#klingon cardassian alliance

[cdr2002]

Mirror universe headcanon:

Intendant Kira actually hates Gul Dukat too. Kira probably hates Gul Dukat in every universe.

He’s tried to maneuver for a greater Alliance presence on Bajor for years, and Kira has spent the majority of her career making sure that doesn’t happen, reducing Cardassian troops to being limited to Terok Nor, Klingons restricted to only planetside military instillations, appointing Bajorans to planetside administrative positions, including as slave overseers…

She knows what an occupation looks like and that that’s exactly what Dukat is planning. And she is not having it.

Bajor may come second to her ego, but it’s still a high priority.

Her protecting Bajor from being fully bled dry by the Alliance might actually be one of the reasons Garak was always trying to kill her…

And of course, it’s one of the ways she and our Kira have more in common than we think…

[fauvester]

postwar cardassia :: postwar germany, after a few years of abject disaster they hit an economic miracle based on tech innovation and end up with a striking half rubble/half high rise postapocalyptic thing. ally with romulas and the klingons. get a very mod fashion reboot. i want romulan bobs to be the newest thing on cardassia prime

[cantsayidont]

The original "Mirror, Mirror" episode of TOS is revealing for what it says about the priorities of the Federation and Starfleet, but the return to the Mirror Universe in STAR TREK: DEEP SPACE NINE, ENTERPRISE, and DISCOVERY is mostly indicative of the intense hypocrisy (and acute moral failings) of modern STAR TREK writers in addressing the conceptual structures in which the franchise operates.

DEEP SPACE NINE's Mirror Universe episodes are predicated on the idea that mirror-Spock did eventually succeed in reforming the Terran Empire, but it produced a worse result: The Alpha Quadrant was conquered and the former worlds of the Empire enslaved by the Klingon-Cardassian Alliance. The writers of DS9 have been explicit about how they intended this to be interpreted: According to Michael Piller, who is the credited co-writer of the script, in Ira Steven Behr's words, mirror-Spock "actually screwed things up" by bringing about "a much more gentle empire that was conquered and taken over by the Klingons, the Cardassians and others." (This is per Captains' Logs Supplemental: The Unauthorized Guide to the New Trek Voyages, as quoted in the Memory Alpha page for "Crossover.")

The idea of showing that the TOS characters were not infallible or always correct is by no means unreasonable; it's certainly true that throughout TOS, Kirk often attempts to enact dramatic, sweeping changes in other societies based on snap judgments, and it's fair to suppose that some of those decisions didn't turn out well (which is something the DC STAR TREK comic examined at several points). However, it's revealing, and dismaying, that the one DS9 chose to pursue is "Mirror, Mirror" rather than, for example, "A Taste of Armageddon," "The Apple," or "Return of the Archons." After all, what could be more emblematic of the liberal values of STAR TREK than the Kissingerian argument that fascism is justifiable where the alternative is disorder and instability? I don't hyperbolize when I say that this is the most morally indefensible position presented in DS9, although it's also sadly consistent with the franchise's political position overall.

To make matters worse, Robert Hewitt Wolfe, who contributed to the script, later asserted (in the Deep Space Nine Companion):

Empires aren't usually brutal unless there's a reason. There are usually external or internal pressures that cause them to be that way. So I just thought that if the parallel Earth was that brutal, there had to be a reason. And the reason was that the barbarians (the Klingons and the Cardassians) were at the gate.

This statement is so abhorrent I don't even know where to begin, and it makes an argument much darker than anything in "Mirror, Mirror," whose depiction of the Terran Empire is singularly horrifying, leavened only by the campy cartoonishness of its presentation.

The storyline of the ENTERPRISE Mirror Universe episodes, the two-part "In a Mirror, Darkly," is clearly shaped by Doylist (real-world) priorities — specifically, to nostalgically revisit the aesthetic of TOS — and the admittedly amusing spectacle of the regular cast playing comically evil variations of their Pollyanna-ish characters. It mercifully doesn't take Wolfe's bait about the rationale for the Empire, instead indicating that the divergence between the Prime and Mirror Universes dates back to before the events of FIRST CONTACT. However, "In a Mirror, Darkly, Part II" ends up strongly implying that the main reason the Terran Empire of Kirk's time is so similar to the Prime Universe Starfleet is that the Empire has captured (and presumably eventually reverse-engineered) a time- and dimension-displaced 23rd century Starfleet vessel, the doomed Defiant from the TOS episode "The Tholian Web." DISCOVERY muddies the waters on this point, but the ENTERPRISE episodes tend to undermine the idea that the Terran Empire is simply a different version of the Federation, instead implying that its technology and knowledge is stolen from its future "good" counterpart.

