Andrew Robinson and Alexander Siddig wrote a play about Garak and Bashir that they have performed at conventions; now, a fan has obtained a copy and with their permission has transcribed and uploaded it!

I'd do a short where we see a group of Romulans crowded around a grave for a funeral:

He was a good man, a patriot. It's raining. We close in on a woman's face. Kimara Cretak never particularly liked the man, but she had to admit that in life that he had a point; the Dominion was the salvation of the Romulan Empire.

Yes, she had to admit, the Dominion was dangerous, but they were a known quantity. They would be predictably aggressive, unlike the Federation, who couldn't be trusted to follow any code she understood. Perhaps they would sacrifice the Empire to save a minor, inferior system like Betazed or Rigel?

No, it was too great a risk.

The rain beat down on her face as she turned to walk away from her colleague's grave. She headed for the shuttle that would take her back home to Rateg.

"Isn't it something?"

She turned to see a Cardassian on his knees trowling out a river of dirt in the rain next to a headstone; such things were not totally uncommon. In the diaspora since the Dominion had conquered Cardassia, many refugees had sought work on far flung planets. Romulans were pure, but someone needed to tend the gardens.

"I'm sorry," said Cretak, more of an accusation than a question.

"My apologies, Senator. I was just thinking: isn't it something that he died in such a way? Such a patriot deserved better than to be murdered. He saw no battle; he was killed. Killed by people too cowardly altogether to consider allies."

"Mind your tongue, Cardassian."

"As you say, Senator," the gardener demurred.

Cretak paid the impudent Cardassian gardener no mind as she made her way toward her shuttle. And yet, she couldn't help but feel that he was right: the people who had killed Senator Vreenak were cowards.

And something should be done about that.

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