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#1 - Wysłana: 27 Sier 2015 20:34:32
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Temat wykiełkował podczas rozmowy, z miłościwie panującym Q, a dotyczył on będzie wszelkiej maści relaunchów naszych kochany seriali.

Oglądamy odcinki, za odcinkami zżywając się z postaciami naszych seriali, jednak przychodzi ta chwila i ten dzień kiedy produkcja ulega zakończeniu. Historia na ekranie uległa zakończeniu, jednak nie musimy się rozstawać z naszymi bohaterami. Szczególnie, że jak mawiał mój profesor od historii ta nigdy nie ma swojego początku i końca ona trwa. Tak też trwa dalsza przygoda naszych bohaterów, którzy ożywają na kartach książek.

W sumie w ramach ciągu dalszego powstało:
- ENT 8 książek w latach 2155-2165
- TOS brak
- TNG 18 książek 2379-2385
- DS9 33 książki 2376-2385
- VOY 11 książek 2378-2382

jak widać jest co czytać. Akcja i historia idzie do przodu dzieje się sporo. Otwieram temat i zapraszam do rozmowy. Na końcu może wyjdzie z tego nawet jakiś zgrabny artykuł.
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#2 - Wysłana: 27 Sier 2015 20:37:45 - Edytowany przez: Q__
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#3 - Wysłana: 27 Sier 2015 21:05:45
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Poniekąd brak, acz różnie można zapatrywać się na powieści osadzone w tzw. Lost Years..

z Tosowymi książkami to jest bałagan na kołach. Wydawane masowo przez lata, nikt tego nawet nie starał się koordynować. Formalnie jednak, relanuchu nie ma.

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jeszcze mamy

amerykański fandom zalicza jeszcze Star Trek Titan oraz New Frontier

http://en.memory-alpha.wikia.com/wiki/Star_Trek:_T itan
http://memory-beta.wikia.com/wiki/Star_Trek%3A_Tit an
http://pl.memory-alpha.wikia.com/wiki/Star_Trek:_T itan

http://pl.memory-alpha.wikia.com/wiki/Star_Trek_Ne w_Frontier
http://en.memory-alpha.wikia.com/wiki/Star_Trek:_N ew_Frontier
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#4 - Wysłana: 27 Sier 2015 21:50:27
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mozg_kl2

mozg_kl2:
Wydawane masowo przez lata, nikt tego nawet nie starał się koordynować.

Niemniej powstały jakieś tam fanowskie (i nawet oficjalne, tworzone przez wydawnictwo) chronologie porządkujące to. Jak się chce, da się na upartego to uładzić.

mozg_kl2:
amerykański fandom zalicza jeszcze Star Trek Titan oraz New Frontier

No bo Titan to jest jakby naturalny następca TNG (wiadomo, znana scena przekazania sztafety z NEM), a znów New Frontier (ile razy zachwalałem?) zanim się komukolwiek śniło o HF czy REN postrzegany był jako nowa seria ST, wysunięta w przyszłość kontynuacja tegoż świata (o statusie kultowości +/- takim, jak TT w SW). Potem nałożenie się literackiego słabowania samego Davida (usprawiedliwionego, miał kłopoty zdrowotne) i wysypu coraz lepszych fanprodukcji przyćmilo gwiazdę tej serii, ale chyba nie definitywnie. Wróciła w tym roku trylogią...
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#5 - Wysłana: 8 Paź 2015 16:27:18 - Edytowany przez: Q__
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#6 - Wysłana: 10 Lis 2015 07:53:34
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Recenzja "Sacraments of Fire", z DS9 relaunch tym razem:
http://trekclivos79.blogspot.com/2015/11/igniting- blaze-with-sacraments-of-fire.html

(Jak wspominałem - Sisko teraz własnym Galaxy lata.)
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#7 - Wysłana: 12 Lis 2015 20:51:22
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Tym razem o "A Choice of Futures" z cyklu ENT relaunch, z podcyklu "Rise of the Federation":
http://trekclivos79.blogspot.com/2015/11/returning -to-enterprise-that-isnt.html
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#8 - Wysłana: 11 Gru 2015 23:22:25 - Edytowany przez: Q__
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Recenzja powieści "Uncertain Logic" z cyklu ENT relaunch, z podcyklu "Rise of the Federation":
http://trekclivos79.blogspot.com/2015/12/what-woul d-you-choose-with-uncertain.html

