Slayer Gothic - Wishverse 2
Part 2
College Campus. Sunnydale.
Sunday wasn't exactly worthy of the title Master Vampire, but so far she was doing well enough for herself, going about living her unlife as best she could. Her nest was nice enough, an old building on campus that the humans thought to be abandoned, and while her minions were morons this was actually a good thing as it meant they were too stupid to figure out a plan to overthrow her, even if they could be bothered to try.
At least the food was decent enough, they could always go into town to hunt, and at the start of the academic year, there were plenty of students, a few of which could go missing. It was simple enough for the nest to fake a student running away. All they had to do was clear out the student's dorm and leave a note about them returning home to missing it so much or just running away because of the pressure of college.
Of course, none of them made it home, a few hadn't even been allowed to truly die, having been turned into vampires, but no one suspected that they'd been killed on campus and despite the change of leadership at Town Hall the police still went out of their way to cover up the crimes of supernatural creatures. As such they never looked too deeply into the differences and those that vanished were soon forgotten about by the other students.
The nest profited from this as they got a few easy meals, and to loot the dorm rooms for anything they wished to keep while stripping away all evidence that the student had ever even been at the college. This helped the humans in forgetting about the missing person. Not that any of them could have done anything about it. Any human who dared investigate would either never find anything, and if they looked too closely they'd disappear.
Even when the Master had ruled this town Sunday's group had always been careful not to take too many students as the college was outside of Sunnydale and might turn as much of a blind eye to the vampire problem as the rest of the area. Luckily for Sunday, the Master's minions had stayed away from the campus as well, they had other people to terrorise and feed upon.
Not that it was all smooth sailing for them Sunday mused as she watched her minions go through the latest spoils of a raid. The other nests in town, they'd been plenty at one point, had been taken out one by one after the Master had fallen.
Sunday's nest was outside of town, but she did worry that the Slayers they'd heard about might find them. To this end, she kept a close eye on her minions, making sure that the fools didn't go off on their own and do something that would attract attention, and they were more careful than ever when it came to covering their tracks here at the college.
Not that this mattered in the end as the figures, both of whom were dressed in black, walked into the nest and quickly took down all of the vampires with what seemed to be some advanced weapons. Even Sunday wasn't fast enough to avoid getting shot. Just before she been dusted she'd wondered when the humans had started arming themselves with weapons that should never have existed outside of a science fiction movie.
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College Campus. Sunnydale.
"This is the last nest in and around the town according to my sources," I said to Buffy as we took a quick look around the abandoned building "And the last one in town we can hit".
Once I'd been able to make use of a sensor net to keep track of all the demonic activity in town, at least mostly, and while it wasn't impossible to set that up again, with Maggie Walsh's government group now active I didn't think it a good idea to be too active within the town at night.
Buffy and I would still have to patrol a few times a week, but we had magical ways to keep us from getting tracked by government types and we could disguise ourselves in more mundane ways so that the government lot wouldn't find out who we were.
At some point, we'd have to go to Watchers about the commando types, who might call the council and even move us, but most likely I'd be able to arrange matters so that we were relocated to LA, a place I was already set up in, and I'd find something to keep the Watcher's busy with. Another Magic Shop, or maybe an antique shop that specialised in old books.
Not that the government group would prevent us from fighting evil as there were nasty things all over the multiverse that needed a good killing. Plus I'd told the Watchers that Buffy and I would be spending the weekends and some of our time off from classes at college, in LA dealing with some of the nasty things that lived in that city. This increased the chances of the Watchers ordering us to relocate there.
Because of this, we would need to take on vampire nests in LA, but with our wide range of awesome weapons and other technology, it would be simple enough to find something nasty that needed killing and then to kill them or it in a short amount of time. Then we could report it as taking more time and effort than it really did. No need to outright lie, we'd just embellish somewhat.
