05-08-2025, 04:14 AM
Deep Space 9 had a lot of things going for it, not all positive. The Cardassian design left behind by the original builders and designers of the station had a perspective on life and culture that it truly took a Cardassian to appreciate. Nevertheless, Torok was assigned to undergo a newly developed therapy that would target certain areas of knowledge previously lost to him from his...lost time. While there will always be remnants, it was nice to know that Star Fleet, while busy with many other things, also had a vested interest in developing technologies that would continue to get him closer to life before...well...before.
The way to the infirmary aboard Deep Space 9 was simply a walk through a bazaar. So many species and cultures all existing together rather spitefully considering the original construction and purpose of the facility. Deep Space 9, while originally constructed to be a stronghold for the Cardassian for the occupation of Bajor, was now an activity hub thriving of not only Bajorans, despite their losses, but of many other species from across the galaxy.
"Computer, display path to the infirmary," Torok said. The computer chimed, and in different tones than the typical LCARS, but nonetheless his way was illuminated.
A proper study of the layout of the station is in order. Unfortunately, the orders indicated that I was to report directly and hastily.
Eventually, he found his way to the infirmary and found the doctor's office. There did seem to be someone sitting at a desk tending to a PADD with good focus. Torok walk to the doorway and cleared his way. While at attention, he reported in for the new procedure.
"Ensign Powl, USS-Titania reporting. I am expected here for a memory procedure."
The way to the infirmary aboard Deep Space 9 was simply a walk through a bazaar. So many species and cultures all existing together rather spitefully considering the original construction and purpose of the facility. Deep Space 9, while originally constructed to be a stronghold for the Cardassian for the occupation of Bajor, was now an activity hub thriving of not only Bajorans, despite their losses, but of many other species from across the galaxy.
"Computer, display path to the infirmary," Torok said. The computer chimed, and in different tones than the typical LCARS, but nonetheless his way was illuminated.
A proper study of the layout of the station is in order. Unfortunately, the orders indicated that I was to report directly and hastily.
Eventually, he found his way to the infirmary and found the doctor's office. There did seem to be someone sitting at a desk tending to a PADD with good focus. Torok walk to the doorway and cleared his way. While at attention, he reported in for the new procedure.
"Ensign Powl, USS-Titania reporting. I am expected here for a memory procedure."