Then we have DISCOVERY's Mirror Universe episodes. Hoo boy. DISCOVERY acknowledges the ENTERPRISE storyline without really answering the questions it raises beyond indicating that knowledge of the captured Prime Universe ship is a closely guarded secret ("Vaulting Ambition"). However, DISCOVERY makes a series of extremely troubling attempts to argue that the moral failings of the Mirror Universe reflect differences in the structure of that universe (for instance, the utterly absurd assertion that the Mirror Universe is literally darker than the Prime Universe, rendering Terrans unusually photosensitive) and even the biology of its inhabitants. "Die Trying" indicates that by the 32nd century, Starfleet believes that "a chimeric strain on the subatomic level in the Terran stem cell" gives Terrans a biological inclination toward duplicity. Yikes! This is a ghastly eugenicist argument, if anything even more repellent than Wolfe's apologia for tyranny: Some people are just biologically predisposed to be evil! Thanks, I hate it!

Again, this is much worse, and much more facile, than "Mirror, Mirror." In "Mirror, Mirror," the Mirror Universe and its brutal Terran Empire serve as essentially a moral bellwether for the Federation and the familiar STAR TREK characters. Its condemnation of fascism is not deep ("the illogic of waste"), but perhaps the most valuable point it makes is that the (relative) goodness of the Federation and Starfleet is not a state of being, but rather the product of an ongoing series of moral choices. This is the other part of Kirk's argument to mirror-Spock: When mirror-Spock remarks, "One man cannot summon the future," Kirk immediately retorts, "But one man can change the present."

DISCOVERY takes the opposite position: The evils of the Mirror Universe are intrinsic and immutable, and its resemblance to the Prime Universe is largely a coincidence that is rapidly diminishing ("Terra Firma" indicates that the universes have diverged so greatly after the DS9 era that crossover will eventually become impossible). Its principal ethical or moral relevance to the Prime Universe is simply to be an obstacle and an affirmation of the Prime Universe's utopian goodness rather than an examination, even a flawed one, of it might actually mean.

[tinderbox210]

STAR TREK: STRANGE NEW WORLDS x STAR TREK: DISCOVERY - Mirrorverse Crossover AU (La’an x Spock AU)

Light of hope shines through even the darkest of nights

After High Chancellor Spock is killed for trying to make reforms, leaving the Terran Empire vulnerable to the rising aggressive forces of the Klingon-Cardassian Alliance, La'an Noonien-Singh seeks refuge on the ISS Enterprise under the false identity of Doctor Carmen Cho.

With the help of an unlikely ally, the Kelpien rebel leader Saru, La'an and the crew of the Enterprise start a mutiny, bringing the ship under their control in hope to find a way to flee their barbaric universe while the war against the Alliance spreads across the crumbling ruins of the Terran Empire.

Carrying Spock's offspring and the remains of his katra, La'an must face the dangerous path to cross universes into an unknown future in order to save her child and what is left of the man she loved.

(based on this idea)

[star-trek-fandom-confessions]

Confession #132

"Mirror universe had a Klingon-Cardassian alliance so I think a Klingon-Cardassian arranged marriage fic would be fun to read."

[grayrazor]

I really don't like the recurring idea that if the Federation and Klingons go to war, the Klingons run roughshod over the Federation and can only be defeated by a deus ex machina.

It feels very conservative, very Red Dawn or Edward Gibbon's Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire, that a liberal bureaucratic state is weak and womanly, and will be inevitably dominated by a strong manly warrior race.

If anything, it'd be more reflective of what we know now about WWII, the Cold War, and after, if Klingon aggression is mostly a bluff.

They know the Federation massively outclasses them in terms of population and industry, and are ruining their own economy dumping everything into the military in the hopes that the Federation doesn't realize it too.

"The Federation says they're all about peaceful coexistence, but what if they're lying? How would we survive?"

Section 31 was created to explain how how such a pacifist organization as the Federation could survive with hostile empires on all sides. I think it’d be better if it was really just because the UFP is such a diverse alliance, it inherently has more population and industry than the many single-race empires.