Doing things this way would free up a lot of time for us as a whole group to go out and explore the multiverse as we wished to. I would be able to add to my harem, gather more resources and acquire more tech without the Watchers ever finding out, and even if they did at the rate things were going we'd soon reach the point when I could remove them as a threat.
Not that I really wanted to do that as it might alter the balance of power in this world, and the less I rocked the boat in these parts the better as I didn't want Wolfram and Hart noticing me. They could be very dangerous and I'd rather stay off their radar as much as possible. This was a big part as to why I'd gone to such trouble to hide the hotel with magic. Unlike Angel, the vampire with a soul, I had no prophecy in place to stop WR&H from simply killing me.
"These things kinda take the fun out of Slaying" commented Buffy.
She gestured to our weapons which were Austrian made Glock 86 plasma pistol (more commonly referred to as the Plasma Defender), they had been designed before the Great War in the Fallout Universe by the Gaston Glock artificial intelligence. I didn't know anything about that AI other than it did good work.
While the weapon was an advanced bit of technology it wasn't hard to understand that it fired small bolts of superheated plasma. As such it was able to slay most animals and humanoids very easily, and many kinds of low-level types of armour proved no defence. Also, it caused vampires to go proof very quickly and demons who normally shrugged off bullets didn't handle plasma so well.
When compared to the more commonly found and cheaper laser pistol the Plasma Defender was more expensive, it used up more energy, and it was harder to maintain, but I didn't live in the Fallout world so I had an easier time maintaining the weapons and any serious repair work was handled by Fred who had been able to figure out the plasma weapons more quickly than I'd expected.
"If your itching for some activity we can spar more" I offered "and maybe Ahsoka will show you some combat moves".
Since I wanted the alien babe to join my harem she would need to make friends with at least some of my other girls and she'd need to feel useful as part of the group.
"I'll think about," said Buffy.
Rather than talk more we started to loot the vampire nest. The undead normally couldn't use banks so vamps tended to keep cash around in case they had to pay for something and sometimes they took trophies from their victims such as nice jewellery and expensive watches. All of which we could keep as trade goods to use in other worlds or sell for cash at a pawnshop.
As it turned out they didn't have much here, only a few minor things that might have some value in a pawn shop and a lot of junk. So Buffy and I soon left, heading straight back to the mansion for a well deserved night of rest.
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Crawford Street Mansion. Sunnydale.
After getting out of the shower and making myself somewhat dry, I headed to my room, and to my complete lack of surprise Tara was sitting on my bed waiting for me. She was dressed ready for bed in a t-shirt and underwear. By now this part of my day had become rather routine so I didn't need to say anything. I just got ready for bed and when I went over to Tara she lifted her top to show her large breasts. They'd always been big, but they'd only gotten bigger since she'd started filling them with yummy milk.
Thanks to the magic of the pokegirl world Tara was able to supply me with breast milk that was suitable for adults and she changed the flavour, using some special creme that she rubbed into her tits. every couple of weeks so I didn't get bored with the taste. She'd even been able to figure out how to control the amount of milk she made so that I only had to drain her boobs once a day. As an added bonus she didn't have to concern herself with any visit from Aunt Flo due to a chance with her hormones.
This had all had been expensive to sort out as the magical pills, creams and so on hadn't come cheap, but Tara had wanted to do something for me that no other girl in the harem did. I'd encouraged her to become the group's healer, however, that didn't stop her from lactating for me. She enjoyed the act, and over time it had brought us much closer together.
As Tara laid down on my large bed, that was covered in very soft and expensive sheets, I began to suckle on a nipple, and this never failed to make the witch happy. Despite her issues with men, the males in her family were totally scum, she got aroused when I did this and we fucked a lot more than we had before.
Indeed sweet, shy, Tara very much enjoyed this activity, she now masturbated while I drained her boobs of milk that tasted of peach, not so long ago she'd have blushed madly at the mere suggestion that she masturbate in the same room as me, now it happened most nights, and it always led to more.
