite, his hands joined on his back, looking at the posters on the wall about the bajoran muscular system as if it was a scenery.
“Are you feeling alright?”
They turned to look at them. “Yes. I must apologize for my current state.”
“I can’t imagine having spent multiple lifetimes seeing us as your enemy makes this easy or you. You held back though, didn’t you?”
“I… did. And, counselor, I appreciate the effort, but I don’t think you can quite, imagine what that’s like.”
“I think I can though.”
He tilted his head to the side, a question in their eyes.
“You see, I am trill. Although I, Ezri, look- and, in a way, am- twenty two, the Dax symbiont I’m joined with is over three hundred years old. Which, I guess, makes me three hundred. I have memories from seven other lifetimes, and although I didn’t spend all of them leading a war against people I later asked asylum from, I can use my imagination and say, it must be hard.”
Weyoun mulled it over for a bit. “Trill, you say…”
“Yeah. That’s the name of my species. Point is, I kind of get what you mean. And I’m here to help.”
He lightly shook his head. “I don’t wanna risk another�� accident. For the time being, I’d prefer thinking things over by myself. However, I’d be glad to keep seeing you. If I am to stay on the station, I’ll need to get acquainted with its people, and I believe having you ease me into it would be good for me. That is, if you wish to.”
They considered it. “Well, sounds good to me. You sure could use some friends. I guess you can consider me one, now. And, in case no one’s told you…”
They fixed their posture, assuming the most formal stance they could muster.
“...welcome to Deep Space Nine.”
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I had no idea there was a 30DaysofDS9 challenge in honor of the doc! So for the first day, the best worm in the whole universe, my beloved Dax 💙I love both of them so much!!
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Episode 170 Countdown / Zero Hour / The Emperor's New Cloak. We Begin Star Trek Enterprise as we continue onwards on Deep Space Nine with the final Mirror Universe Episode which was a bit of a let down. On Enterprise We finish the Xindi Arc with the nick-of-time explosive finale episodes. Countdown Ratings: Bob 8, Eric 7.25. Zero Hour Ratings: Bob 7.5, Eric 7.25. The Emperor's New Cloak Ratings: Bob 4.5 Eric 5.
Question: What are your fav Season 3 Enterprise episodes?
Where do the gold slips go when Ferengi bribe their god idol?
Eric's Top 5 Season 3 Enterprise Episodes:
1. Twilight
2. Similitude
3. Proving Ground
4. Stratagem
5. The Council
Bob's Top 5 Season 3 Enterprise Episodes:
1. Twilight
2. Proving Ground
3. Stratagem
4. Countdown
5. The Xindi
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