(Mav, zwracam Twoją uprzejmą uwagę na fakt, że - jeśli wierzyć Recenzentowi - Trek, nawet ENT, potrafi nadal mówić na ważne i aktualne tematy, jeśli znajduje się w dobrych rękach i jest umiejętnie prowadzony.)
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#9 - Wysłana: 13 Sty 2016 13:54:41
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No i szykuje się kolejna powieść DS9 relaunch - "Ascendance":
http://www.startrek.com/article/captain-kira-nerys -the-focus-of-new-ds9-novel-ascendance

(Potencjalnie miodzio, bo kirocentryczna.)
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#10 - Wysłana: 19 Sty 2016 07:05:52
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#11 - Wysłana: 27 Sty 2016 09:06:54 - Edytowany przez: Q__
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SKoST recenzuje parodystyczny "ósmy sezon" TNG, czyli "Warped":
http://trekclivos79.blogspot.com/2016/01/how-world -was-warped.html

Z recenzji dowiedziałem się o twitterowym koncie Mike'a McMahana, autora "Warped", od którego zaczęła się cała idea "ósmego sezonu":
https://twitter.com/tng_s8
Polecam, niektóre "streszczenia odcinków" są naprawdę przezabawne.
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#12 - Wysłana: 29 Sty 2016 14:50:08
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#13 - Wysłana: 16 Lut 2016 15:16:57 - Edytowany przez: Q__
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Recenzje:
- "Atonement"
http://trekclivos79.blogspot.com/2016/02/beyers-at onement-continues-voyager-story.html
- "A Pocket Full of Lies"
http://trekcore.com/blog/2016/02/review-voyager-a- pocket-full-of-lies/

Korrd, sądzę, że w/w powieści mogą być w Twoim guście - ponoć ich autorka doskonale wychwyciła i wzmocniła to co najlepsze w VOY.
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#14 - Wysłana: 10 Mar 2016 17:49:57
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#15 - Wysłana: 30 Kwi 2016 15:42:10
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#16 - Wysłana: 9 Maj 2016 21:29:24 - Edytowany przez: Q__
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Współautorka bloga SKoST rozmawiała z Kirsten Beyer:
http://trekclivos79.blogspot.com/2016/05/voyagers- bold-pioneer-kirsten-beyer.html

(Co ciekawe pojawia się tam również wątek religii w ST.)
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#17 - Wysłana: 30 Cze 2016 20:25:17 - Edytowany przez: Q__
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Recenzja powieści DS9 "Ascendance" Davida R. George'a III:
http://trekclivos79.blogspot.com/2016/06/multi-arc s-are-key-to-ascendance.html

I kolejna, ENT "Live by the Code" (czwartej części cyklu "Rise of the Federation") Christophera L. Bennetta:
http://trekclivos79.blogspot.com/2016/07/just-be-w are-with-bennetts-live-by-code.html
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#18 - Wysłana: 10 Gru 2016 22:09:40
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Zapowiedź powieści DS9 "The Long Mirage" David R. George'a III:
http://www.startrek.com/article/first-look-cover-o f-ds9-the-long-mirage
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#19 - Wysłana: 12 Kwi 2017 18:03:49
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Recenzja
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powieści DS9 "The Long Mirage"

http://trekcore.com/blog/2017/04/review-star-trek- deep-space-nine-the-long-mirage/
(Kapitan Ro Laren, vedek Kira...)
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#20 - Wysłana: 21 Maj 2017 21:44:35 - Edytowany przez: Q__
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Mój ulubieniec, Christopher L. Bennett, w najnowszym tomie "Rise of the Federation" - "Patterns of Interference" bierze się za pośmiertne życie Tripa Tuckera:
http://www.startrek.com/article/admiral-archer-and -section-31-agent-trip-tucker
Jeśli można sugerować się okładką - uczynił zeń w końcu ciekawą postać:


(Nawiasem: ciekawe czy DSC uczyni ukłon w kierunku fanów ENT i gdzieś tam napomknięte zostanie w jakiejś formie, że Trip jednak przeżył?)

ps. Powieść zamawiać można TU:
https://www.amazon.com/dp/1501165704/
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#21 - Wysłana: 19 Wrz 2017 13:48:43 - Edytowany przez: Q__
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Recenzja "Rise of the Federation" - "Patterns of Interference" Bennetta:
http://trekcore.com/blog/2017/09/review-star-trek- enterprise-patterns-of-interference/
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#22 - Wysłana: 6 Lis 2017 23:06:20 - Edytowany przez: Q__
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Garść informacji o Kirsten Beyer:
http://www.startrek.com/article/getting-to-know-ki rsten-beyer

(Ostentacyjnie wrzucam tu, bo wolę o niej myśleć jako o autorce udanych powieści VOY, nie jako o scenarzystce dziwacznego odcinka DSC - tak, "Si Vis Pacem..." jest jej*.)