If on a full wartime footing, the Federation should probably win simultaneous wars against the Klingons, Romulans, and Cardassians even if just by burying them in starships and soldiers.

I give Discovery a lot of crap for this, but much as I love DS9 they were really bad about buying into the whole "hard men making hard decisions win wars" idea, both in terms of portraying the Federation as needing the occasional war crime to survive, and in terms of the Terran Empire being overrun by the barbarians after they became more progressive.

[whirligig-girl]

Question: Describe your OCs mirror universe counterpart?

(Mirror Guz, playing an electric accordion.) Hey listen. I'm an engineer. That means I solve problems. Not problems like "what is beauty?" because that would fall within the purview of your conundrums of philosophy. [phaser shots] / [photon torpedoes blasting] I solve practical problems. [horrible raygun sound effects, voices of a human screaming.] For instance: "How am I gonna stop some big mean terran communist from melting me a structurally superfluous new behind?" [electric arc zapping sound, mellanoid resistance fighter gurgling their last breath.] The answer: "use a gun." [clunking sounds of gun reloading; thunder claps; disruptor blasts. A vulcan vaporizes.] And if that doesn't work? Heh. [Subspace field coils energizing. A beam of green light outshines everything else in the view. Within seconds, the planet below is completely destroyed.] Use more gun. >:)

mirror Slamtha and mirror Guz were best friends growing up in the aftermath of the Zaldan-Mellanoid war, a conflict which only ended because the Zaldans were themselves finally conquered by the KCA. Guz and Slamtha were both going to join the United Mellanus Military--Guz would join the engineering corps as a weapons designer; having played too much with leftover explosives as a child for her own good had given her a military scholarship, and Slamtha would be a soldier. When the Mellanoids had reverse-engineered captured Zaldan starships and built their own warp drives, all that did was alert the KCA to their existence. The Klingon-Cardassian Alliance came to subjugate Mellanus. Guz betrayed her people and defected--how else was she to put her talents in the art of weapon design to good use? Slamtha stayed loyal and fought in the resistance. But one day, she was going to find Guz and make her pay.

[cdr2002]

I gushed about the DS9 mirror universe in a previous post and how I feel the setting is more fluid than stories centered on the dominance of the Terran Empire, but I really do love the way it handles inverting and “mirroring” characters and concepts

“The names are the same, but the players are in different places” I think Prime Kira put it

The Federation and the mirror Cardassian Union are direct parallels. Both powers enjoy beneficial alliances with the Klingons and Bajor, and a severe dominance over Alpha Quadrant politics. The Alliance is on a larger scale essentially the mirror Federation of this era. Kira at the beginning of the series worried that the Federation would be just like the Cardassians. Oh the irony.

The TNG era is generally considered to be the Federation at its height, before the losses suffered at the hands of the Borg and the Dominion, at least. Meanwhile in the mirror universe, the Terrans, vulcans, and others are at their absolute lowest. They are in essentially the same position that the Bajorans were under the Cardassian occupation. And the Bajorans are, at least in part, among their oppressors.

Kira’s nemesis is Gul Dukat. The Intendant has Gul Dukat’s old job, and behaves similarly to him in many ways. Both Kiras are fundamentally the same person enough to understand each other, but in the ways that they differ are all traits that Intendant shares with Dukat. Kira is second in command of the station, under Sisko’s command. The Intendant commands the station, and Sisko works for her. The reversal of their egos is the most obvious, and the component Nana Visitor herself has commented on.

Prime Garak is an exile. Mirror Garak is still trapped in Cardassian military service, and seems miserable with it, much the way I imagine Prime Garak would have found himself eventually.

O’Brien has a loving family. Smiley has nothing. This very fact helps to inspire him to become a revolutionary. O’Brien knows what he lives for. Smiley has to find it.

Both Siskos “lost” Jennifer. One to the Borg, one or his own hubris.

Prime Bashir is a genius and a savant. Mirror Bashir is kind of a thug.

Prime Quark is arrogant and swaggering. Mirror Quark is timid and quiet, but also more outwardly kind. Too outwardly perhaps, considering he got caught, but we can’t fault him for doing the right thing.

Prime Worf was raised by humans. Regent Worf is all Klingon. If he knew the Rozhenkos, they were probably house servants or something. He was intentionally written to be like Gowron.

Similarly, Mirror Nog is very Quark-like.

