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attempting to engineer new things doesn't always end well

Who: Ezri Dax and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Caprine
When: 6/5

[Awhile back, she'd toyed with the idea of building a replicator in the hopes of making clothes and more palatable food available to the fleet. And it had taken since about then for Ezri to find all the parts she would need. It might not be incredibly efficient at first but she could improve it gradually once she finished.

Off and on over a couple weeks, she worked at it in the cargo bay and, today, she turns on her communicator with a smile.]

I've been working on a little project lately and I should finish today, I thought I'd share my progress.

[She sets it down, tilted towards the device she's working on and gets back to work. About ten minutes later there's a loud BANG and the immediate area starts filling with smoke. She's quick to smother the cause and then mutters a curse.]

I've been a scientist and and engineer- that should have worked.

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[Definitely helps.]

Not really. We'll fight if we have to but we try to be... above that? If we can.

I understand. You mostly exist for peace, no? That is...a noble duty to have.

We try to. The entire point of symbiosis among our culture is to learn and understand more, to experience new things. We can't exactly avoid war but we aren't go to seek it out.

That sounds like quite the wonderful way to learn. That way, nothing ever gets lost, memory is a living thing then. It can't really die or be forgotten. It's...very nice.

[He nods.]

Good. War never leads to anything good, if you can avoid it, it is the best course of action.

And none of us are ever really forgotten, we live on in our symbiont.

[She feels like he'd manage in Starfleet pretty well. Not entirely sure what he'd do though.]

It doesn't but sometimes they give us no choice.

I am glad for that. To think, hundreds of years from now, you can still live on in someone else. That means that beautiful smile of yours will never be forgotten, hmm?

[Anything with diplomacy. He's got a Grade A in calming moody royals down. ]

No. Sometimes, it is the only option left. A shame, but that's how it is.

[Her cheeks go a little pink.] I hope the next Dax inherits that. Everyone says they can see Jadzia in my eyes.

[They could use more diplomats.]

It really is a shame. So many good people end up lost.

[Oh, how he adores that. ] Truly? Then they are fortunate to have such lovely eyes carried onward.

[The charming will never stop, but at least it's genuine. ]

It truly is.

[Did he want the blush to stay? Because it is.] At least I know they're lovely.

[It'll just make her sad he's a candle.]

[Yes. Yes he does. ] Oh yes, they are très jolis. I could look at them all day and never tired of them.

[Oh good because the blush probably won't fade for awhile now.] I don't think I've ever heard anyone say that before.

No? [He sounds genuinely surprised by this. ] That is practically a crime. I will have to make up for it by letting you know every day.

[He's not even kidding. She will get that message in her inbox now every damn day without fail, ]

[She's never going to stop blushing, is she?] That's a big task to take on.

[Not if he has anything to do with it, nope.]

Ah, but one I will take diligently, Mon étoile. You are worth it.

[Just a soft laugh.]

You're going to be very busy then.

I promise you, it will be worth every second.

I'll be sure to save every message.

Aww, you will?

What kind of person would I be if I didn't? Besides, I might need a quick moodboost one day.

Then I am happy my efforts may go to boosting your mood and keeping that beautiful smile alive.

[He's too sweet.]

If I ever leave the fleet, I'll have to leave a note promising to keep smling.

It will be a sad day when you leave, mon étoile, but I am glad for that.

You give me too much credit, I think. I'm glad to hear I'd be missed though. It's always nice to realize you made an impact.

I don't think you get enough enough. And of course! I would miss you very much.

[Probably more than he'd be willing to really admit. ]

I would miss you too.

[Also more than she'd be ready to admit.]

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