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noxfoxarts:
“This is the saddest scene in A Stitch in Time. It’s the scene when Palandine and Elim last share intimacy, and Elim is being too daft too realize who she is. Of course, he certainly understood at a later point and was most certainly...

noxfoxarts:

This is the saddest scene in A Stitch in Time. It’s the scene when Palandine and Elim last share intimacy, and Elim is being too daft too realize who she is. Of course, he certainly understood at a later point and was most certainly crushed. And so he felt the need to scatter those crumbs of clues for Julian too, like “You like tragedy? Here have some.” Poor Garak.

In the middle of today’s fitting, my client broke down. It was an extraordinary moment. […] As her grief spilled out, she also revealed that she had separated from her husband just before the negotiations began. It seems that he was a philanderer who had betrayed her trust from the beginning, and that she had tried for years to deny the truth of their relationship. I was nonplussed. […] I offered her a glass of kanar, and to my surprise, she accepted it… and several others.

  1. She broke down because she came on this mission to see Elim and he doesn’t bloody see who she is.
  2. She outright tells about Barkan
  3. Kanar! Who drinks kanar!? k-a-n-a-r-d-a-s-s-i-a-n-s :U

And so, what happened to Palandine when she was arrested?

The crowd had momentarily separated her from her escort, the two investigators and Constable Odo, and she stood there, looking at me with an expression that froze my blood. Not angry, not reproachful… not even disappointed. An even expression, relaxed, clouded by that tinge of sadness I had first noticed when we discussed Gul Dukat and the expected morality of Cardassian men. My first thought was that she must be a formidable negotiator. The second was that she was about to expose her “contact.” But she just continued to look at me with her intelligent, gray eyes, as if my skin were transparent and she could see all the way to the bottom of my soul.
[…] It took half the bottle before I began to breathe again; and only when it was empty did I finally ask myself the question: Why hadn’t she betrayed me as I betrayed her?

Unlike Enabran, she forgave Elim. Then, we can expect that she most certainly offed herself, probably with poison. She was relaxed. In peace. Ready to go.

…On the upside, Pythas survived and I believed he personally watched out for Kel, because he knew she was most certainly Elim’s daughter.

It wasn’t Palandine, but it was her voice. And then I realized – it was Kel. She had grown into a powerful young woman with a sturdy beauty that was a harmonious blend of both parents.

Neither Barkan nor Palandine were ever described as sturdy but that would be a fitting description for Garak… and it wouldn’t be Garak writing if the book didn’t have lies and half-truths… ;)

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dreadshredder:

he’s not joking

Garak volunteers. He 100% approves of fully committing to a deception, and anyway, a little minor surgery seems like a fair trade to get A) Julian’s extreme gratitude and B) Julian’s hands on him.

any medical procedure involving the removal or repair of bodily tissue is technically a surgery, garak just came in to get his little claws trimmed 🦀

Or maybe he lets Julian fix the carpal tunnel he’s starting to get. He wasn’t going to admit the weakness, but if he can frame it as a favor, that’s acceptable.

Julian goes along in the interest of Garak’s health. “You’re right, this is hardly worth bothering with, but I appreciate you helping me out anyway.”

24th century medical technology means Garak could easily be back at work the next day with no discomfort. Any doctor would know that. 

One particular doctor doesn’t see the need to mention that at any point over the next three days he spends following the tailor around, taking over any task that might stress Garak’s wrists as they ‘fully recover’.

Purely in the interest of his physical well-being. Everyone knew how dedicated Julian was to his patients. It would be damaging to his reputation as a doctor if he neglected one and Garak healed poorly as a result. 