* Nawiasem: znając jej książki i widząc ten epizod mam wrażenie, że ktoś tam scenarzystom nad głowami stoi z batem w garści i krzyczy: "Głupiej!"
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#23 - Wysłana: 1 Wrz 2018 00:19:50 - Edytowany przez: Q__
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Coś dla nas (i innych fanów J/C):

"STARDATE 56494: JUNE 2379
/.../
"Whatever happened with Captain Leona?" she asked, clearly directing the conversation toward more personal matters as she poured herself another glass of wine.
"Nothing," Chakotay replied. Voyager had briefly rendezvoused with the U.S.S. Osiris while it was under Leona's command, and he had mentioned in passing to Kathryn how intriguing he found the Betazoid captain. Normally she wasn't the jealous type, but immediately after they'd completed the supply transport to the first of Boreal's six colonies, the Osiris had received an abrupt order to return to Earth, and Chakotay had always secretly wondered if Kathryn had a hand in it. Of course, that would have meant admitting that Kathryn might be concerned by a potential romantic entanglement on his part, and he never let himself really believe that was possible.
"What about you and Admiral Harlow?" he teased good-naturedly.
Kathryn heaved a weary sigh. "Let's just say I think there's a good reason he's been divorced twice. He didn't strike me as one who did well in captivity."
Chakotay nodded, refusing to pay too much attention to the relief he felt when he heard this. Both of them had tried, unsuccessfully, to find a romantic interest worth pursuing, and both, it seemed, might be destined to remain single.
"Any new prospects on the horizon?" Chakotay asked.
"Not really," she acknowledged somewhat wistfully.
"Good," he replied before realizing that the word had escaped his lips.
Kathryn paused, staring at Chakotay intently. It had been an innocent enough remark, but still it sent a tangible charge through the air between them.
"Why good?" she asked lightly.
A familiar tension caused his heart to accelerate, though he kept his expression neutral.
It would have been a simple matter to shrug the comment off. Chakotay had danced this particular dance with Kathryn for years, and there was no reason tonight should be any different.
But she held his eyes with a soft, lustrous gaze. There was something challenging shining forth from the tumultuous depths, something both curious and guarded at the same time.
Chakotay found himself suddenly wondering whether or not he had misread the substance of her unspoken concerns for so long.
Part of him wanted to answer her honestly. It was good because the thought of Kathryn giving herself completely to another man had always felt wrong to Chakotay.
He had long ago accepted the reality that he loved her. Over the years that love had become a safe, predictable place, the quiet companionship of two people who have shared unique experiences and could sense without words the other's moods, needs, and fears.
Duty that had once made anything else between them impossible was not an issue anymore. Since their return to the Alpha quadrant, they had both continued to sit in seeming contentedness by the side of the pool, occasionally dipping a flirtatious toe, but steering well clear of anything resembling a swim.
As to what Kathryn was thinking, he couldn't say. But for his part, Chakotay had always worried that to push her toward anything else would be to lose her forever, and that he could not abide. Since they were no longer stranded together on the far side of the galaxy, the potential was always there that they might simply drift apart. He would always want more, but could certainly live with what he had of her.
When Chakotay didn't answer her directly, she dropped her eyes and studiously began to rearrange the remnants of her dinner. The plate was pushed toward the center of the table, the napkin in her lap folded neatly atop it, and the wineglass to its right nudged a few millimeters closer to the plate.
Chakotay was seized with a sudden urge to put her at ease. He leaned forward and reached for the hand that was still fretting about the stem of the glass.
The moment their fingers met, a familiar electric charge coursed through him.
It was a simple, friendly gesture, he told himself, until she looked up at him again, squeezing his hand in return, ever so gently.
She took a shallow breath and said softly, "You know, there's something I've been meaning to ask you."
"What's that?" he asked as his throat ran suddenly dry.
Kathryn paused, seeming to consider her words carefully.
"We've been home for over a year and a half, and never once in that time have you offered to take me to Venice."
A tense pit formed instantly in Chakotay's stomach.