The situation that the Rebellion finds itself in forces them to operate and conduct themselves VERY similarly to the Maquis, ironic considering how many of our Starfleet characters have mirror selves who are members of this Rebellion, and who in the prime universe, have opposed the Maquis. Sisko being the most prominent example. They even use more or less the same vehicles and weapons as the Maquis, and I think there are a few shared background actors between both groups, potentially the prime and mirror versions of the same peoples.

Similarly, Tuvok is a spy for Starfleet within the Maquis in the prime universe. He is genuinely 100% a rebel in the mirror universe. Both Tuvoks also have the same outfit in their wardrobe.

Prime Rom is relatively timid. Mirror Rom is fairly aggressive.

Ezri received the Dax symbiont in the prime universe. This never happened in the mirror universe, and the episode makes sure to emphasize this. She’s also tough, guarded, sassy, and aggressive where Prime Ezri is somewhat meek, fairly open, friendly, and usually cordial but does say what’s on her mind, bringing a similarity between her and her mirror counterpart. Mirror Ezri ultimately choosing to become a member of the rebellion could also be argued as a similarity.

Mirror Jadzia is unfortunately quite underdeveloped and boils down to mostly sleeping with people Prime Jadzia ordinarily doesn’t. But there is an interesting note to Mirror Jadzia seeming to be a more frivolous and carefree person (or at least fronting as such), while Prime Jadzia is a relatively more serious person, and while both engage in casual sex, Prime Jadzia is a lot more considered when it comes to starting long term relationships than her counterpart, who doesn’t see Bashir’s immaturity as an obstacle to his compatibility as a partner.

The mirror Klingons and Cardassians find success and dominance in aligning. In the prime universe they go to war, to their mutual detriment.

DS9 ends with the prime universe Cardassian Union brought low and made to suffer a form of ironic penance for their past sins at the hands of a greater fascist power than themselves, much like the fall of the Terran Empire. But where the Empire was conquered by the Alliance, Cardassia is brought back to its feet by the Federation.

I don’t know precisely how intentional any of this was but I found it fascinating.

Oh and Mirror Bariel has a personality.

[star-trek-pop-quiz]

Star Trek POP-QUIZ #8

( 25 / 11 / 2023 )

Question 1. Where was Tasha Yar born? a. Adarak Prime b. Turkana IV c. Tarsus II d. Vendikar

Question 2. At what age do Betazoids develop telepathy? a. Generally as toddlers. b. Generally in early adolescence. c. Generally during late adolescence or early adulthood. d. None of the Above, they are born with it.

Bonus Question: Which species can they not read the read the mind of?

Question 3. What is Dr Mccoy's middle name? a. Hubert b. Hester c. Horatio d. Howell

Question 4. TRUE OR FALSE Riker was supposed to be replaced by his doppelganger in the original script of Second Chances ( S6, E24 ).

Bonus Question: What was the name of his doppelganger?

Question 5. When was the Terran Empire dissolved? a. 2267 b. 2361 c. 2189 d. 2293

Bonus Question: What replaced it?

Score: __ /5 + 3 bonus

Question 1. b. Turkana IV

Question 2. b. Generally in early adolescence.

+ Ferengis.

Question 3. c. Horatio

Question 4. TRUE

+ Thomas Riker

Question 5. d. 2293

+ The Terran Republic, however this was quickly overthrown by the Klingon-Cardassian alliance in 2295

[fauvester]

iskra's job in starfleet (she's not IN starfleet she's a quasi-independent governmental agent) is to represent the interests of the Alliance of Non-Federated Powers (Klingons, Romulans, Cardassians, grab bag of other alpha quadrant planets that want to counterbalance the federation [betazoid seperatists???]) since after the dominion war the Federation and the non-Federation planets had a lot more bureaucratic involvement with each other, and someone has to be an expert in negotiating between them. And if the Federation is going to use non-Federation tech, resources and manpower, then they at least want some representation in the crew outside of the occasional defector who joins the fleet!

