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How Many Spots Do You Have
I’ve actually never had anyone count mine as Jadzia. Torias and Nilani took a comprehensive survey of one another’s, though.
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So excited you're back and doing well! *happy flails*
Thank you! Yes, it was a busy month, not complicated at all by the team of Tellarite physicists the station was hosting for half of it...
Now that my duties are handed off (and the perplexing matter of the polyvalent vortex in Lower Pylon 2 is resolved, shhh, Classified), I finally have time to post on subspace again!
A lot of time.
A LOTTTTTTTTT of time.
Julian has put me on quarter-gravity bed rest for the duration of my pregnancy, which probably isn’t going to be much longer but already feels like it’s been going on for more decades than Curzon’s career. The baby is a lot bigger than expected, and starting to impinge quite seriously on my right abdominal cavity. Dax has brainfog like you would NOT believe. Three days ago, I put my soup bowl in the bureau, my undershirt in the replicator, and my copy of “The Grapes of Wrath” in the clothing reprocessor. It’s definitely time to step (waddle?!) back from active duty before I do something truly ridiculous, like confusing a preganglionic fibre for a postganglionic nerve. 😉
Yes, I’ve been teasing my doctor. Why do you ask? Right now, it’s what’s keeping me sane. That, and having the most considerate husband in the Galaxy waiting on my every need. I just wish I could properly enjoy the last of our alone time before the baby is born.
But nope! Here I am, in bed, waiting for the blankets to settle down because I moved my left knee. Ho-hum!
Is everything okay? I was worried!
I’m fine! Just getting into the medically delicate part of the pregnancy, where we need to balance the baby’s need for more time to grow with Dax’s need not to be crowded out by a very active little Tringon. You’re so kind to worry.
Keeping you and the little one in my thoughts! I hope bed rest doesn't drive you too stir crazy!!
Thank you! It’s so sweet of you. Yes, the bed rest is maddening, and it’s only been a few days. Ho-hum. I’m lucky the database is full of entertainment files of every description. I think Worf is less impressed than I am by the foibles of ancient human cinema. He had to run off to deal with an “emergency” aboard the (docked...) Defiant ten minutes into “Duck Soup”.
Now that my duties are handed off (and the perplexing matter of the polyvalent vortex in Lower Pylon 2 is resolved, shhh, Classified), I finally have time to post on subspace again!
A lot of time.
A LOTTTTTTTTT of time.
Julian has put me on quarter-gravity bed rest for the duration of my pregnancy, which probably isn’t going to be much longer but already feels like it’s been going on for more decades than Curzon’s career. The baby is a lot bigger than expected, and starting to impinge quite seriously on my right abdominal cavity. Dax has brainfog like you would NOT believe. Three days ago, I put my soup bowl in the bureau, my undershirt in the replicator, and my copy of “The Grapes of Wrath” in the clothing reprocessor. It’s definitely time to step (waddle?!) back from active duty before I do something truly ridiculous, like confusing a preganglionic fibre for a postganglionic nerve. 😉
Yes, I’ve been teasing my doctor. Why do you ask? Right now, it’s what’s keeping me sane. That, and having the most considerate husband in the Galaxy waiting on my every need. I just wish I could properly enjoy the last of our alone time before the baby is born.
But nope! Here I am, in bed, waiting for the blankets to settle down because I moved my left knee. Ho-hum!
Is everything okay? I was worried!
I’m fine! Just getting into the medically delicate part of the pregnancy, where we need to balance the baby’s need for more time to grow with Dax’s need not to be crowded out by a very active little Tringon. You’re so kind to worry.
Now that my duties are handed off (and the perplexing matter of the polyvalent vortex in Lower Pylon 2 is resolved, shhh, Classified), I finally have time to post on subspace again!
A lot of time.
A LOTTTTTTTTT of time.
Julian has put me on quarter-gravity bed rest for the duration of my pregnancy, which probably isn’t going to be much longer but already feels like it’s been going on for more decades than Curzon’s career. The baby is a lot bigger than expected, and starting to impinge quite seriously on my right abdominal cavity. Dax has brainfog like you would NOT believe. Three days ago, I put my soup bowl in the bureau, my undershirt in the replicator, and my copy of “The Grapes of Wrath” in the clothing reprocessor. It’s definitely time to step (waddle?!) back from active duty before I do something truly ridiculous, like confusing a preganglionic fibre for a postganglionic nerve. 😉
Yes, I’ve been teasing my doctor. Why do you ask? Right now, it’s what’s keeping me sane. That, and having the most considerate husband in the Galaxy waiting on my every need. I just wish I could properly enjoy the last of our alone time before the baby is born.
