Icon by @ThatSpookyAgent. Call me Tir or Julian. 37. He/They. Queer. Twitter: @tirlaeyn. ao3: tirlaeyn. 18+ Only. Star Trek. The X-Files. Sandman. IwtV. OMFD. Definitionless in this Strict Atmosphere.
In northern Turkey, water buffalo roam the wetlands & pick up frogs. Clever marsh frogs figured out that the hairy beasts attract flies, so they jump onto their backs to hunt down bugs. Researchers visited the Kizilirmak Delta near the Black Sea in 2012. Within a week, they recorded 10 individual buffalo carrying teams of frogs, each group numbering up to 27.
A stray cat has found its way onto the station, Odo threatens to exterminate it if nobody will adopt it, so Bashir volunteers because he doesn't want the cat to die. He realises he is really bad at taking care of the cat because he's working all the time so he asks Garak to care for it. Garak begrudgingly agrees because he wants to do something nice for Jullian.
The cat takes a liking to Garak and starts hanging around his shop. Garak starts to like the cat more and more because it's quiet and really warm when it sleeps on his lap. He even sets up a little cat bed for it beside his sewing machine and Garak and Bashir get to have some fluff after one of Jullians shifts because the cat has brought them closer together.
I am pretty certain I have spoken about Blue Shoulders in one of these WIP things before, so it might seem familiar.
Some visiting Cardassians from Dukat’s ship are shocked and appalled at the goings-on between Julian and Garak (whom they are observing from across the bar at Quark’s). The youngest one is particularly scandalised to learn that Starfleet medical and science uniforms used to have blue shoulders and that Bashir would have been wearing such a uniform whilst flirting with Garak for YEARS. Right in public.
“Exactly. Do you know what their uniforms used to look like?”
“No…”
“Blue.”
“The whole thing?”
“Worse. Only their shoulders.”
“That’s obscene!”
“Isn’t it? And the CMO used to sit with the tailor flaunting them. Just like he’s doing now. And the tailor wouldn’t even avert his eyes. Just goaded him into an argument as if they weren’t in the middle of a public venue.”
“No! But how could the tailor…in public! I mean, even him…
Everyone should have a tiny chicken in their home they just walk up to you and stand there in your way and look at you with their little chicken eyes and im just like wow fantastic 10/10 five stars, can i have your autograph?
Okay I actually have a personal headcanon about this and it’s that Thor, being the God of Thunder (and also lightning), you know, that dude who routinely has lightning just casually run through his body, doesn’t have a computer because electronic mail is a thing which can literally just come to him, personally, via the electricity that passes through his body on the regular.
Which would make sending an email to Thor something like sending a letter to Santa as a kid, you just kind of fling the email out there to whatever address you think might get to Thor, and it will.
If you think this won’t work, I point you to the term God, and say, totally, it will. He’s not a dude loosely associated with this thing, he’s the God of it.
So he can get on WiFi?
Yes.
This does also imply that Thor by extension innately understands binary because it’s a dialect of positive and negative charge, which presumably then implies Thor’s the person who is best-placed to communicate with inorganic/artificial beings whose primary language is binary.
I never would have guessed that Thor and C-3P0 both would have spoken the binary language of load lifters, very similar to your vaporators in most respects!
HOW DARE YOU BURY THIS SENTIMENT IN THE TAGS
Considering the origin of the name Bluetooth, I think it’s probably more correct to say that Bluetooth is Thor-enabled.
