DS9 fanfic and good news
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selenak2003 ended stylishly for me, with a concert (Beethoven’s 9th), a dinner in a restaurant overlooking our local river, and hence a magnificent view of the fireworks. Little time today for the net, mostly because I’m returning to Munich tomorrow, but I was happy to see the DS9 drabble community founded by ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
hobsonphile, Celestial Temple, opened for business and tried my hands on some drabbles to meet the first challenge, which was about the four elements. My first attempt at the fine art of writing drabbles. And one Quark, son of Keldar.
Title: Elements
Author: Selena
Rating: PG 13, I think
Character: Quark.
Pairing(s): Reflections on Quark/Jadzia, Quark/Grilka, Quark/Natima and Quark/Pel.
Summary: Four drabbles to meet the “Four Elements” challenge.
Disclaimer: All owned by Paramount.
I.
It says something about the climate on Ferenginar that the Ferengi have more words for rain than for profit. Quark isn’t sure what it says about humans that they only use the one term, so banal: Rain. Because rain makes him think of Jadzia, always. It’s how he explains the whole Trill thing to himself: each incarnation is different, yet the same.
He could hear the waterdrops pouring down on Risa create the distinct impression of a epetu going on when he told her, not for the first time, that what she needed was a Ferengi. “Maybe,” she replied, and then went on to declare her desire for The Walking Frown.
That is something else the Ferengi know about rain: it sustains you or punishes you. You never know which.
II.
His whole body still felt as if it was on fire when Grilka left the station, despite Bashir’s administrations. Scratches, bitemarks, burning lungs and cracked ribs that refused to tell his nerves they had been restored. And yet it had been worth it.
Quark supposed he couldn’t really blame Dax for her attraction to Klingons, endless boring talk about honour and suicidal thirst for blood notwithstanding. They were shiny, dangerous things, Klingons, flames that you inevitably burned your fingers on when touching them for too long. But the heat was exhilarating.
III.
Adding the illusion of wind to a holosuite programm almost doubles the expense. A slight breeze that carries distinct smells makes it a luxury only few of Quark’s customers can afford. He did sell the programm for a tidy profit to some people supposedly in the Orion syndicate, but it was originally created for Natima, and Quark had made Rom work almost a week on it, without payment, of course.
Sitting with Natima on a hill, seeing her relax in what the magic of the holosuite had changed from filtered, artificial air to the spicy breeze reportedly blowing on one of the few remaining Hebedian sites on Cardassia, remains one of his favourite memories. Putting a butterfly, a human insect Rom had put in for a surprise variation, on her nose. Natima’s delighted smile. Her elegant, stern features transforming into something so light, so delicate and fleeting as the breeze. He thought it was love, at the time.
Quark has never been to Cardassia. He doesn’t believe he’ll ever go.
IV.
When Pell kissed him, still disguised as a male, Quark had the oddest experience. There was something of home about her. She smelled like earth, moist and nurturing. Even she had never told him the truth, he would eventually have put it together, because Ferengi males smelled different, carried the air of alien clothing and the sharp, inimitable sense of often-handled latinum with them.
He doesn’t think he was in love with Pell, but he could have been, easily, if she had stayed. He’s never sure whether he’s grateful or disappointed about this. Sometimes he dreams about her returning to him. After all, Natima did, and Grilka, and even Jadzia, who sometimes looks at him through Ezri’s beautiful blue eyes. He has no idea what he will do if Pel actually does return. But he would like to taste the earth on her again, the smell of home.
What can I say? You know how I feel about him.*g*
hobsonphile has also declared this to be Babylon 5 month, in honour of our 10-years-anniversary. (Really that long – I can’t believe it. Now I feel old.)
And I found someone eminently suited to the task taking on the job of defending Rosie Cotton to certain quarters of the LotR community: Master Samwise Gamgee, naturally.
hobsonphile, Celestial Temple, opened for business and tried my hands on some drabbles to meet the first challenge, which was about the four elements. My first attempt at the fine art of writing drabbles. And one Quark, son of Keldar. Title: Elements
Author: Selena
Rating: PG 13, I think
Character: Quark.
Pairing(s): Reflections on Quark/Jadzia, Quark/Grilka, Quark/Natima and Quark/Pel.
Summary: Four drabbles to meet the “Four Elements” challenge.
Disclaimer: All owned by Paramount.
I.
It says something about the climate on Ferenginar that the Ferengi have more words for rain than for profit. Quark isn’t sure what it says about humans that they only use the one term, so banal: Rain. Because rain makes him think of Jadzia, always. It’s how he explains the whole Trill thing to himself: each incarnation is different, yet the same.
He could hear the waterdrops pouring down on Risa create the distinct impression of a epetu going on when he told her, not for the first time, that what she needed was a Ferengi. “Maybe,” she replied, and then went on to declare her desire for The Walking Frown.