But nope! Here I am, in bed, waiting for the blankets to settle down because I moved my left knee. Ho-hum!
Welcome back, Jadzia! The subspace has not been the same without you. I trust that everything is well? No more covert agents troubling you? I hope that the future only holds the best for you.
As for you being bored, perhaps I could do something? There is not much fun at this end of the wire, either, we are in the intelligence squad and days after days pass but anything that happens is classified, so I cannot think of anything to post now. We could help each other.
Thank you, Malcolm! Section 31 has been keeping mainly to the shadows, although I understand Captain Yates had a run-in with a “customs inspector” aboard an unregistered starship. Does the U.S.S. Caleuche sound at all familiar to you?
All is well, at least for now. I’m under careful medical supervision because a Trill-Klingon pregnancy is complicated. The boredom truly is the worst of it right now, and I’d love to assuage it talking to you! You must have countless experiences that escaped history’s scrutiny. Any tales of Enterprise’s prior missions that you’d like to share? I found an orbital permit indicating you visited Risa in 2152. Has that happened yet? Risa is one of my favourite places, and was definitely Curzon’s top holiday destination, but my host in your time never visited. I’d love to hear what it’s like in your century.
Now that my duties are handed off (and the perplexing matter of the polyvalent vortex in Lower Pylon 2 is resolved, shhh, Classified), I finally have time to post on subspace again!
A lot of time.
A LOTTTTTTTTT of time.
Julian has put me on quarter-gravity bed rest for the duration of my pregnancy, which probably isn’t going to be much longer but already feels like it’s been going on for more decades than Curzon’s career. The baby is a lot bigger than expected, and starting to impinge quite seriously on my right abdominal cavity. Dax has brainfog like you would NOT believe. Three days ago, I put my soup bowl in the bureau, my undershirt in the replicator, and my copy of “The Grapes of Wrath” in the clothing reprocessor. It’s definitely time to step (waddle?!) back from active duty before I do something truly ridiculous, like confusing a preganglionic fibre for a postganglionic nerve. 😉
Yes, I’ve been teasing my doctor. Why do you ask? Right now, it’s what’s keeping me sane. That, and having the most considerate husband in the Galaxy waiting on my every need. I just wish I could properly enjoy the last of our alone time before the baby is born.
But nope! Here I am, in bed, waiting for the blankets to settle down because I moved my left knee. Ho-hum!
I wish to ask you a simple question, what do you want?
All of this! *turns a sweeping circle with arms outstretched*
Oh, did you mean “what do I want that I don’t already have”? Hmm. A new Academy grad who’s got a knack for fine-tuning the latest centrifuge models, and an appointment for a foot rub with an expert in Vulcan neuropressure.
*the sound of something beamed over is heard right next to your door. The bundle reads safe; it turns out to be the a cradle curtain to keep off mosquitos and other flying guests. The webby cloth is pure white, thick enough to dim the light a little as well; it also serves as canvas for an embroidery of the opened wormhole in the prime of its beauty. What's inside is wrapped in two pieces of brown paper. One contains an apple-cinnamon pie; the smell of persimmons reveals the second mystery.*
You know, after eight lifetimes very few things surprise and delight me as much as the perennial reminders of what a beautiful, supportive, interconnected community we have here on Deep Space Nine. Thank you, kind and generous Someone: what beautiful gifts! I love apple cinnamon anything, and the persimmons are sorely needed! The gift for the baby is simply exquisite; breathtaking!
Thank you!
Trying to resurrect Tobin’s knitting skills to make a cradle blanket. Do you think the baby would settle for a complete genome map of the common Cardassian vole or a detailed star chart of the Denorios Belt? All SoSoy’s original work, I promise!
Do baby Klingons not get sleeping furs? Just in case you don't have time to finish the blanket.