Of course he'd wanted to ask. As Voyager's routine assignments of the last several months had become increasingly mundane, he often found himself thinking back to their years together in the Delta quadrant and their brief reunion to recover B'Elanna and Miral. The longer they were apart, the more he missed her. But he'd been burned once, and wasn't going to willingly tempt the flames again without some indication from her that she shared his feelings. Seeing the cautious hope suffusing her face, he actually wanted to kick himself for missing the signs that in retrospect had been fairly obvious to one who supposedly knew her so well.
Instead, he dropped his eyes to focus on their hands. His thumb began to play softly over her fingers. Without looking up he replied, "I didn't think you wanted me to, Kathryn."
Stealing a quick glance, he noted that her eyes were also firmly set on their conjoined hands.
Her voice deepening a bit, she said, "I thought I made myself perfectly clear back in the Delta quadrant; I never said never."
Chakotay nodded. "That's true. But then again, you're still keeping everyone, me included, at a safe distance. To be honest, I always hoped my feelings would change. I tried to make them change."
"And have you succeeded?" she asked calmly.
"Of course not," he replied. "Have you?"
She shook her head slowly.
"Then why didn't you say something?" he demanded.
Shrugging slightly, she answered, "I don't know. I guess I always thought there would be some perfect time, some moment where the truth would become so obvious to both of us that we wouldn't need words. But the more I think about it, the more it seems clear that I might live the rest of my life alone, wondering just how much I've sacrificed on the altar of duty."
"All you ever had to do was say the word, Kathryn," he replied.
"I thought I just did."
Chakotay allowed the moment to breathe and settle.
He had always expected that if Kathryn were ever to actually open this door, he would rush headlong through it. Maybe it was the years of experience, or his knowledge of her mercurial nature, that made him hesitate now. Or maybe it was the reality that once this bridge was crossed, there would never be any going back. Kathryn wasn't suggesting a fling. She wasn't looking for a way to pass the time. As a rule, she threw herself into her choices with her entire being, and would accept nothing less from him.
He looked up to study her face. He saw trepidation there, but also a hint of relief coupled with a compelling tinge of mischief.
Searching his heart, he realized that nothing in the universe would make him feel as complete as walking into the future with her by his side. It was a simple truth, arrived at with little fanfare. Chakotay only wished they had reached it sooner.
"Then how do you, I mean..." Chakotay found himself fumbling for words as the choice he had just made sank in, flushing his cheeks and sending a pleasant anticipatory rush through his body.
"I'll make you a deal," she said with a smile.
"I'm listening."
"You're going to be slogging through the Yaris Nebula for the next ten months, and I don't imagine you'll be encountering many fascinating women while you're there."
"Many?"
"All right, any," she corrected herself. "But then again, one never knows what fate has in store."
"Fair enough."
"And I have yet to meet anyone in the Alpha quadrant I really enjoy having lunch with, much less anything else," she admitted. "When you get back, assuming nothing has changed for either of us," she said softly, "we'll meet in Venice."
Chakotay considered the proposal. It was sensible and practical.
Rising from the table, he moved to stand beside her, still holding her hand. She hesitated for a heartbeat, then stood to face him.
Dropping any pretense, he allowed himself to fall freely into her eyes. He was a patient man, but knowing what he did now, waiting for another ten months was completely out of the question.
In the last few years, she'd begun to allow her fine auburn hair to grow long and had fallen once again into the habit of pulling it up into an efficient bun while on duty. Gently he reached up and removed the comb that held it neatly in place and watched with pleasure as she shook her head softly, freeing herself in a gesture from the symbol of her years of self-imposed confinement.
"I let you go once, Kathryn," he said, his voice low. "Please don't ask me to do it again."
"Come to think of it..." she whispered.
He silenced her with a kiss.
Their lips met, tentatively at first. Soon enough, however, they moved beyond timid exploration and succumbed to the promise that had always lived between them.
The next few hours were the most satisfying of Chakotay's life. They parted with the assurance that as soon as Voyager returned, a new chapter would begin for them, duty be damned.
They would meet again in Venice, and Chakotay no longer doubted what the future would hold beyond that."


