Maybe Afshar will use his telekinesis powers to stop the bullets Matrix-style?
Twist: The guns are firing poison darts, but the poison doesn’t work on non-Trovans. Afshar, who’s in front and took all the darts, is pissed because his favorite dress tunic is ruined. Mayhem and hilarity ensue.
Anxiously waiting for the next additions to the mix.
This is like a nail biting cliffhanger…
You’d think they’d’ve noticed the weaponry. Or maybe Starfleet uniforms are made of futuristic textiles that are bulletproof, flexible and yet breathable
I always wanted that for the uniforms, plus self deploying pressure hoods stashed in the collar, and temperature regulating for extreme climates.
For a second I thought the ensign was celebrating, not surrendering in haste.
Shame on you. Don’t you recognize the interstellar Standard symbol for “Touchdown”?
Or maybe she’s trying to block a spike. I dunno from sports.
A glaring policy fault of the UFP is that it’s best acculturated to dealing with political entities similar to what it professes to be: modern, first-world, democratic constitutional republics. Even when the issue presented is not an application for membership as such but what should be negotiation of an internal turmoil, there are unspoken assumptions that turn out to be wrong – especially when a world is being run like Mississippi in the 1950s or some similar kakistocracy.
“Domestic disputes” have killed cops as well as, on larger scales, ruined empires.
Ah, but those in charge always believe themselves to be the best suited for the position!
What is depicted here is what has happened quite a number of times in Earth history. For instance, Sunday, January 22, 1905, when a crowd, armed with a letter to the tsar, was gunned down by the Russian Imperial Guard.
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