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My personal headcanon why Miles O’Brien—an enlisted crewman, not a commissioned officer—was assigned as the de facto chief engineer of DS9 is that, while idealists like Picard sure believed all the stuff about the importance of Sisko’s mission and preparing Bajor for Federation membership, the decisionmakers at Starfleet Command either assumed Sisko’s efforts would be in vain, or that his assignment and that of his crew to DS9 would be temporary—the cleanup crew, so to speak.

So, whom do they send? A commander (no captain!) who spent the last three years as a backbencher at Utopia Planitia Yards, a doctor graduate so fresh out of the academy, the ink on his MD diploma hasn’t dried yet; and an excess CPO from the flagship because he’s the only engineer anyone is willing to spare. Conveniently, Bajor’s provisional government will provide the XO, and the goo cop is unwilling to leave so they’ll keep him around.

Fully expecting to replace 90% of the crew once the rubble has been cleared out and the station is repaired sufficiently to provide the level of comfort a more senior CO would expect, Starfleet deploys Sisko. And what do you know, on his first day on the job, he is anointed King Messiah, makes first contact with a nearly omnipotent alien culture, and discovers the a unique space-time anomaly with unprecedented astrogeopolitical implications.

The hell with it! They can’t exactly dispatch the man now, can they? No good upsetting the locals by transferring Space Jesus back to Mars. So much for the temporary crew! So they try to save face, congratulate him on his successes, and offer to send a better crew his way. A lieutenant commander for an XO, an engineer with the reputation of a Leah Brahms or the experience of a Geordi LaForge. It’s a new frontier after all!

But Sisko politely tells them where they can shove it, and that is how I imagine Deep Space 9 came to enjoy the many talents of one lowly enlisted Chief Petty Officer, the one and only Miles O’Brien, for a chief engineer.

Crimson Shadow spoilers. This is just too funny not to share XD This book is a delight.

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“Garak,” Picard said, “I cannot be involved in the removal of the democratically elected leader of another government—”

“No?” Garak looked disappointed. “Why, Captain—you’re no fun at all.” He sniffed. “Sisko would have been willing.”

“Yes, well—I’m not Benjamin Sisko.”

Garak gave a measureless smile. “Indeed, no! No, you’re not! But you need not trouble yourself. I believe that I may yet be able to persuade the castellan to fall upon her sword.” He gestured around the room. “You have merely provided the setting for the crime, Captain. Fear not. Someone else will commit it.”

“You know that I’d like to believe that,” said Picard. “But you’re not that persuasive, Ambassador Garak.”

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