Vote Count 1.3
Far above Odo and Quark's bickering, Worf sits at another table opposite Kasidy Yates. He sips his prune juice with brooding severity.
"Thank you for joining me, Ms. Yates," he intones in his Klingon baritone. "There is an ... awkwardness... to this interview, given your relationship with the Captain. But he has charged me to find the Maquis spies, and given your former association with them, you were the logical person to start with."
"Of course, Worf," Kasidy says. "But I don't think I can help you much. I haven't had any contact with Maquis for a long time."
"I see. And have you encountered any ... former associates around the station?"
"I can't say that I have. If I hear anything I'll let you know."
"Thank you."
Kasidy decides to break the tense silence that follows.
"In the meantime, Ben, Jake and I are planning to play some baseball in the holosuite this weekend. We could use a good, strong pitcher like you. Care to join in?"
"Perhaps another time," the Klingon says. "I would rather not take time for recreation while this threat to the station remains."
"I'm sorry to hear that," Jadzia says, bounding up the spiral staircase to Quark's second level.
"I was hoping we could spar a little," she says flirtatiously. "Blow off some steam. But I guess I'll just have to join Quark's tongo game instead."
Jadzia playfully takes a swig of Worf's prune juice and skips back down the stairs, daring her boyfriend to follow.
faust (2): 2.71828....., UmbrageOfSnow
2.71828..... (2): mcmcsalot, Robz888
shraeye (2): raerae, Jimmmmm
UmbrageOfSnow (1): UncleEurope
Robz888 (1): faust
SpaceAnemone (1): MiX
MiX (1): SpaceAnemone
chickenwarlord (1): ashersky
Jimmmmm (1): Glooble
Not voting (6): LaLight, DatSwan, WestCoastDidds, Shraeye, Awaclus, chickenwarlord
With 18 alive, it takes 10 to lynch most players. Day 1 ends at 8 a.m. forum time on Saturday, March 2.