We didn't always have sex, a few times I'd fucked her breasts, but she tended to be a little sore once I was done drinking and giving a blowjob wasn't her favourite activity, so she preferred that I fuck her, actually going as far as to ask me to do, even trying out a little dirty talk, although her talk wasn't really dirty, and it took a little convincing to get her to try new positions.
This time she went with a handjob, due to her feeling somewhat bolder than normal, and her hand was soon wrapped around my cock as I laid next to her and suckled eagerly. I had to stop to change nipple and that just made her hand move even faster.
Her grip was weaker than I would have liked, but she didn't shy away from asking me to cum tits once I was done drinking. Her milk was easy to drain thanks to the magic involved, and once I was done with her tits she jerked me off with one hand while using the other to squeeze her boobs together so that when I finished they both got plenty of cum on them.
"Was that okay?" she asked as she used her soon discarded t-shirt to clean up the mess we'd made on her large breasts "I wanted to make you feel good".
The kiss I gave her expressed my opinion on the matter rather nicely.
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Diagon Alley. Wizarding World.
Since I'd been putting off going and dealing with the whole trying to kill Morrigan's mother thing, something she really wanted me to go and do, I'd decided to try out the plan that involved giving Morrigan the means to defend herself while also showing what she might lose excess to if she drew her mother's attention to her by sending someone to kill her. To that end, I'd brought her to Diagon Ally, and after opening her up an account at Gringotts for her use, we'd begun the shopping.
"I still fail to see the point of having one of these bank accounts you mentioned," the Witch of the Wilds said as began to look around the shops "I can not reach this world by my own means and it seems wiser to hide the gold in a place only I can access".
She did have a couple of good points there.
"Like I mentioned before. Fred is working on a way for us all to open portals whenever we wish," I told Morrigan.
The Fred of my first harem, or at least the harem I remembered having, had worked out a way to make Sliding Devices that used hotspots, places that were rich in psychic energy, to make portals that we could control. As for the Fred of my new harem, she needed more time to figure it all out even with me drip-feeding her the right information. The whole portal matter was not a simple science and since it was becoming easier and easier for me to keep opening portals there was no real rush to perfect the Slider tech, but it would get done.
"On the matter of storing our treasure, I think you're right," I said next.
The look she gave me made think she felt that she was always correct in her thinking. I'd seen that expression on many a female face during my lives.
"Perhaps we should convert one of the empty rooms on the ground floor into our own vault" I mused "We're not lacking for space and it would be good for everyone to have a place to stash their most valuable possessions".
There were chests in this world that contained many compartments all of which were too big to be inside the chest if I brought a couple of those for each of my girls, one to keep in their rooms and another in the vault for their own treasure. I would have my own chests as well, as for the other stuff in the vault, that could belong to the whole group. However, that could all wait, first of all, we needed to get Morrigan her wand.
Ollivander's shop as much as I'd expected it to be, dusty and it smelled a little funky. Also, it was full of wands as rather than make a wand that suited a witch or wizard, instead, Mr Ollivader made the wands first and then tried to match them to the spellcaster. I figured that this made some sense if you had a lot of customers at once, such as all the kids about to go to Hogwarts, but the rest of the year Ollivander would have all the time he needed to make custom wands for people it seemed. Not that it mattered really as long as Morrigan got her wand and it worked for her reliably.
The owner of this small business came out to the front of the store, and at once he went over to Witch of the Wilds, somehow knowing that she was the customer here. Like with Harry Potter the old man selected and disgraded a number of wands before finding one that made Morrigan glow.
"Blackthorn 11 inches with dragon heartstring for the core" informed Ollivander "Blackthorn, is a very unusual wand wood, and it has the reputation, in my view well-merited one, of being best suited to a warrior".
Ollivander went on to explain that this does not necessarily mean that its owner practises the Dark Arts (although I felt sure that Morrigan wasn't above such things) and that blackthorn wands could be found among the Aurors as well as among the denizens of Azkaban.
