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i FOUND a replacement for Lazarus.
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One blurts out. "Can I kiss you?"
Miles blinked a bit in surprise, turning a light shade of pink to the ears. He starts and stops a few times before managing any kind of response. “That’s flattering but I think you ought to meet my wife first.” Not that kissing was entirely out of the question. But he talked to Keiko about these things, just like she had talked to him about Kira. “And my kids.” He was about to take a sip of his coffee before he noticed that had sounded very much like a defensive brush off. “You should come by for dinner sometime.”
Number One knew everything about Miles O’Brien that was in his files, so obviously she knew about Keiko. She shook her head as if to clear it. “I do apologize, I meant nothing against your mate and your family. I can’t believe I even said that, it was intended to just get your attention. I asked three times for you to hand me the wrench over there.”
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Weyoun tilted his head as he watched the chief sit down, a soft frown crossing his features. “Playing what, may I ask?” Though, he was already moving to sit across from O’Brien, eager for any kind of conversation. “I don’t recall leg injuries being too common in racquetball, assuming one did proper stretches beforehand.”
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“You and Julian have a good time defending the Alamo again this week, Chief?” Jadzia asked, smirking as she saw the Chief in his period clothing, walking along the promenade back towards crew quarters.
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Beverly nodded. “They all made it out fine, and just because you’ve had worse doesn’t make these injuries any lesser. Now, hold still and I’ll grab the dermal regenerator.”
She walked to the other side of Sickbay and grabbed it, walking back to O’Brien. “It shouldn’t scar, but please, take care of it. And if you have any headaches, promise that you’ll let me know.”
Not Like The Others [closed starter]
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In the weeks following his debriefing at Starfleet Command, Weyoun 6 had been shuffled around the station various times, as they tried to figure out just what to do with the defective Vorta. He had already given them the decoding sequence for Dominion transmissions, among the information he gave during his debriefing. Nobody really seemed to want him involved with station security, and he seemed a bit too squeamish and anxiety-ridden to work medical, so that left engineering.
Weyoun pulled on his temporary uniform and clipped on his combadge, before heading to report for his trial shift. He had been told to report to Chief O’Brien, which eased him somewhat. He was vaguely familiar with the engineer, having met him briefly as his twice-predecessor Weyoun 4. Even so, he still wasn’t sure what to expect. Nobody so far had reacted to his existence in the way he anticipated.
By the time the Vorta managed to find the chief, it was very clear this wasn’t your bog-standard Weyoun. It was in the way he carried himself, far more subdued than either of his predecessors. He offered a fake, practiced smile and tugged lightly at the bottom of his uniform shirt, a nervous quirk. Weyoun clasped his hands together, trying to put up a facade of normalcy. “Weyoun 6 reporting for the trial shift, sir.”
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“Mr. O’Brien! How is married life treating you, Chief?”
