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[en!fic] ST:DS9/LWD – alt!Garak/Bashir – PG | Let's grow old together [16]
Title: Let's grow old together
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malurette
Fandoms: Star Trek: Deep Space 9/Lower Decks
Characters/Pairing: alternate!Garak/alternate holo!Bashir
Rating: PG / K+
Disclaimer: Rodenberry, Piller, Berman, McMahan, etc
LWD s5e9!!
Word count: 250 (part 16/16?)
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The first Bashir hologram had good hair, a young face, a winning smile, and skin paler than his template’s—also, legs skinny but already shorter. And he already was up to date Cardassians, or least one Cardassian.
On Cardassia age is power and respectability. Garak is slightly past his prime and has perfected his game. He doesn’t care about dating, content with performing his tasks to his upmost ability.
(As a young ensign once put it: stab people to life—even though Federation surgeons haven’t used bladed scalpels in centuries, prefering lasers.) Until…
The newer Bashir hologram requested an update on his appearance. Now he looks a bit older with smile lines, a wider forehead, a new uniform—still no longer legs though.
Garak won’t say he’s cuddle-sized but he uses him as such anyway: a not-living, shimmering hot-water bottle.
The rest of his appearance upgrade will require, ah… ‘hacking’ is such an ugly word; creative solutions around his programming.
It makes him look more respectable,
feel more respectable,
look more desirable, at least to his husband.
Usually people choosing cosmetic surgery want to look younger, or a different sex, or a different species; not older, but he’s not usual.
He doesn’t want to be stuck in time. If even Data simulates aging, why not this hologram?
He’s not immune to a catastrophic system failure, to program corruption and degration, sudden erasure, yet chances are, he’ll see Garak grow older. Or maybe he’ll be obsolete before that—who can tell?
Author:
maluretteFandoms: Star Trek: Deep Space 9/Lower Decks
Characters/Pairing: alternate!Garak/alternate holo!Bashir
Rating: PG / K+
Disclaimer: Rodenberry, Piller, Berman, McMahan, etc
LWD s5e9!!
Word count: 250 (part 16/16?)
The first Bashir hologram had good hair, a young face, a winning smile, and skin paler than his template’s—also, legs skinny but already shorter. And he already was up to date Cardassians, or least one Cardassian.
On Cardassia age is power and respectability. Garak is slightly past his prime and has perfected his game. He doesn’t care about dating, content with performing his tasks to his upmost ability.
(As a young ensign once put it: stab people to life—even though Federation surgeons haven’t used bladed scalpels in centuries, prefering lasers.) Until…
The newer Bashir hologram requested an update on his appearance. Now he looks a bit older with smile lines, a wider forehead, a new uniform—still no longer legs though.
Garak won’t say he’s cuddle-sized but he uses him as such anyway: a not-living, shimmering hot-water bottle.
The rest of his appearance upgrade will require, ah… ‘hacking’ is such an ugly word; creative solutions around his programming.
It makes him look more respectable,
feel more respectable,
look more desirable, at least to his husband.
Usually people choosing cosmetic surgery want to look younger, or a different sex, or a different species; not older, but he’s not usual.
He doesn’t want to be stuck in time. If even Data simulates aging, why not this hologram?
He’s not immune to a catastrophic system failure, to program corruption and degration, sudden erasure, yet chances are, he’ll see Garak grow older. Or maybe he’ll be obsolete before that—who can tell?