alex: okay...i would ask for clarification on that, but the thoughts going through my head right now tells me voicing them would not only be HIGHLY inappropriate in this particular time and place, but would probably also get many choice words thrown my way - so i'm just going to keep my fat muzzle shut and focus on the…
*alex slowly looks up at the screen with a blank expression for several seconds as he realizes that, yes, the channel was in fact never closed* of course i knew - now head for the wormhole and shush! *he taps the comm and finally cuts the channel, then slumps down in the chair like he's trying to hide himself in it…
alex: unless you have a micropenis, i don't think anyone's going to care what your corpse looks like...least of all you - and the borg certainly won't either (*continues nudging rattler*)
alex: they can't - that's what i meant by rendering yourself useless to them, or any method that damages your body beyond repair will also work, like incineration, disintegration, dissolution, mastication and so on...asphyxiation will NOT work, nor will exsanguination or hurling yourself from a great height (*nudges…
alex: death is irrelevant - you would have to make sure you render yourself utterly useless to them, as they can resuscitate from a wide variety of deaths
(cybernetics don't make any difference if the brain is still fully organic - ferengi brains are physiologically resistant to telepathy because of their four-lobed design, however; that's not something that should be easily overcome by sheer power, though being as we've never seen an undine go up against a ferengi, we don't…
alex: i hope you never meet one either - the last thing we need is the borg assimilating augments *he turns back to the viewscreen* so jessica isn't coming? she usually does...what about o'connor - he should be back by now, since he was only supposed to be gone a week
(now here's an interesting question...are ferengi going to be resistant or immune to force persuasion, since they're immune to betazoid telepathy? if their minds can't be read, there's a strong chance they can't be influenced either)
alex: not entirely - we keep a stockpile of ballistic weapons for use against the borg and in situations where energy weapons can't be used or would be of lesser effectiveness (of which he was also told about those swedish techno-zombies who love enslaving others to their hive mind - in fact, he would have been told about…
alex: yes, we will...*he mutters distractedly as he waits for krystal's response, before lifting his head as he comes to a sudden realization* oh, you'll be needing a weapon, won't you? i suppose i'll have to take you by the armory before we board the station and let you see if anything there strikes your fancy, or…
alex: just be an observer for now - if we lived in a just universe, this mission would go off without a hitch...but we don't, and our task force in particular seems to be cursed, to paraphrase an old chinese proverb, 'to live in interesting times', so i expect you might get a chance to show off your skills at some point…
alex: it reminds me a lot of an arrowhead - so do its sister classes, the klein, mobius, verne and paradox *he enters a turbolift at the end of the corridor and calls 'bridge', the tube coming to life with a low hum as it moves up to the ship's bridge*
alex: it, along with several others of its class, got dragged into this century by another race, stripped of most of its valuable tech, then a ferengi group salvaged the discarded ship, refitted it with contemporary tech and offered them up for purchase...i was one of the purchasers - and that little detail is why i…
*after giving the transporter operator instructions, the pair are beamed aboard the conundrum, which dundee will immediately note has a vastly different design aesthetic from the two imperium ships he's been aboard so far, though they share the same type of futuristic sleekness to their interiors*
alex: i don't see that being especially likely either - humans intermarrying with romulans was extremely rare up until recently...still kinda rare, actually *he enters the transporter room and climbs aboard a pad*
*alex glances over* yeah, we picked him up on our last foray into the gamma quadrant - i don't see how he could be familiar to you, though - as far as i know, he's from this time period, and a romulan besides *he murmurs, forgetting the commlink is still open*
*alex comes to a sudden halt* what visigoth pairs pepperoni with SALAMI?! you never put those two meats together - you separate them with one or more different types of meat
alex: who doesn't? why do you think i'm away from lunari as often as possible? and even that doesn't stop the paperwork because subspace and the quantum foam is a thing...blargh *he pulls a mock-disgusted face as he heads for the transporter room*
you done yet? *alex deadpans in the doorway of the bar, certain there was at least one person on the promenade who didn't hear her ranting about rocks* and not all rocks are rocks - some rocks people will kill over
alex: well, let's go then - we'll be getting the pre-mission briefing from odo before we enter the wormhole, then we're headed for the masan system to investigate an ancient dominion research station (i guess - i don't remember how doomed to repeat starts; i THINK it's one of those missions where you go to the system in…
*alex glances questioningly at todd, who quietly murmurs 'he thinks he's either ghey, or asexual'* ah...yeah, i can see why you might not ever receive a gift like that if the latter ends up being true *he then gets to his feet after leaving behind enough latinum to pay for the food and drinks* at any rate, i'm about to…
alex: rather attached, are we? i feel the same way about this *he motions to the dark purple leather spiked collar around his neck* my mate bought this for me centuries ago as a kinky gag gift...i don't think he expected me to actually wear it as a normal apparel accessory