Ok but I am LOVING the mental image of like. A direct cut from this scene to Julian delicately trimming Garak’s claws and listening to him talk about his latest reading

ssnallygasterss:

If NO ONE ELSE is going to think about the entire Niners crew marching into Garak’s shop to be measured and fitted for custom made baseball uniforms then I WILL,

He knows that they’re giving him an out to focus on something other than decrypting messages for a bit, and honestly the uniforms are exceedingly ugly in his professional tailoring opinion (humans and their onesies…), but GOSH darn it the entire station is buzzing with baseball fever and it’s infectious. He even ran into Colonel Kira practicing her swing, made a joke about standing behind her being more dangerous than in front of her, and she laughed.

So he agrees, and I would’ve Loved there to be a scene where Garak’s sitting in the stands next to Rom just to politely watch how everything goes down. (“Just so I can see the fruits of my labor in the correct historical context, of course!”) And maybe he sabotages a Vulcan pitch once, it’s fine.

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brobotsbro:

next transformers continuity i want the autobots to accidentally out themselves to earth when they realize the probe they just shook the dust off of has cameras and one day NASA wakes up to find that opportunity rover’s back online and the first thing it recorded was a giant robot saying β€œwell, fuck”

I want this to be Ironhide. But alternatively

Optimus

Gentle Dad Bot just wanted to wipe off that poor abandoned rover. The first thing humanity sees of Optimus is this bigass robot lightly patting Opportunity and saying β€œThere you go, all clean. Oh, it started working? Ratchet look, he’s alive! :D”

this is so cute Γ³wΓ²

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Optimus becomes a meme long before he ever reaches earth.

The leaked video becomes widely known as Metal Jesus welcomes Oppy to robot heaven or something similar.

If there is a Decepticon attack and Oppy is damaged, Megatron will be globally known as Metal Satan, and the millennials and gen Z’s will be mobilized against him before he ever sets foot on the planet.

ALTERNATELY

The Autobots bring Oppy onto their ship to help take care of him. He’s a curious little guy! Always rolling around and picking up random objects to examine.

He quickly captures everyone’s sparks.

Meanwhile the techs back at NASA are freaking out because they get to virtually explore an alien spaceship and EVERYTHING IS AMAZING!

I’m love this

β€œMetal Jesus” - there has never been a better description of Optimus ever

@theotherguysride​

The little rover is so fragile, to a being who is used to the cold void of space, to the hostile radiations and dust clouds and ice storms between worlds.

What’s curious about this little machine is that it’s *built*. A civilization prodding gently at the secrets of their own solar system.

Optimus is *charmed and delighted* by the little thing, sending all it’s data back. Curious and gentle and it’s not really a *pet* so much as a companion. He speaks to it in its language all the time, as if it *is* a pet yes, but also.

Optimus Prime is a politician and a master of diplomacy. He’s absolutely gleefully monitoring all the internet data traffic that he can get his servos on, about this little robot and the joy of the people who built it.

This is his chance to be soft, and gentle with a fledgling species. To learn about them and their great history, no more than a single blink of Primus’ eye.

The Autobots tend to think that Optimus is kind of strange sometimes, but they do indulge him because more often than not, he’s *correct* in his strange actions.

And when they do make contact with Earth. It’s via that little robot and its friends, the ones they’ve plucked out of the dirt and ice, to be gently restored to functionality, their power sources rebuilt and their instruments retuned and their data transmission clearer than ever.

And they sing the little robot happy birthday, because it’s tradition and because this little ambassador deserves to be honored. Hello, Earth, Optimus says, his voice deep and gentle as he kneels before the little thing. β€œWe’re the Autobots, and it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

(It’s not gentle, there’s plenty of bullshit in politics, but Optimus understands the politics and the people and how the two are not the same. The politicians are offered cool professionalism. The public is offered their honesty and personality and joy.)

Nasa, collectively, loses its shit.

And Opportunity sings itself Happy Birthday to a deep chorus of voices raised in the same kind of giddy exploratory love as the people who built the little drone.

(Someday, Opportunity and Curiosity will wobble their shaky way to their feet, beeping and squeaking and figuring out their voices, to say β€œI love you” to the people who have loved them first.)

Excuse me while I quietly implode from the wholesome

@jurassic-parkranger

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