Kirsten Beyer, VOY "Full Circle"

(To, że sparowała ich w czasach jeszcze-przed-NEM wydaje się symboliczne.)
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#24 - Wysłana: 1 Wrz 2018 20:21:34
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Dobre, dobre, tylko o ile wiem dalej nie jest tak różowo w tej powieści. Przed następnym ich spotkaniem Janeway umiera.
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#25 - Wysłana: 1 Wrz 2018 21:19:37 - Edytowany przez: Q__
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Dreamweb

Dreamweb:
Przed następnym ich spotkaniem Janeway umiera.

Owszem, ale to była konieczność wpasowania w fabułę tego, co David i Golden powymyślali, a potem przecież Beyer Kaśkę wskrzesiła i dała im happy end:

"“My death was a fixed point in time.”
“What does that even mean?”
Kathryn Janeway peered up at Chakotay through the dim light cast by the stars.
They maintained separate quarters, but they had not spent a single night apart since her return. She liked the way Chakotay held her as they slept, or as she struggled against the terrors that now populated her dreams. Usually the wee hours found them as they were now, comfortably intertwined as Kathryn tried to give form to her fears and he patiently beat them back with gentle words and tender caresses.
“It means the multiverse went out of its way to make sure I wouldn’t be here now,” she replied.
“Well, you sure showed the multiverse, didn’t you?” Chakotay teased.
Kathryn smiled in spite of herself.
“Think of it this way,” he went on. “You alone, among all of us, have a clean slate. No predetermined fate, or destiny, can claim you now. The future is whatever you choose to make of it.”
“Can it really be that simple?” she asked.
“I think so.”
“Really?”
“Maybe your death became what it was because the multiverse didn’t want you here, in which case, I say, the multiverse can go kick rocks. Or maybe your death was its way of throwing up a bright red flag that your godson couldn’t miss so that he would respond exactly as he did. I don’t know anyone, other than you, who could have helped Afsarah hang on to her humanity. Your experience with the Borg was frighteningly similar to what she was going through. And I don’t know anyone else who could have made Q understand why his son’s death . . .”
“Maybe,” Kathryn cut him off.
“Either way, it’s no use trying to second-guess our decisions now. My mother used to say that the gods made the world round so that we could never see too far into our own future.”
“You think if I’d seen my death coming I would have made a different choice?”
“No. You did see it coming. The Q showed up and told you exactly what was coming and you still marched right onto that cube to do your duty.”
“And you climbed into that shuttle,” she said, then added, “Is there something really wrong with us?”
Chakotay laughed lightly. “Not with us, maybe with our choice of professions.” After a moment he asked seriously, “Why are you still hesitating to accept Starfleet Command’s offer?”
Kathryn turned onto her stomach so that she could look into his eyes. “Because before I put us back essentially where we were, you commanding Voyager and me commanding the fleet, I want to make sure I know in my heart it’s the right thing to do.”
Chakotay’s brow furrowed. After a moment he said, “No, that’s not it.”
“I beg your pardon, it most certainly is.”
“No,” he insisted. “You know the only way Command is going to allow us to continue our mission in the Delta Quadrant is if you endorse it by agreeing to lead this fleet. You and I are not the problem. We’re never going to be the problem. For the first time in your life, you’re considering playing it safe. You could send us home in the next few days, and right now, you’re wondering why you shouldn’t.”
“I’m not wondering. You’ve lost five ships in five months, two fleet commanders, and more than eight hundred fifty officers and crewmen. All this at a time when Starfleet needs every single capable individual working night and day to hold the Federation together with both hands. We can’t keep going through ships out here like we used to go through shuttles. Our benomite reserves are back in the Alpha Quadrant with the Achilles, and our slipstream drive is the only thing standing between us and another really long trip home. This isn’t about a failure of nerve. It’s an objective assessment of our current status weighed against the needs of the Federation.”
“That’s one way to look at it,” Chakotay agreed.
“You have another?”
“Our first day back in the Delta Quadrant we rescued B’Elanna and Miral, saving Miral’s life in the process. We then encountered a unique collective species with a most unexpected perspective on the Borg. I’m wondering how many other species in a similar position sustained themselves through thousands of years of the march of the Collective through their space. The answer to that isn’t in the Alpha Quadrant. We reconfirmed our peaceful intentions toward Species 8472, and they’re definitely worth keeping happy and on their side of fluidic space. We helped a collective species come to grips with their true history, but we still don’t know how that story is going to end. We’ve provided New Talax with substantial material aid, enhancing their efforts to maintain a peaceful community. We brought solace to an ancient life-form whose thoughts had become sentient creatures bent on destroying the Borg, and then any complex life-form that approached its territory, teaching them in the process that creation is as worthy a goal as annihilation. We’ve barely scratched the surface of former Borg territory and while saving a small group of survivors from a hostile force also learned that the Caeliar transformation extended beyond the drones of the Collective. And a few days ago, we kept the universe from ending trillions of years before its time.”
“I’m not negating your achievements by looking realistically at the costs associated with them,” Kathryn insisted.
“You’re thinking like an admiral and not like a starship captain.”
“What does that mean?”
“You didn’t join Starfleet to maintain the status quo. You joined to explore. The problem with focusing on the whole board is that it forces you to draw lines that don’t truly exist. You want us on the front lines of the rebuilding effort. I’m saying the universe we inhabit got bigger over the last ten years. We’re the front line now, Kathryn. It’s not about the Alpha Quadrant anymore. It’s about the galaxy. We can do more good for the Federation out here than we ever could at home by simply acknowledging that we are part of something much bigger than the planets that form our union. We don’t get to pretend anymore that the Alpha and Beta Quadrants are the only areas that matter or that can strike at us whenever they please. We must move beyond our desire to live long and safe lives, even in the face of all we’ve lost, because our mission, our duty, to continually push the boundaries of our knowledge is what makes Starfleet worth serving and the Federation worth sustaining. This,” he said, taking both her hands in his and squeezing them gently, “is who we are. This is what we do. This is what makes my death, your death, and the deaths of so many we loved worth bearing.”
Kathryn lowered her gaze to their tangled hands and tenderly brushed her lips against his fingers. After a few quiet moments she said, “You’ve resigned from Starfleet not once but twice, and now you’re defending its deepest ideals?”
“I see what it is, and what it can be. I’m ready to spend the rest of my life, and to lose it if necessary, making sure it rises to the new challenges now before it. For most of our lives together, we struggled with one impossible task: to get home. What I know now that I didn’t know then is that we are home.”
“I love you,” Kathryn said simply.
“I like hearing you say that.” Chakotay smiled.
“Good,” Kathryn replied, resettling herself beside him, “because if we do this, we do it together.”
“Get some sleep,” he urged her as he pulled himself up and swung his legs over the side of the bed.
“Where are you going?” she demanded.
“I need to finish a letter.”
“Now? To whom?”
“My sister,” he replied. “I just realized what I needed to tell her.”
“I’m so glad I could be of assistance,” Kathryn grumbled.
“Sleep,” he ordered her.
“Aye, sir,” she replied, then warned, “And if you’re not back in this bed in fifteen minutes . . .”
“You’ll what?”
“You want to start out your first day under a really cranky new admiral of the fleet?”
“No, ma’am,” he assured her.
Certain that the serenity descending on her could exist only where she had made peace with her choice, Kathryn Janeway closed her eyes, and slept."


