My security office is the tidiest place on the entire station. No offense to the Starfleet officers in OPS, but sometimes, the sense for order gets lost up there. I know how to keep myself busy without causing a mess. Even on quiet days, as rare as they are. Sometimes, I just sit here and watch the promenade through my door. Study people, analyze them, memorize certain ways of moving or body language. It can be extremly helpful in criminal investigations to know such routines. Humanoids are not all alike; different species give away lies and half truths differently. Bolians never really blush, for example, while it only takes a strategically placed comment about a suspected white lie to make a Kobheerian blush pink and confess crimes he only heard about.
There is only one thing all humanoids have in common. They all remind me that I am not like them. That all I can do is immitate them, act like them, talk like them, pretend to be them. But in the end, I will always be the fraud, and they will always live the true life.
2 - Benjamin Sisko - Endless Skies (VNV Nation)
How many shades of white are there?
I don't know. Everything around me is white. And wherever I turn my head, it is different, not exactly the same, and I'm unable to say what sets it apart from another white. If it is brighter, smoother, whiter-than-white.
I have lost all sense of time. I just keep staring into the white, trying to understand it. I'm not sure why. But it doesn't matter. For the first time in my life, I really am. I just am. And I know, somewhen it will all make perfect sense to me. The white, the why, my own existance. I have all the time in the world to figure it out. Time is all I have, and time doesn't even matter. For now.
3 - Kira Nerys/Dukat - Little Red Riding Hood (Ultima Thule)
If I have to go through just one more briefing with this self-absorbed madman, I'll freak. I know I'll freak. May the station go up in flames, may the wrath of the Prophets come over me, I won't care. I'll just kick his ugly scaly face and I won't stop before it lost really any resemblance to the statue I'm sure he set for himself on Cardassia Prime.
The way he looks at me. The way he talks to me. The way he acts like we were friends. He knows damn well that we will never be friends. He thinks because I like Ziyal, and Ziyal likes him, I automatically like him, too. That's such a twisted logic. I have always hated him and I always will. He can act like he deeply cares about the love of the Bajoran people all he wants. I know the real him. When he smiles his fake smile at me, the disguise can't hide the teeth of a predator.
4 - Damar - Destillat (Das Ich)
I was so proud when my firstborn joined the military. A true son of Cardassia; willing to live and to die for his world. Cardassia, a world worth living in and a world worth dying for. Proud, free, strong, respected, with a long history and a rich culture. Cardassia never begged. Cardassia never asked. Cardassia took.
This was Cardassia.
This was yesterday.
I was so proud when Cardassia signed the alliance contract with the Dominion. A true act of foresight and military genius. While the entire quadrant shivered in fear of the unknown, Cardassia joined forces with the unknown; made fear their ally. No-one considered there would be a price to pay. Even less that this price would be our freedom and our pride; the very things we seeked to protect. Cardassia was taken.
This is Cardassia.
This is today.
But I know there is a better world on the bottom of this bottle.
5 Weyoun - Touched by Jesus (Killing Miranda)
I do not understand them, these alpha quadrant inhabitants. I really don't, but I'm good at acting like I do. I smile and nod and tell them what they want to hear. But in the end, they are merely insects. Interesting in their own way, but so undefined in their purpose. They tell me - whenever they get the chance, actually - that my faith is a farce; that my gods are not truly divine.
But I believe it is nothing but envy. They pray and sacrifice and worship and hope, and their gods never answer. They analyze and philosophize and wonder what their purpose is, and they envy me because I do have this answer; because my gods told me exactly why I was created, the way I am. Every species I made contact with worshipped some higher power, yet none of them has ever had any contact with it. They all ask Why am I? Who created me?" in their prayers and religious books. I have my answer. All they have is envy.
And sometimes, I pity them a bit.
6 - Julian Bashir/Jadzia Dax - Pretty in Casket (Blitzkid)
As a doctor, I should be able to deal better with death than most others. But that is what 'most others' think. Oh yes, I know. You've heard that a million times. A doctor saying 'I know, I should be able to deal with it if I lose a patient, but this is different'. To tell the truth, it always is. It's nothing but an urban legend that you deal better with death just because you took medical classes.
It's such a paradox. She lived seven lifetimes. And now it's me feeling like I lost her seven times.
7 - Thot Gor - From Hell They Came (Misfits)
They don't understand. Not now. Not later. They don't need to. They are just tools.
There is a storm coming. They don't know who they have summoned. It doesn't matter.
It all is just part of a bigger picture, and those trying to figure it out are blind.
The Confederacy is the eye of the storm, the grey between the black and white.
8 - Quark - Crying on a Saturday Night (Michale Graves)
Quark, can you change the decorations of the bar - NOW? You know the celebrations of the Bajoran Gratitude Festival are beginning in a few hours, you should have been done with that yesterday!"
No, no, no, you got it all wrong! The banner is upside down, and you can't serve Tulaberry Wine in THESE glasses! Ambassador Troi would be deeply insulted by such obvious mistakes!"
If you don't want a fight to break out within the first ten minutes of the ceremony, I suggest you better get REAL Bloodwine. The quality of your replicated... liquid... is a dishonor!"
Brother? Why aren't you at the reception? I thought you, umm, you were doing the catering?"
I didn't feel like going."
But... brother... Captain Sisko asked you to come! It's an important event!"
Important to whom?"
Everyone! It's a celebration of the many cultures on Deep Space Nine!"
No, Rom. Only the popular cultures."
What do you mean, brother?"
Nothing, Rom. Go, have fun. Just... leave me alone, will you?"
9 - Brunt - People hate me (Murderdolls)
People tend to take it very personal when I show up. They don't realize that it is a job I have to do. Though, yes, I admit, I love my job. I really do. I enjoy the feeling I have after a hard day's work; the knowledge I have done something of importance; to uphold the culture, traditions and most of all economy of my world.. And yes, I do like to see fear and envy in the eyes of those I liquidate. Pesky creatures. They always underestimate the FCA. But nothing escapes me, nothing. In the end, I win. Winning comes with the job, too. It doesn't matter if people like me. Shall they hate me, if they only fear me. I like the power that comes with the job.
It makes me feel like god.
10 - Damar - Sentinel (VNV Nation)
The Vorta was in some meeting with the female shapeshifter and those damn Breen when I arrived in the command center. As usual, I was not informed about their briefing, and since they didn't want or need me there, I took the chance to catch some air on the streets.
The sky was deep red, dry heat emerging from the asphalt of the streets. But somehow, the capital seemed different to me that day. It was the people. Cardassians, wherever I turned my eyes. And they were looking down to the ground. All of them. Broken pride, shattered dreams of glory, unfulfilled promises of greatness.
I slowly looked up, to where the sun reflected blindingly in the copper spikes on the central command building's roof. That was how Cardassia should be. Standing strong, proud, free, only challenged by the stars self. And that was the moment when a part of me decided to blow up the damn cloning facility. To set a sign, pave the road back home to my Cardassia, so one day, they would all be able to raise their heads with pride again.