"It is a curious feature of the blackthorn bush" the wandmaker went on to say "The bush that sports most wicked thorns, produces its sweetest berries after the hardest frosts, and the wands made from this wood appear to need to pass through danger or hardship with their owners to become truly bonded. Given this condition, the blackthorn wand will become as loyal and faithful a servant as one could wish".
He had more to say on this subject.
"Now, as a rule, dragon heartstrings produce wands with the most power, and which are capable of the most flamboyant spells" we were informed "Dragon wands tend to learn more quickly than other types. While they can change allegiance if won from their original master, they always bond strongly with the current owner".
I did wonder what sort of wand I could have, but my magical powers were different than that of those of witches and wizards.
"The dragon wand tends to be easiest to turn to the Dark Arts, though it will not incline that way of its own accord" Morrigan was warned, "It is also the most prone of the three cores to accidents, being somewhat temperamental".
Sounded as if Morrigan would need to careful with this powerful tool.
"Thank you," said the witch as the wand was boxed up "I shall treat this wand with respect".
She even expressed graduate towards me when I paid for the wand and got her the extras such as the polish as well as a nice leather holster. Very strange.
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Nar Shadda. Star Wars Galaxy.
Since the former Jedi Padawan, Ahsoka Tano had agreed to join my group, at least for a time before deciding what she was going to do with her life, I now had someone who could fly a space ship. As such, I'd decided to go out and buy one. This was part of a plan to get my hands on some advanced tech from science fiction universes that could benefit my group.
I planned to stash the space ship in a warehouse in the Pokegirl world next to my airship in a separate warehouse that would I hide with magic as I had done the hotel and with the mansion in Sunnydale. It would be important to hide the vessel from prying eyes as I didn't want anyone taking it from me. If that happened it could give one nation too much of an advantage over the others, and that could even lead to war.
When it came to flying the ship I would need some way to make it invisible, at least for a short amount of time, but magic could do that as well if Arthur Weasly could make a flying car unseen as it flew around then the magic users I had as part of my group should be able to figure out how to do that for a small spacecraft, and if they couldn't I'd hire someone to do it. That would legal for the wand-wavers since their laws didn't apply in other worlds, and with enough gold, you could ease their worries about what you'd do with an invisible space ship.
Upon agreeing to aid me in buying a small space vessel, Ahsoka had directed me to a second-hand space ship lot on Nar Shadda that she knew about that had a reputation for providing ships cheaply that were in working order. The vessels wouldn't impress anyone visually, and they lacked any cool modifications, but they were dependable and wouldn't break down unexpectedly.
Not that I really noticed the ships at first as I'd gotten rather awestruck by Nar Shadda, sure it was a world of scumbags and villainy, but it was impressive even for someone who made exploring the multiverse a regular activity, I'd never seen so many different kinds of people in one place.
As soon as we got on the lot I knew the ship I wanted, a YT-2400 light freighter which was a YT-series light freighter produced by Corellian Engineering Corporation similar to the YT-1300 that had been made famous by Han Solo. Due to my extensive nerd knowledge, I knew that Dash Rendar's Outrider was a heavily modified YT-2400 freighter, and that was what made me want the vessel more than anything else they had on this lot. Partly this had to do with its small size, as this would make it easier to move through a portal, but there were other reasons for purchasing this craft.
The starship featured the YT-series trademark saucer-shaped hull and starboard-mounted command pod like the Millenium Falcon had. Like most Corellian designs, the YT-2400 was fast, tough, and endlessly modifiable, at least according to what Ahsoka knew.
Stock YT-2400s such as the one before me were 18.65 meters in length, required two pilots, and were armed with two 1D servo turret laser cannons, mounted dorsally and ventrally, and while this wasn't much firepower compared to other starships, I didn't intend to get into any space battles. I would much rather avoid that sort of combat since I had no experience with it, and even Slayer powers don't help when someone is firing at you with energy weapons while you are in space.