Iskra's role is to know Klingon, Romulan, Cardassian and Federation law backward and forward, to promote and promulgate their cultures, language and values, and jump off the starship and yell DIBS! every time they land on a new, uncontacted planet.

mostly this means that she lounges around, gathering gossip, reading enigma tales and causing minor drama, and then occasionally whipping out the Ultra Magnus 'actually you can't colonize this sector if subsection 7 codicil A.II criteria of your people's constitution from 400 years ago isn't fulfilledddd sowwyyyy'

[wcrpbubble]

mirror verses for the trek ladies on this blog:

beverly's mirror verse is a combination of several sources (novels, STO, etc) but she first serves on board of the iss enterprise as chief medical officer. wesley is the result of an affair with pirate jack crusher who was killed shortly after wesley's birth. unlike the events in STO, beverly ends up ascending as emperor of the terran empire instead of wesley - or ends up as president of the imperial federation, depending on the verse.

deanna is part of the iss enterprise crew under picard, but she doesn't respect him - instead, she conspires frequently with riker to dispatch picard in any number of ways. she is security chief on the enterprise therefore third in command, though she keeps her betazed powers hidden because the terrans at this point have wiped out most of her kind. she will kill you and it will hurt the entire time you're dying.

janeway is a rebel leader against the klingon-cardassian alliance with her ship, voyager. when voyager is flung into the delta quadrant, instead of trying to get home she and the crew instead set to use their superior technology to rob/steal/plunder those of the lesser in the quadrant; she's the self proclaimed pirate queen of the delta quadrant. and maybe eventually a borg queen, who knows?

seven's depends on the verse - in one instance, she is entirely human and serving on board voyager. in another instance, she is the independent entity of the borg queen and enacts her will as ordered. (i'm still figuring this one out since she's a relatively new muse).

[etymologyofmind]

A Toe Upon the Foothold

"Once upon a time, there was a temple in the sky, whose doors opened up to pilgrims who reached for the stars beyond. Like magic, on a scale inconceivable to a worldbound penitent, it gawped wide to welcome travelers, though for a long, dark age, it saw no visitors and made its will ‘known’ through enigmatic blessings in the form of visionary orbs of light.

Then came the Emmissary, who led the children of Bajor to the steps of their temple, and who stood at its gates making demands of the pilgrims: righteous and loud, calling out for justice and equity and diplomacy, for bitter enemies to set aside their tools and weapons and forge peace in the eyes of the Prophets. His message met with mixed results, and his cathedral became a place of itinerant worship, where traders crossed the galaxy through the glittering halls of the Wormhole to mingle with atheists, agnostics, angels, and demons all.

On the Bajoran side, Deep Space Nine guarded the temple gates from exploitation by all comers, and had withstood a cataclysmic war despite its crude origins, and being nestled so close to the badlands where the Prophets coveted their once quiet retreat. It was the best known step of the temple, and for a long time, it was the only encampment on the path.

At the other end of this miracle, however, other pilgrims began to gather when the tide of war ebbed away. Apostates and apostles, outcasts and the forlorn banded together and forged alliances, tenuous but adamant agreements and pacts which allowed their staggered unity to stand up well enough to garner respect from the empires across the sea of stars: though the Federation, the Klingons, the Romulans, and the Cardassians often travelled through with their allies, they were forces who had to stay and lick their wounds after their war with the Dominion, who themselves had retreated into safer space. The barrens around the Gamma Quadrant temple gate were swarming with opportunists, but thinly habitable and sparsely populated, so it was given over to those with no better option to stake their claims and set up a Foothold on the steps beyond…"

--The Fable of the Foothold, subspace drama broadcast by Vedek Durael on the Gamma side of the Wormhole

In the moments before the end of their journey through the Wormhole, the crew of the Vellouwyn gathered at every port and viewscreen aboard, looking out into the inscrutable flow of power which carried them across the stars, mulling their thoughts in silence, or engaging in whatever banter comforted them as they slid through its mysteries. When the brightness broke, clapping almost physically into a state of reality as the dark firmament of space and its blanket of strange stars collapsed into the void where light had swirled moments before, many of the crew took in the far side of the Wormhole for the first time. To them, everything was new, and every question imaginable leapt up to fill wondering minds. To the rest, who had made this journey before during the war, or even on other business, the real surprise was that they were not alone.

Tens and hundreds of thousands of kilometers away from the aperture of the Wormhole, the threshold of power which bid open the Temple Gates when crossed, an amalgam of structures had begun to form in the past several years since the end of the war. Any number of small ships the naked eye could not perceive buzzed like drones between the clusters of larger structures which had begun to form in a constellation around the mouth of the Wormhole. Everything from ramshackle rafts and derelict, lashed-together mounds of metal, to a fantastic sprawling array of interlocking pods that formed a honeycomb mesh of integrated systems which looked paper thin at this distance, drifted in a slowly rotating orbit around some agreed upon point in space somewhere in the middle, marked by a buoy which flashed an invisible subspace beacon to all who ‘docked’ here.

