



At oh eight hundred hours, station time, the Romulan Empire formally declared war against the Dominion.
It’s him, isn’t it? That despicable tailor. You don’t want to leave because you’re waiting for him? Garak promised me that he would come back.
“I sat down at the end of the bar instead of going to my usual place on the second level. I wasn’t sure how long I wanted to stay; I just had to get out of the crowd and a grip on my feelings. I was in a dangerous mood.
Ever since that ridiculous holosuite program, I thought. The spy game. Well, of course it’s a game. It’s all a game. But it’s not a holosuite program. And yet, the moment Julian wounded me with his ridiculous weapon, everything changed. I thought it was a magnificent moment. He showed me that he had the spine to play the game as it ought to be played. But why then did he back off? Why couldn’t he go beyond that moment? Why did our relationship end?” — A Stitch In Time (DS9 novel) by Andrew Robinson
I’m not going to end the strike unless you meet our demands.
Your link to the Solids won’t last. You will always be an outsider.
I know you do. If I were in your position I’d probably be just as ready to throw everything away for the person I love. But I would also want to be sure that I was ready to pay the price.
I suppose your gods aren’t as cryptic as ours.