Deep Space Nine RECAP: 6x14
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Season 6, Episode 14: ‘One Little Ship’
We begin grinning, me and Major Kira both. It is, praise Roddenberry, an Original Series set-up: a Captain and his crew out on a starship, about to send a team of officers venturing into a strange patch of space to do some Scientific Research. Our latest galactic Bermuda Triangle has the fabulously Star Trek feature of shrinking down whatever enters it, runabouts included, a notion that has Nerys unsuccessfully fighting off fits of giggles.
“Major, are you laughing at our investigation of this sub-space anomaly?” Sisko asks, with the voice of a man who fully knows that this shit is hilaaarious.
Nerys rallies and tries to hold it together, but then cracks when she imagines her friends being the size of coffee cups. Listen, everyone on Drink Space 9 eventually just TURNING INTO space bevs would at this point not surprise me at all, so at the very least we can let them go hot tubbing in a raktajino.
Worf’s frown endeepens. “I do not see what is so humorous about being small,” he declares, earning him the immediate and undying service of little Ensign Nog. You have my sword, and my shield.
Sisko tries to get everyone to regain a semblance of cool while they receive a last transmission from the Rubicon, but his efforts are only partially effective given that he’s lolling out of his chair while doing so. Dax’s voice comes on all chipper and profesh, and unfortunately my mind instantly imagined her being the size of a Borrower, and I too lost it.
I AM NERYS
Dax tells Sisko all looks well, casually drops that she’s looking forward to Worf’s poem, and signs off. “I have my own ways of torturing Worf.” - Jadzia Dax, 5x06, and not remotely fucking around.
Sisko, still in business voice, pivots to the sidebar. “Mr. Worf. Poem?”
Turns out Klingons compose poems to commemorate great events, like a good warrior people, and Jadzia just had a feeling this mission was gonna be ONE FOR THE BOOKS. That troll’s got beautiful instincts.
Benjamin, who has been friends with Dax for two lifetimes for a reason, asks Worf to share with the class what he’s written so far. But Worf’s saved by Nog, who pipes up over his stammering with an uncalled for update about the runabout’s progress into the accretion disc. Kira leans in toward Sisko: “Now is it my imagination, or did the kid just cover for him?” Uh, yeah, what are squires for? Saving your bacon in social situations, MOSTLY.
On one of the computer screens, they can see the Rubicon getting smaller.
Beautiful transition is beautiful.
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