In fact, Klingon babies do get sleeping furs, and we’ve already been given a luxuriant set by @martok-suggestion and Lady Sirella. The handmade blanket is a Trill tradition: you’re supposed to reflect on your love for your baby and your openness to the paths they’ll choose in their life while you make it. I might have to try something other than knitting, though. Maybe designing an elaborate quilt for the replicator to make for me will be just as meditative? Digital programming is much more in my skill set.
Ooh, I could take a leaf out of Benjamin’s book and design a starscape. Based on that Denorios Belt chart, perhaps!
Trying to resurrect Tobin’s knitting skills to make a cradle blanket. Do you think the baby would settle for a complete genome map of the common Cardassian vole or a detailed star chart of the Denorios Belt? All SoSoy’s original work, I promise!
If your knitting is too tight, try using the next size knitting needles. If it calls for 5 mm needles use 6 mm. Also relax in your hands. I also like wooden needles more, the yarn doesn’t slip as much as with aluminium, so at least I tend to lose fewer stitches.
That trick with the needles is very clever, Mila: thanks! Any suggestions for a knitter who manages to get the yarn knotted around the knitting, both needles, three fingers and her right knee? Strictly hypothetically, of course.
I'm imagining you asking Quark to use his skill at acquiring hard-to-get things to get you some good persimmons and I'm giggling. I hope you don't get that desperate!
Oh, don’t think I haven’t considered it! I’ve got eight persimmons left from the supply left for me by a generous Anon, but the situation is looking dire.
The Great Material Continuum may be my best option.
Trying to resurrect Tobin’s knitting skills to make a cradle blanket. Do you think the baby would settle for a complete genome map of the common Cardassian vole or a detailed star chart of the Denorios Belt? All SoSoy’s original work, I promise!
Are you gonna have Worf there when the baby is delivered?
Yes! My par’Mach’kai has valiantly vowed to be at my side for what I hope will be our great triumph. He’s a magnificent husband, and will be a father worthy of legend.
Indeed. @worf--suggestion delivered young @molly-suggestion ya know. I always kinda sensed he was scarred for life after the whole thing. 😂😂😂 (Incidentally, Molly's my goddaughter in my timeline.)
I’ve heard the story of Molly’s birth from several people; Keiko in particular never fails to sing Worf’s praises. It was certainly one of the more stressful experiences he had on the Enterprise, which is why I’m particularly touched that he is so determined to be present for our baby’s birth. I’m hoping it’s a nice, calm, orderly, pre-planned surgical birth, that Julian and Nurse Jabara do all the work, and that all Worf has to do is hold my hand and speak his words of encouragement and affirmation.
Can you tell I’m a little lovestruck? I’m sure you’re an exceptional godparent for your timeline’s Molly!
*there's something in your spam box. It's a text message in a really ancient code.* ...001001011nd now your Journey takes you to a path along a huge bog. Don't be afraid, we'll show you how to walk it carefully! The Grass is tall, and it rustles so nicely in the wind. Will you listen to it with us? Here's what it has told us so far; aren't those Stories fascinating? There are more that Thirty of them, enough for a month of reading. Hope you enjoy it! *a dialogue window appears* Begin download?
Computer, isolate files and encrypt by algorithms Lauren-Zeta-Blue. Download directly to Opthalithic Data Rod A and write.
Was I drunk when I made up those “covert” messages? I actually blushed when I read it now.
I do hope the contents make up for this and for the names of the directories.
I thought it was a particularly clever way of disguising the transmission, particularly in light of the spam filter problems we’ve had on Deep Space Nine all year! Sometimes an absurd pretext is the most effective pretext, Lieutenant. You’re definitely winning points for ingenuity in my book!
As for the contents... yes. Very, very useful indeed. On behalf of everyone involved in this storytelling project, thank you!
I'm so glad you're away from them now. Talking about what happened is a good first step to hurting them, I think. An old quote I can't recall where I heard: democracy dies in darkness.
I agree. Without question, the most troubling thing about Section 31 is the absolute lack of transparency and oversight. They would not be able to get away with half their customary methods if they were subject to even the most cursory public scrutiny. Even the degree of visibility afforded the Obsidian Order and the Tal Shiar would be sufficient to reign in Section 31’s worst excesses in the liberty-minded and socially conscious Federation.
I-I know no one even expects me to say something, but still. I am at a loss as for what to say.