The buoy was mounted on a space station the likes of which had not been seen in over a century in the Beta quadrant: a Suliban Helix, although of a configuration new to most records. It served as a traffic control station for the settlements here, as well as a number of functions of government for those who gathered here, and where Helices of old were brutalist, unsubtle, graceless things, this station had been formed with an artists touch, of interlocking ships which gleamed with reflected light and glowed with sleek running lights. It swept back away from the Wormhole in a corkscrew pattern, trailing branches which bowed out before tapering back in like a spindle.

Interlinked within the cage of the Helix’s far end, habitats honeycombed the space between to form a thriving district of commerce and governance which drew in visitors who had cleared the strict security of the bulbous docking ring. The Inner Helix was foot traffic only, as overlapping layers of encrypted shielding and matter stream suppressors meant that only those graced with an authorization band could transport out of the Helix, and then only to one of the warp-point rail systems at the tail end of the station, where escape pods for high officials could be launched at low warp on outbound trajectories. Otherwise, the only access to the governance center of the Foothold was by strictly managed docking of approved vessels, and entering through customs: the local government did not trust one another, let alone their innumerable detractors out in the galaxy at large, and so took no chances, and bore no shortcuts. All the same, once aboard the station, the atmosphere was pleasant to point of opulence, rich with representations art, culture, history, and law, and featuring an expansive banded-biome habitat menagerie which showcased an array of pleasant plants and animals carefully selected from a plethora of worlds for their benign willingness to pleasantly share space.

While there were living quarters on the Helix, they were carefully concealed from the assaying eyes of the outward observer. Exactly where they were within the compounded cells of meeting rooms, communications salons, cafes, bars, security checkpoints, and milieus which composed the body of the gate checked community of ‘permanent’ residents, the privileged few who were not expected to commute in to work, was a hard kept secret, and it was speculated among many that the inner cells of the hive could be reconfigured like turbolifts, using complex docking algorithms to shuffle entire internal arrangements at need. An attacker could no more pinpoint the sleeping quarters of a council member than they could pick out the kitchens of one of the popular dinettes, making it exceedingly difficult to strategically compromise station security. In the short few years it had been in operation, it had become the envy and the frustration of many on either side of the Wormhole, and served as a monument to the evolution and ingenuity of the once ascendant, now nearly extinct Suliban race.

As coms crackled into existence when the wormhole’s aperture collapsed, clearing subspace of its interference, Ensign Toru Sato took stock of the array of inbound signals, reading off the system’s interpretations of most based on their carrier identifiers, and taking a moment to listen in or view some of the others. Tapping a ready light on his console, he waited for acknowledgement by the captain, who politely requested his report. “Mostly advertisements, sir, and relay traffic for flight control. There are a number of unencrypted personal lines, very little of apparent interest from what I dropped in on, and there seem to be a few low band radio stations broadcasting music, or something like it. We have a welcome line from the Helix, inviting us to prepare a docking boat to board and register, although regs say that’s just a courtesy for Federation ships, so I don’t suspect they really mean for us to acknowledge them.” He offered, dismissively, earning a dubious, scrutinizing look from Durok which put him ill at ease. He swallowed, uncertain of himself suddenly, and finished his report with a tentative: “Sir?”

Durok rolled his eyes slightly, showing mild disappointment in the young ensign. “Mister Sato, we are in our neighbor’s yard, and they have courteously offered us hospitality. I am not sure what you see when you look out there, but this is not our space, and whether we acknowledge the veracity of their claim to it is irrelevant, being as, as they once used to say, possession is nine tenths of the law.”

One or two of the other bridge crew shifted at the admonishment, uncertain as to what to make of it. Some had different culture than what seemed most common for the simian humanoid races of the ‘southern’ galaxy, but the conn officer was already tapping a set of preparatory commands into her console. Durok let her tap away until she finished before speaking to the back of her head, causing her Caitian tail to twitch: “Course of action, ensign Rhee?” he bid with a wry tone of humour in his voice, resting his cheek against his fist and letting his elbow deactivate the status panel on the armrest. If she’d been able to, she’d have blushed, but to her credit she didn’t flatten her ears.