With double-armoured hull plating and bulky engines, the YT-2400 could easily handle the strain of deep-space combat, should it be unavoidable. The vessel had the power to spare and an oversized hull that was just begging for hot-rodded engines and more powerful weapons. So if I could find someone with the right skills, as Ahsoka wouldn't be able to modify the ship alone, the vessel could be upgraded over time.
I was told that the YT-2400 was configured with a pair of starboard bracing arms that connected to the cockpit compartment, essentially a long tube. The aft section of the cockpit tube contained the primary escape pod, which seated six. The bracing arm's interior space generally was used for crew quarters and living space.
Once we got inside the ship for a look around I found that the rounded hull area was devoted to cargo holds and ship's system, however, there was room for more so as planned we could add modified engines, power generators, weapons systems, and any other tech we wanted to add.
There was even a second escape pod, as well as the airlock, which was located on the far side of the cargo compartment, directly opposite the bracing arms, and those were used to clamp this ship to another. I assumed that this was in place of a tractor beam.
I was paying for this ship in gold, a metal I had little trouble getting my hands on with my ability to travel to other worlds. When we'd gone to the exchange, Ahsoka and I had discovered that gold was valued at ten to fifteen Republic credits per gram in exchange depending on the market. However, due to the recent rise of the Empire, the Republic credit had been replaced with the Imperial credit which had a more fixed value. As such, it was ten credits for a gram of gold here in Hutt Space despite gold not having a great value within the Republic/Empire as it did out here in the galaxy's rim. Economics could be confusing.
Here on Nar Shadda, a single peggat was forty standard credits and as such, it contained 4 about grams of gold. It varied a little due to the economic changes and the impurities sometimes found in the local money. The value of gold on Earth varied as well, but I'd once been offered 50 American dollars for a gram of gold so that gave me some idea of how much an Imperial credit and a peggat were worth.
A second-hand YT-2400 was going to cost me 30,000 Imperial credits, it had been 32 thousand but the salesman had been open to giving us a discount since we were willing to pay in gold and take the ship with us with right away. Still, that was 3 kilos of gold, and a kilo of gold was a thousand grams so that would be 50,000 American dollars for a kilo, so overall I was spending 150,000 American dollars on the second-hand vessel.
While this might sound like a lot, in reality, the gold meant very little to me as I could easily salvage or earn more, besides having my own space ship was worth it. Since a kilo of gold was something you could hold in one hand and I had many bars in my bigger on the inside pocket of my dragon-hide jacket, so I didn't even need to use the currency I'd exchanged.
"We'll need an astromech droid too," Ahsoka told me.
That was a type of droid that served as an automated mechanic, performing a variety of repair duties and often serving as an adjunct or substitute for a nav computer on smaller starships. Astromech droids could also use the mainframes of larger ships to their advantage. Many starfighters relied on astromech copilots.
As luck would have it, the salesperson, who turned out to be a male Twi'lek, also had some droids on offer, and I let Ahsoka pick one out since she would naturally know more about them than I would. Once she had selected a droid I paid for it using some of the currency I'd exchanged gold for, and we got on with the business of actually flying the ship I was going to call the Outsider in honour of Dash Rendar.
As Ahsoka and I got into the cockpit she started to power up the ship, as we would be flying it straight to the Pokegirl world and into the new warehouse I'd rented that I could hire a wand-waver to hide. Thankfully the magic users of that world knew that I was from another dimension and if paid enough gold you could get one of them to cast complex spells for you, and with seven girls in my harem, I had more than enough secret keepers.
"Now we find something we can get easily enough in this galaxy in exchange for gold that they won't have in the Star Trek galaxy" I mused "Gold is useless where we are going".
