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They're not near Cardassian Union space.
But then, they're not near Federation space either. This ship has as much right to be in this system as they do.
It makes Isabella nervous, anyway, and she's just about to suggest leaving and coming back another time, when the Prometheus is hailed.
They're armed. She can't warp inside a solar system.
She answers the hail.
"Hello, Federation vessel," says one of the three visible Cardassians in bad but intelligible English. "What're you doing out here alone?"
Isabella swallows. "This is the deep space survey vessel Prometheus," she begins.
The computer lets her know that they're charging weapons.
"We have no hostile intention," she says.
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warpfairy
warpfairy
"Thank you."
She leans on him as necessary to get where they're going.
She leans on him as necessary to get where they're going.
dream-me-up
Yes indeed.
"I think I'd better stay here for now," he says, "because of the prisoner. You can hail the ship if you need anything or want to talk. Okay?"
"I think I'd better stay here for now," he says, "because of the prisoner. You can hail the ship if you need anything or want to talk. Okay?"
warpfairy
Isabella takes a deep breath.
She takes a shower.
She changes into a new outfit.
She puts on some quiet music.
She sits in the captain's chair, and makes sure the Cardassians didn't interfere with her computer systems, and then she closes her eyes and meditates.
She takes a shower.
She changes into a new outfit.
She puts on some quiet music.
She sits in the captain's chair, and makes sure the Cardassians didn't interfere with her computer systems, and then she closes her eyes and meditates.
His prisoner is staying put. He doesn't have much choice.
dream-me-up
True. But right now, Lalita would rather be sure.
In time, he gets hungry. He finds himself something to eat and then brings food and clothing to the prisoner.
In time, he gets hungry. He finds himself something to eat and then brings food and clothing to the prisoner.
The prisoner looks at him. And at these items. And doesn't say anything.
dream-me-up
"If you want to eat or get dressed or both, I will untie you and let you do that," he says.
Kelvok nods.
Kelvok puts on the clothes. He takes the food and starts eating it, not taking his eyes off Lalita.
Kelvok's eyes used to go all warm and soft when he was whispering supposedly incomprehensible words.
They are not like that now.
They are not like that now.
dream-me-up
No. He wouldn't expect them to be.
It is, on so many levels, a pity Isabella was with him when he met these people.
It is, on so many levels, a pity Isabella was with him when he met these people.
Kelvok has apparently firmly decided on a policy of silence to avoid annoying his captor.
dream-me-up
"You can talk if you want," he mentions. "I'm in a much better mood now that my friend's been looked after."
"And say what?" shrugs Kelvok.
dream-me-up
"That's a point," he laughs.
"You could help me figure out what to do with you, for one thing."
"You could help me figure out what to do with you, for one thing."
"I think I can get this thing home on my own. It's not designed for a one-man crew but I was doing most of the work to begin with."
"Yeah. It's my uncle's. Janor was along to translate and Brol was along because it was his idea in the first place."