Beyer, VOY "The Eternal Tide"
Pleiades
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#26 - Wysłana: 1 Wrz 2018 21:22:48 - Edytowany przez: Pleiades
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Q__:
Kirsten Beyer, VOY "Full Circle"

Ładne to to! :D

Dreamweb:
Dobre, dobre, tylko o ile wiem dalej nie jest tak różowo w tej powieści. Przed następnym ich spotkaniem Janeway umiera.

Czyli nie spotkają się w tej obiecanej Wenecji? :'(

EDIT:
Pisaliśmy niemal jednocześnie, dzięki za kolejny fragment.
Q__:
Owszem, ale to była konieczność wpasowania w fabułę tego, co David i Golden powymyślali, a potem przecież Beyer Kaśkę wskrzesiła i dała im happy end:

Tylko że wskrzeszenia to tania zagrywka, aby oszukać śmierć. Nie przepadam za tym.
Mogę wiedzieć jak ją wskrzesiła?
Q__
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#27 - Wysłana: 1 Wrz 2018 21:30:24 - Edytowany przez: Q__
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Pleiades

Pleiades:
Ładne to to! :D

Cieszę się, że się podobało. (A przy okazji pokazało, że pani od DSC i serii-z-Picardem ma potencjał*.)

* Ech, gdyby jej Kurtzmana znad głowy zabrali...

Pleiades:
Mogę wiedzieć jak ją wskrzesiła?

Ręcyma Q (konkretnie: Female Q), jak z drugiego fragmentu pośrednio wynika.
 
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