“Sir, orders standing by for shuttlebay to receive an away team. I’ve plotted a course set from our current trajectory both to set the Vellouwyn into a sympathetic orbit lane in alignment with other ships on stand by from local sensors, so that we can be out of the flow of traffic, as well as for our shuttle to reach the docking staging area of the Helix depending on its point of departure. Sir.” Her report meeting with silence, Bhutan Rhee sat rigid for a long moment, before deigning to turn slightly in her seat in order to look askance at the captain, who merely smiled charismatic warmth in her general direction, waving his dark nails for her to proceed. She wheeled back to her console, sweeping a palm across the panel to issue the slated orders, and linked her instruction set in to a work order shared across the room to the first officer’s post at the command station. Moments later, the Nova-II class science vessel veered from its idle coast into the system, making way at the locally regulated tenth impulse to meander over into a waiting parking lane.

“Commander Thomas, please assemble a diplomatic party to accompany aboard the Helix. I would like an anthropologist, one of the procurement group, and our infrastructural engineer to accompany me, please; I expect there will be much to see aboard this station worthy of future discussion.” The commander paused a breath, considering the request, her ice-blue eyes fading momentarily as she mentally surveyed the crew roster she had not yet had time to completely familiarize herself with, before nodding curtly.

“Sir. Aye sir. Will you want anyone in particular for security detail?” she asked, understandably naïve of the nature of the crew all around her. It was not yet well known who and why captain Durok had chosen for this mission, but given the chance to learn, the redundancy of the question would eventually come to light. Durok simply smiled at this, satisfied at the surprises which awaited his newly cobbled family-to-be, and uncrossed his leg to stand up from the chair. “No, I think not Commander. Wouldn’t do to overwhelm our poor hosts on our first visit after all. We four will be more than sufficient. While we’re gone, though, if you’d be so kind as to unseal the dossier on our mission’s special assignment parameters, and start familiarizing the crew with our uniform codes and special equipment outfitting policies, it would be best for the inevitable array of questions I’ll have to answer when I get back.”

As he passed by Thomas’ station on the way to the dorsal corridor at the aft of the bridge, he laid a hand firmly on her shoulder, full of confident familiarity. “Care for this ship, Commander. I leave her to your watch.”

The bridge crew watched him leave with a mixture of puzzled, uncomfortable, and pointedly indifferent expressions, each interpreting his odd presence with the same mixture of discomfort and interest. This was not a Starfleet captain to whom they had been given over to command, and he didn’t behave at all like they’d come to expect from their XOs on previous assignments. Most on the Vellouwyn were young, from a generation which hadn’t seen the wild diplomacy of the Enterprise expansion of Federation borders first hand, and for them this was an assignment to the frontiers of a galaxy which had offered an unprecedented passage to a strange new adventure. Even the older or more experienced among them weren’t hardened veterans: this was, after all, a science ship, and the crew had been chosen for their curiosity as well as their adaptability.

What would become apparent as Commander Paine Thomas pulled up and used her command codes to unseal their special orders dossier, beginning to pick her way through its provisions as her brow furrowed deeper in baffled, quizzical wonder, was that the crew had been hand picked for more than just their scientific worth and taste for adventure. Captain Durok had not selected a security escort because there was, in fact, no security team aboard the Vellouwyn at all. Paine pulled up the personnel files on the three team members she’d picked and issued orders to when the Captain stepped from the bridge, and in skimming through their dossiers, realized they would serve just as well together as if she’d picked a full security team to accompany a man whose prowess she’d come to learn verged, itself, on the supernatural. A low Welsh whisper under her breath drifted to the crew nearby, who heard it as a lyrically accented epithet of surprise, though not disappointment.

As an afterthought, she assigned their shuttle specialist to actually fly the small craft between the Helix dock and the Vellouwyn’s shuttle bay. Flicking their profile on screen, she had no doubt that their ship would be not be molested unchallenged while the captain was otherwise engaged. Simply by way of the sample set, she was certain that getting to know the crew manifest was going to be an exercise in martial academia that would keep her busy for weeks, if not months, just getting to know the nuances of what this crew could fight, and with what tools they might be ready to fight it with.

Whatever else it might be, the Vellouwyn’s scientific mission would not be a defenseless one. What she didn’t yet know was whether the assembly of combat experts serving aboard would have the discipline to get along, or if their new captain expected things to run like one of those dark Imperial ships, with cut-throats climbing the command chain.