I always try hard to keep it in mind that I am not with the Section anymore, but anything I hear about them still looks like a personal accusation. Maybe, had it not been not for people like me who thought they could make this world better by joining, Section 31 would have never gained so much power. Who knows?
What I mean is, I am more than sorry for what you had to go through, and I hope so much that they will not lay a finger on you in the future. Still, all my feelings just do not seem enough. You are so very right that they should be stopped; they have to be stopped already, in my time.
Have you heard the rumours about some Andorian intelligence forces influencing them? I mean, I would like to believe that Shran was always able to track Captain Archer because of the deepest connection of uncertain nature between them, but the explanation might also have a more realistic side. And if they have created a union by the time you live in, it only makes the organisation more dangerous.
I doubt I can be of real help to you. Still, if you think some 200-year-old “inside” information may be used to expose this evil organisation, I am at your service.
Lt. Reed, you were with Section 31? That’s not recorded in the history books. Then again, given the secretive nature of the organization and their absolute invisibility in the Starfleet of today, it’s natural that any such record, if it ever existed, would have been heavily and meticulously redacted.
Don’t blame yourself for what was done to me. Laying aside the fact that I’m living 200 years in your future, I am quite sure that Section 31 used you for their own purposes and in ways you could not possibly consent to and may not even have been aware of. Given what I know of their recruitment tactics now, I can only imagine what you must have gone through with them during Starfleet’s naissance. They seem to target upright, strong-willed, brilliant idealists, so I am sadly not at all surprised to learn they came for you.
The question of the influence the pre-Federation Andorian Intelligence apparatus may have had on the development of Section 31 is fascinating, and not something I have considered before. It’s almost impossible to back-trace information about the organization’s founding or its early history. Those of us who have been trying to delve deeper seem to have found the point where it vanished underground, but actually determing how that came about is proving difficult. They’ve covered their tracks well, and they’ve had twenty-odd decades to do it. Those in my circle have only been aware of their existence for twenty-odd months.
As for your offer of help, YES! I would very much like to take you up on it. Would you be willing to send me an affidavit detailing your recruitment, and as much of your involvement with Section 31 as you are able to share? While I’m quite sure that information relayed over a subspace anomaly cutting through spacetime won’t be binding in court, it could still be put to use constructing a history of Section 31’s early years. Names of operatives, details of missions you were involved in, any small detail could be absolutely invaluable. I’m a scientist, not a forensic historian, but there are people with such qualifications aiding my friends and me in the hunt. They can use any material you can give us.
However, please do not take any personal risks. If it is too dangerous to relay this information, refrain. Above all, don’t take any action against Section 31 yourself: we can’t afford to put you in the crosshairs, lest they “deal with” you “quietly” — as one of their operatives in my century once described their methods of addressing “threats to the Federation”.
Thank you, Malcolm — may I call you Malcolm, if we’re going to wade into dangerous waters together? — for your concern and your courageous offer of help. I hope it’s a comfort to know that history is unaware of your involvement with Section 31, and that I don’t hold it against you. You must have been very young when they recruited you… and I know how relentless persistent they can be.
Computer this is so infuriating. Play Parla Più Piano.
Nessuno sa la verità, / neppure il cielo che ci guarda da lassù, but we can try to learn what we can from each other.
You know, I have copied a lot of files here, mostly of the “ask me” kind. There was, among everything else, a list of philosophical questions, including this one: “Is a “wrong” act okay if nobody ever knows about it?” The answer to that would be of course more complicated than a simple yes or no, the base line being, “Did the act itself harm anyone?” There is a difference between, ahem, picking your nose and commiting a murder. I believe there was harm done in what I was manipulated into doing. The fact that the history does not know seems more like distorting it.
But I do appreciate you willing to forgive whatever I might have done. You are also very right that I am somewhat disconnected from the consequences of my actions.
As for the point, there has been no threats related to leaving the organisation or sharing information about it. The process was unpleasant, yes, but it was presented to me rather like I was a rebellious child leaving a loving family. “You are wrong, but we forgive you, and we will be waiting for you to come around again.” Whether this was a standard procedure or a special manipulation for me, knowing I joined them shortly after breaking up with my own family, I do not know. I did dislike the actions, not the people, and they made a great job convincing me that approving of a person means accepting their actions… So much gaslight can harm anyone’s eyesight.