That is something else the Ferengi know about rain: it sustains you or punishes you. You never know which.
II.
His whole body still felt as if it was on fire when Grilka left the station, despite Bashir’s administrations. Scratches, bitemarks, burning lungs and cracked ribs that refused to tell his nerves they had been restored. And yet it had been worth it.
Quark supposed he couldn’t really blame Dax for her attraction to Klingons, endless boring talk about honour and suicidal thirst for blood notwithstanding. They were shiny, dangerous things, Klingons, flames that you inevitably burned your fingers on when touching them for too long. But the heat was exhilarating.
III.
Adding the illusion of wind to a holosuite programm almost doubles the expense. A slight breeze that carries distinct smells makes it a luxury only few of Quark’s customers can afford. He did sell the programm for a tidy profit to some people supposedly in the Orion syndicate, but it was originally created for Natima, and Quark had made Rom work almost a week on it, without payment, of course.
Sitting with Natima on a hill, seeing her relax in what the magic of the holosuite had changed from filtered, artificial air to the spicy breeze reportedly blowing on one of the few remaining Hebedian sites on Cardassia, remains one of his favourite memories. Putting a butterfly, a human insect Rom had put in for a surprise variation, on her nose. Natima’s delighted smile. Her elegant, stern features transforming into something so light, so delicate and fleeting as the breeze. He thought it was love, at the time.
Quark has never been to Cardassia. He doesn’t believe he’ll ever go.
IV.
When Pell kissed him, still disguised as a male, Quark had the oddest experience. There was something of home about her. She smelled like earth, moist and nurturing. Even she had never told him the truth, he would eventually have put it together, because Ferengi males smelled different, carried the air of alien clothing and the sharp, inimitable sense of often-handled latinum with them.
He doesn’t think he was in love with Pell, but he could have been, easily, if she had stayed. He’s never sure whether he’s grateful or disappointed about this. Sometimes he dreams about her returning to him. After all, Natima did, and Grilka, and even Jadzia, who sometimes looks at him through Ezri’s beautiful blue eyes. He has no idea what he will do if Pel actually does return. But he would like to taste the earth on her again, the smell of home.
What can I say? You know how I feel about him.*g*
hobsonphile has also declared this to be Babylon 5 month, in honour of our 10-years-anniversary. (Really that long – I can’t believe it. Now I feel old.) And I found someone eminently suited to the task taking on the job of defending Rosie Cotton to certain quarters of the LotR community: Master Samwise Gamgee, naturally.
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Date: 2004-01-01 10:31 am (UTC)I think there's a mistake in that line.
Unfortunately it's been so long since I watched DS9, I've almost forgotten, who all the women were. But the drabbles are beautiful. :-)
Thanks, I...
Date: 2004-01-01 02:14 pm (UTC)The women are:
Jadzia: Jadzia Dax, a Trill. (The tall one with the spots, if you need a visual other than my icon to remember.) Science officer. Was great friends with Quark who arguably was in love with her. Symbiotic life form. Dax is the name of the slug inside who lives for centuries in both male and female hosts. Jadzia ultimately married Worf and died in the same season, the sixth. (The laws of TV... also the actress wanted to quit.) The Dax symbiont then went to...
Ezri: the small one with the spots. Also short haired as opposed to Jadzia who had long hair. Cute rather than beautiful, counsellor during DS9 7th season. Personality-wise a bit like Fred from AtS.
Grilka: Klingon. Married Quark for plot reasons during one fun third season ep while loathing him and ended the ep divorcing him after he helped her to save her House, and liking him quite a lot. Came back for a visit during season 5 for one ep during which Quark actually managed to get her to have sex with him. (Jadzia and Worf helped out a bit in a Cyrano-de-Bergerac-fashion.)
Natima: Cardassian. Dissident Journalist. Had an affair with Quark during the time of the Cardassian occupation. Came back during season 2 to play out DS9's version of Casablanca with him as Rick and her as Ilsa.
Pel: Ferengi. Since Ferengi women are forbidden to dress or make profit, she disguised herself as a man, came to DS9, worked for Quark as a waiter but quickly advanced to business partner due to her smarts, fell in love with him and we get the Ferengi version of Yentl.
Re: Thanks, I...
Date: 2004-01-01 03:26 pm (UTC)But your drabbles are very nice.
Actually, Jadzia was one of the better characters on the show - started off boring but grew immensely. And I definitely liked Ezri.
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Date: 2004-01-01 11:43 am (UTC)Thanks!
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Date: 2004-01-02 02:57 am (UTC)a worthy resolution!
Date: 2004-01-02 06:38 am (UTC)The only two Quark fanfics I have been able to find so far were both concentrating on the Quark/Dax relationship (both with Jadzia and Ezri), which I love, too, so I had to include a tribute as well...