Then again… She straightened her back, looking out the view screen, imagining the challenges of the unknown they were about to face in what was certain to be a hostile territory, full of secrets, traps, and bitter locals unprepared to welcome their colonizing neighbors. Perhaps a little fighting spirit would go a long way in what they were out here to do. Time would tell, and the Commander made a pulling gesture from the command console to the secure padd at its edge, tearing it from the Velcro fastener on the back to take with her. The pointers of the files she’d had open switched their encryption hosting from one device to the other, decompiling the information behind it into a randomly hashed negative array of unrecoverable data. She tapped a couple buttons, summoning a junior officer to the bridge to assume her station, and set down in the command chair to start her reading.

This would most certainly be an interesting venture.

[warsofasoiaf]

Since you are a DS9 fan, let me ask you this; do you think that Dukat planned on betraying the dominion? He obviously made the alliance because he recognized that they would give him the forces he needed to remove the Klingons and reestablish himself as the leader of Cardassia. But do you imagine that once had defeated the Federation-Klingon alliance that he planned on perhaps sealing the wormhole and then killing or usurping control of the D forces in the Alpha quadrant so he alone would rule?

It was made rather explicit that he planned on betraying the Dominion eventually. He may have planned on destroying the wormhole after the destruction of the Federation and Klingons and making the Cardassians the unquestioned power of the Alpha Quadrant, after the Founders had returned to the Great Link and left him as their viceroy of the Alpha Quadrant.

Thanks for the question, Anon.

SomethingLikeALawyer, Hand of the King

[jimintomystery]

DS9: "Through the Looking Glass"

Commander Sisko is abducted by "Smiley" O'Brien, a variant of Chief O'Brien from a parallel universe, where humans are revolting against the evil Intendant Kira and the ruthless Klingon-Cardassian Alliance. Sisko is amazed to learn his late wife Jennifer has a variant in this alternate reality--and the Terran Rebellion will have to kill her unless he can win her over to their cause.

I already explained why the season two episode "Crossover" struggles because the whole point was to revisit the mirror universe (from 1967's "Mirror, Mirror"), but that lore doesn't really enhance the story. So now this episode has the same problem, except it's following up on lore built up across two episodes, not just one. The main idea here ("What if Sisko met a version of his wife who's still alive but doesn't love him?") doesn't really benefit from being a continuation of "Crossover."

Mirror!Sisko was fairly interesting in "Crossover" because he was amoral, abusive, and arguably psychotic. It doesn't make sense that he ever married anyone, let alone mirror!Jennifer, and the more we hear her talk about that relationship the harder it is to swallow. Putting our Sisko in a position where he has to impersonate his incorrigible counterpart and get on Jennifer's good side sounds like an interesting challenge. But his imposture is unconvincing, so it seems too easy for him to fool everyone.

The evil version of Major Kira is, as always, super-hot and delightfully insane, so that's fun. But I was never comfortable with the way this episode uses her implied bisexuality to symbolize her depravity. Star Trek has this weird notion that the darkest thing a woman can do is be too sexy, and that the sexiest thing a woman can do is let you watch as she gets flirty with another woman. So it comes across like they're saying mirror!Kira is evil because she's queer, or vice-versa. I'm not a fan, and we've got three more of these to get through.

[ao3feed-spirk]

I Only Talk to God When I Need A Favor

read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/52875784 by PunishedPyotr Sequel to Take This Sinking Boat and Point It Home. Nearly twenty years later, Mirror-Spock returns again — this time with the other universe's David Marcus in tow, proclaiming a grand plan to assassinate the leader of the Terran Empire and prevent an incursion which would destroy all life in this universe. Words: 3804, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Star Trek: The Original Series Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: M/M Characters: Leonard "Bones" McCoy, Spock (Star Trek), James T. Kirk, Mirror Spock, Mirror David Marcus, Nyota Uhura, Pavel Chekov, Montgomery "Scotty" Scott, Saavik (Star Trek), Mirror Saavik, Mirror James T. Kirk, William Bearclaw Relationships: Leonard "Bones" McCoy/Mirror Spock, James T. Kirk & Leonard "Bones" McCoy, Leonard "Bones" McCoy & Spock, James T. Kirk/Spock Additional Tags: Vulcan Mind Melds (Star Trek), Vulcan Bond (Star Trek), Mirror Universe, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Rebellion, Klingon-Cardassian Alliance, Manipulation, Enemies to Lovers, Stockholm Syndrome, look. they're the same thing, Comic Arc: Mirror Universe Saga, Protective James T. Kirk, Protective Spock (Star Trek), Past Rape/Non-con read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/52875784