On the other hand, I would have never believed they even exist if I had not been contacted by an agent. We do have a boogeyman or two these days, and some people are as sceptical about clandestine Starfleet spies as they are about carnivorous black holes that travel through space and hunt spaceships. There are many conspirologists that study the Section, or, now that I think about it, it is more likely to be called a conspirologist if you bring up the number “31”. I understand how such people may give you greers creeps; still, they seem not to have turned into anything that distasteful yet. Collecting the data I need may be a little difficult because some is classified and some disguised, yet I will try my best. I might even ask a certain Trip to help me, he is always so enthusiastic about breaking into secrets. And I will prepare a detailed description of “my” missions for you. In case anyone asks, they are memoirs, right?
Also, Jadzia - if I may call you Jadzia, too, - there is something disturbing about this early history, is there not? I mean the name of the organisation and the ways of pinpointing when they sprang into life. The information from your side I have been able to gather states unambiguously that the name comes from the laws of the Federation, something about the threats to it. But on my side, the Section has been around for a couple of decades, and whenever the Federation is supposed to be founded, it has not happened yet. No Federation, no laws to protect it, but the Section exists, and has this infamous name. I hate to think that someone has, or will have tampered with the laws of the very process of creating them. However, any other sane explanation eludes me.
I should be in touch when I am finished with my texts. I will try to cover the tracks though; you might even want to check your spam box once or twice.
I concur, Lieutenant: there’s a great deal about all this that doesn’t quite add up. Doubtless that’s why it’s so difficult to chase down any operatives of this organization. I confess that there are times I feel a bit like a wild conspirazcy theorist — if it weren’t for the testimony of people I trust and respect immensely, I might even question my own experience with Section 31. It just sounds so improbable. And yet…
I feel that I owe you an apology here. Messing with supposed time travel really gets on my nerves (maybe you can me something about Captain Sanders?) but it also brought me some relief when I stumbled across some other notes about S31 that said it was named after a section in Starfleet Charter, not in some papers connected to the Federation. It seems that the Section has been there for as much time as Starfleet itself, which is not calming, but at least more simple. It was my mistake, and no, I am not proceeding to suspecting that someone has corrected it.
I still qonder about the Andorian Intelligence Service and their relationship with the Section but it does not seem like I am going to have my questions answered soon.
No need for an apology! I’ve found it almost imposssible to keep track of the convoluted excuses and flimsy justifications that Sloan and his ilk have for their organization, its methods, and its warped philosophy. I would love to have some more of these questions answered, and I agree with you: the Andorian angle is eerily compelling. I’ve got an old Aenar friend of my previous host looking into it. I’ll keep you appraised of anything zhe turns up.
How much wood would a woodchuck chuck, if a woodchuck could chuck wood?
If Peter Piper picked a peck of purple pickled peppers, where’s the peck of purple pickled peppers Peter Piper picked?
(Incidentally, there’s a variety of purple pepper from Betazed that’s absolutely delicious when pickled... ooh, obviously still thinking about food!)
Any foods from other cultures you like? (Ferengi, Gallamite, Cardassian, etc)
Definitely. I have a diverse and very adventurous palate, much moreso than Curzon did. In addition to my Earth favourites (aubergine stew, chicken coxinha, the persimmons that have taken over my life...), I have particular favourites from at least 15 other worlds. It seems @ezri-suggestion and I share a taste for hasperat, and there’s a Bajoran phyllo pastry confection with kava syrup and dried moba skin that’s absolutely delectable. My favourite Ferengi dish is definitely razor-toothed greeworm, though I’m very glad there’s no tradition of females having their food pre-chewed by someone else: there are limits to cultural appreciation.
Vulcan cuisine is a perennial favourite, with plomeek soup (another thing Ezri and I have in common!) and practically any dish with redspice topping my list. You haven’t lived until you’ve tried a redspice reduction on Romulan mullusks — which brings me to my discussion of fusion cooking, something I love! The blending of ingredients and food traditions from different cultures and worlds is a magnificent manifestation of diversity and cooperation, to say nothing of being absolutely delectable. It’s funny you should mention Gallamite cuisine, because they’re masters of food fusion. Have you ever tried their rulot-and-Gallamite-mutton penne alfredo? Delicious!
Hmm. I could go on for days, but I’m getting hungry. Time to go to the Replimat!