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DS9 - I am pretty sure this is not what was intended with this prompt.
Title: 30-Day Cheesy Tropes Challenge - 07. Stuck Someplace Together in Winter
Fandom: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
Genre: Gen
Rating & Warnings: G this part, PG-13 overall?
Words: 268 this part, ?? overall
Disclaimer: I don't own Star Trek: Deep Space Nine.
Summary: Crash-landing on a frozen planet in the middle of a blizzard is bad. But when one of your number is Cardassian...that would be worse.
Author's Notes: More or less, this is me having fun with both the trope and with species differences. I've played up the Cardassian intolerance for cold and the potential reaction to frigid temperatures for the fun of it, although possibly not too much--if room temperature is too cold and a desert planet is "bracing," then I think it's pretty safe to say that this is a species that would not enjoy snow in the slightest.
Julian fired his phaser. His target—a nearby boulder—glowed a sullen red with heat before cooling to a more stable temperature. He replaced the weapon at his belt, then knelt and took Garak by his upper arms and half dragged him to his feet.
"Come on, Garak, stay with me," he urged. "We can't have you shutting down now. Keep moving!"
Garak stared at him dully, his mobile features slack and his eyes glazed. Still, he shuffled his feet a bit more quickly than before, thanks to the added heat from the ring of rocks Julian had built when it had become clear that they wouldn't be leaving this cave in any kind of a hurry.
He resisted the urge to tap his combadge and ask after Jadzia and the Chief's progress with the runabout. The last thing he should do was distract them from their work. Unless they were able to make the necessary repairs soon, it wouldn't just be Garak in trouble. There wasn't a chance his phaser or theirs would outlast this blizzard. When the last charge died. . . .
"All right, just keep it up." He took up one of Garak's hands in his; that it felt cold to his frigid touch was not a good sign. "We're going to get through this together. I promise."
He looked up from their hands just in time to see Garak's lips pull back sluggishly. He smiled back and felt his tense mucles loosen slightly.
"That's it." He pressed his hands together over top of Garak's as, slowly, he led him about the ring. "Just keep moving."
Fandom: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
Genre: Gen
Rating & Warnings: G this part, PG-13 overall?
Words: 268 this part, ?? overall
Disclaimer: I don't own Star Trek: Deep Space Nine.
Summary: Crash-landing on a frozen planet in the middle of a blizzard is bad. But when one of your number is Cardassian...that would be worse.
Author's Notes: More or less, this is me having fun with both the trope and with species differences. I've played up the Cardassian intolerance for cold and the potential reaction to frigid temperatures for the fun of it, although possibly not too much--if room temperature is too cold and a desert planet is "bracing," then I think it's pretty safe to say that this is a species that would not enjoy snow in the slightest.
Julian fired his phaser. His target—a nearby boulder—glowed a sullen red with heat before cooling to a more stable temperature. He replaced the weapon at his belt, then knelt and took Garak by his upper arms and half dragged him to his feet.
"Come on, Garak, stay with me," he urged. "We can't have you shutting down now. Keep moving!"
Garak stared at him dully, his mobile features slack and his eyes glazed. Still, he shuffled his feet a bit more quickly than before, thanks to the added heat from the ring of rocks Julian had built when it had become clear that they wouldn't be leaving this cave in any kind of a hurry.
He resisted the urge to tap his combadge and ask after Jadzia and the Chief's progress with the runabout. The last thing he should do was distract them from their work. Unless they were able to make the necessary repairs soon, it wouldn't just be Garak in trouble. There wasn't a chance his phaser or theirs would outlast this blizzard. When the last charge died. . . .
"All right, just keep it up." He took up one of Garak's hands in his; that it felt cold to his frigid touch was not a good sign. "We're going to get through this together. I promise."
He looked up from their hands just in time to see Garak's lips pull back sluggishly. He smiled back and felt his tense mucles loosen slightly.
"That's it." He pressed his hands together over top of Garak's as, slowly, he led him about the ring. "Just keep moving."