Sunday, June 15, 2008
Ro Laren's Boyfriend (Part One)
Guest Poster: Ro Laren
I'm having to be very careful and discreet about my new boyfriend.
He's a Cardassian.
Yes, I know that I'm a Bajoran, and we are supposed to be mortal enemies of them. My race is also supporting the Maquis, who are against them as well.
But love produces some strange alliances. Ever since Vorak and I met in the Superdeluxe Starfleet Restaurant a few months ago, as a result of being matched by the Interstellar Love Dating Agency, the two of us have being seeing each other very slyly.
As yet, I haven't told anyone. If they found out, I would be ostracised by my fellow Bajoran people, and the Maquis would not send me their yearly calendar.
However, I don't think I can keep all this inside me any longer. I've got to tell someone. The only person I can confide in is Guinan in Ten Forward.
"Are you crazy, honey?" is Guinan's response when I tell her the whole story during a time when she has a break from serving, "Do you know what sort of problems that will cause?"
To be honest, I expected a little more understanding!
"Look, Ro." she continues in a softer tone, "You've got to tread carefully in this situation. A lot of people from various races would keen to exploit the situation if they found out. Can you be sure that Vorak isn't just trying to establish a relationship to get information from you?"
"I'm sure." I reply to Guinan, "I just needed to share my secret with someone else. Promise you won't tell anyone?"
"I promise, Ro." she answers, "Though no one is too fond of Cardassians, this friend of yours sounds alright. As the Representative to Earth, I think he has sympathies towards the Federation."
"I think so, too." I tell her, "Anyway, Vorak and I are going for a dinner date at the Galaxy Restaurant Italiano tonight.
A few hours later, I am in a discreet corner of the restaurant. It's the part where people usually go when they are there with someone they shouldn't be. Nowadays, they have a whole section cordoned off for that. It's called the IMA, or Illicit Meetings Area. People go in there and a holoscreen protects others from seeing them, even those in the next table.
After a half an hour, I'm still waiting for Vorak.
If he's stood me up, he'll be for the high jump. That's nothing to do with the Galactic Olympics, either.
The waiter comes up with some wine that I have ordered.
He looks pityingly at me, as he thinks I have been jilted.
"Err...have you seen a Mr Vorak." I ask.
"Is he a Cardassian, madam?" he replies.
"Yes he is?" I answer quickly, "Have you seen him?"
"Yes, madam." he answers, "I regret to inform you that a Cardassian entered these premises about fort minutes ago, but was apphrended by the group of people known as the Maquis. I believe they were taking him in for questioning."
Now I've got a problem. How do I release my boyfriend out of the clutches of my friends in the Maquis?
To be continued.....
As I'm going to Oxford and then Royal Ascot racecourse, the second part of this story will not be published until Wednesday...that is if the Scheduled Posts work!