Lets see Sisko’s combadge
Why don’t you cool it with the anti-Bajoran remarks
There is an idea of a Elim Garak; some kind of abstraction. But there is no real me: only an entity, something illusory. And though I can hide my cold gaze, and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable… I simply am a tailor.
When I get to Worf’s place, I use the keys I took from his pocket. There is a moment of sheer panic when I realize that Worf’s quarters overlook the Promenade and is obviously more expensive than mine. I calm myself and move into the bedroom, where I find his suitcase and start to pack.
You know what would be weird?
Having Garak as your uncle and your mom sends you to him to spend every waking moment with him for a week.
It would either be one of several outcomes … either he’s the weirdest relative you have, the scariest person you ever met or one of the coolest people you’ll ever know.
That’s the Garak rule, you never get to really know what he could be up to next.
But he was very different to Dukat’s daughter.
Oh hey, more Spice and Wolf fans!
