[Fanfic] ST Mar del Plata - Episode 2: The Property of Men
Hi everyone! Today I post the second episode of my fanfic, as I state before, I recommend to read it on AO3 instead, and also it will be five in total episode which I have in mind.
I hope you like it, comments and opinions are appreciated.
Captain's Log, Stardate 67496: The USS Mar del Plata has been requested to conduct negotiations with a ferengi merchant named Wisk, owner of one of the top one hundred most profitable franchises in all of Ferenginar. He is the current owner of a natural satellite. Culturally, moons represent the ultimate achievement for a Ferengi businessman, much like owning a skyscraper or acquiring an island was during humanity's Industrial Age.
Starfleet is interested in establishing an outpost in that moon, including a mining and refinery laboratory, as this natural satellite possesses iridium deposits that could be vital for maintaining ships near this system in the event of an emergency.
Wisk has proven to be the legitimate owner of the moon, recognized as such by nearby alien civilizations, so we have no choice but to respect his property. We assume Wisk does not know the true value of what he owns and merely holds it as a symbol of status and a display of vanity.
Captain Mark Epsilon, Commander Antos, and Security Chief David welcomed him in the transporter room.
"What a polished and pale place!" said the Ferengi, Wisk.
"Greetings," the captain said. "Starfleet is eager to negotiate the placement of a laboratory, along with an outpost, on the moon you own."
"I am glad you are no longer trying to claim sovereignty over something that isn't yours. I would also like to know what this proposed outpost will look like."
"Well, we have some prefabricated spheres in the shuttlebay if you'd like to see them. But first, setting aside our scheduled meeting for a moment, we would like to invite you to a banquet featuring the finest delicacies of Ferenginar straight from our replicator. It would be a pleasure to have you evaluate the authenticity of their flavors."
"Oh! I see you know the 214th Rule of Acquisition quite well!"
"I am not familiar with the Rules of Acquisition."
"So it's a coincidence then? Because the two hundred and fourteenth rule states: 'Never begin a negotiation on an empty stomach.'"
"In that case, I hope your 'stomach' is no longer 'empty' after we eat."
"Well, thank you..." he replied, looking a bit confused.
David found the situation amusing; Commander Antos, not so much.
The four of them made their way to the turbolift while Wisk observed how many women were working on the ship, including Hecate, who was in charge of the transporter room.
"Shuttlebay." the commander ordered inside the turbolift.
"And how many women... 'work' on this ship?" Wisk asked.
"All of them." David replied.
"Very funny. I meant how many human females are on this ship."
"I haven't really counted, but last time I checked the stats, I'd say about 52%. Does that figure interest you for some reason?"
"The truth is, Ferenginar has changed in recent years. It's uncomfortable, though... I'm trying to get used to it. At first, I thought it was just some sexual game made up by the previous Grand Nagus, but it's strange to think they can view life the way men do, socially and profit-wise. Do you understand what I mean?"
"In the past, humanity believed women's sports weren't as interesting as men's. I suppose it was about time we realized otherwise, wouldn't you say?" David remarked.
The turbolift doors opened, and the ferengi merchant sighed.
"I don't think it's that difficult for your kind to go against your customs. You wouldn't understand, is not easy for us."
Inside the capsules, several engineers were working, including the ferengi Narad. Wisk slowly approached her, smiling as he drew himself up straight in front of her.
"Is something wrong, Wisk?" David asked.
"As I told you, Commander, I am trying to get used to seeing clothe…
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Hi everyone! Today I post the second episode of my fanfic, as I state before, I recommend to read it on AO3 instead, and also it will be five in total episode which I have in mind.
I hope you like it, comments and opinions are appreciated.
Captain's Log, Stardate 67496: The USS Mar del Plata has been requested to conduct negotiations with a ferengi merchant named Wisk, owner of one of the top one hundred most profitable franchises in all of Ferenginar. He is the current owner of a natural satellite. Culturally, moons represent the ultimate achievement for a Ferengi businessman, much like owning a skyscraper or acquiring an island was during humanity's Industrial Age.
Starfleet is interested in establishing an outpost in that moon, including a mining and refinery laboratory, as this natural satellite possesses iridium deposits that could be vital for maintaining ships near this system in the event of an emergency.
Wisk has proven to be the legitimate owner of the moon, recognized as such by nearby alien civilizations, so we have no choice but to respect his property. We assume Wisk does not know the true value of what he owns and merely holds it as a symbol of status and a display of vanity.
Captain Mark Epsilon, Commander Antos, and Security Chief David welcomed him in the transporter room.
"What a polished and pale place!" said the Ferengi, Wisk.
"Greetings," the captain said. "Starfleet is eager to negotiate the placement of a laboratory, along with an outpost, on the moon you own."
"I am glad you are no longer trying to claim sovereignty over something that isn't yours. I would also like to know what this proposed outpost will look like."
"Well, we have some prefabricated spheres in the shuttlebay if you'd like to see them. But first, setting aside our scheduled meeting for a moment, we would like to invite you to a banquet featuring the finest delicacies of Ferenginar straight from our replicator. It would be a pleasure to have you evaluate the authenticity of their flavors."
"Oh! I see you know the 214th Rule of Acquisition quite well!"
"I am not familiar with the Rules of Acquisition."
"So it's a coincidence then? Because the two hundred and fourteenth rule states: 'Never begin a negotiation on an empty stomach.'"
"In that case, I hope your 'stomach' is no longer 'empty' after we eat."
"Well, thank you..." he replied, looking a bit confused.
David found the situation amusing; Commander Antos, not so much.
The four of them made their way to the turbolift while Wisk observed how many women were working on the ship, including Hecate, who was in charge of the transporter room.
"Shuttlebay." the commander ordered inside the turbolift.
"And how many women... 'work' on this ship?" Wisk asked.
"All of them." David replied.
"Very funny. I meant how many human females are on this ship."
"I haven't really counted, but last time I checked the stats, I'd say about 52%. Does that figure interest you for some reason?"
"The truth is, Ferenginar has changed in recent years. It's uncomfortable, though... I'm trying to get used to it. At first, I thought it was just some sexual game made up by the previous Grand Nagus, but it's strange to think they can view life the way men do, socially and profit-wise. Do you understand what I mean?"
"In the past, humanity believed women's sports weren't as interesting as men's. I suppose it was about time we realized otherwise, wouldn't you say?" David remarked.
The turbolift doors opened, and the ferengi merchant sighed.
"I don't think it's that difficult for your kind to go against your customs. You wouldn't understand, is not easy for us."
Inside the capsules, several engineers were working, including the ferengi Narad. Wisk slowly approached her, smiling as he drew himself up straight in front of her.
"Is something wrong, Wisk?" David asked.
"As I told you, Commander, I am trying to get used to seeing clothe…
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