I wanted to go to Deep Space Nine in the Star Trek galaxy so to buy a replicator, a device that would be able to provide myself and my group with all the food, clothing, basic tools, and a lot of stuff for next to no cost. While these devices existed all over the Alpha Quadrant the Federation didn't use money and might not be simply willing to give me a replicator, but on DS9 they did use money and there was a certain alien bartender who would be able to get us anything we wanted for the right price. We just needed something to pay him with.
Ahsoka turned out to be a rather good pilot and while flying the ship to somewhere with less air traffic so that we could open a portal without the risk of someone else following us she tried to help me with my problem.
"What about crystals?" she asked "Jedi don't use money much, but I do know about places we can go to buy crystals in exchange for gold or credits. We use special crystals for our lightsabers and ones that aren't strong in the Force for training lightsabers, some kinds can be worth a lot of money".
She went on to tell me about Nova crystals which were considered a commodity and could be crafted into gemstones for jewellery and decoration. As such, they were used as a makeshift currency in the Outer Rim and other places where credits were not accepted. I figured that with enough types of crystals and some more Star Wars tech we would be able to trade for what I wanted from the Star Trek galaxy.
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Deep Space Nine. Star Trek Universe.
As he sat in this office gently passing his baseball from hand to hand Benjamin Sisko realised that he was somewhat used to the strangeness of his post by now. Sure he'd never wanted to come to this station, and he never would have imagined becoming an important part of the Bajoran people's faith, but he was becoming content with this posting.
"Commander, there's an unknown ship entering the system" Mayor Kira reported over the comm.
The Starfleet Officer quickly made his way in Ops, the station hadn't been busy today, and he could do with a distraction. A vessel of unknown type might also be a threat to DS9, but Sisko didn't assume the worst, and this could even be a first contact situation.
"On-screen" he ordered.
The ship that appeared on the monitor didn't look very impressive, however, it was of an unknown kind so its occupants might be more interesting.
"Hail them," Sisko said next.
The call was answered right away, and the people in Ops saw a human male with dark hair who wore some kind of armour sitting in a chair. The angle of the image didn't allow the DS9 crew to see much of the strange ship's bridge, or perhaps cockpit was a better word, but they were able to see enough to know that the human was not alone. The only other person they could make out somewhat, was clearly was a non-human humanoid alien who had no hair, she was mostly orange in colour and Sisko felt sure he'd never seen a member of this race before today. Perhaps this would prove to be interesting.
"I'm Commander Benjamin Sisko of the space station Deep Space Nine" he greeted.
The man on the screen smiled slightly as if he was amused by all this.
"I'm Captain Gothic of the independent vessel Outrider," he said.
While it looked as if the ship was just a small freighter that contained a few people, Sisko saw no reason not to deal with this ship's docking himself.
"May I inquire as to why you are here?" the commander wished to know.
The man on the screen transmitted some information.
"He's sending us an inventory of cargo by the looks of things and a list of technologies" Miles O'Brien.
Was this supposed to be an answer to the Commander's question?
"Stuff I'm willing to trade for" explained the captain of the unknown ship "There's bound to be something on your list you want, and while my crew want to explore the station I'll be looking to acquire some technology in exchange".
So these newcomers were just more traders looking to make a profit, to open up new markets and to acquire certain goods, hardly uncommon and not unwelcome either as trade often led to more lasting alliances. Besides any trade in this system could benefit Bajor.
"We'll send docking instructions" promised the Starfleet officer "Welcome to Deep Space Nine".
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Deep Space Nine. Star Trek Verse.
We'd been sent a file by someone on the station that told us about the rules and regulations, including what can and can't be brought on board. An example of this was weapons as well as certain hazardous materials. None of which I intended to bring on the station as I didn't want to upset the people here. My plans required keeping good relations with the people on this station.
A couple of Bajorans scanned us, then cleared us through the checkpoint and onto the promenade. Which was much more packed than I'd ever seen in the show, while not being too crowded. There many kinds of aliens here, and humans who clearly weren't Federation citizens. This made sense given the variety of ships docked with the station, some of which I'd recognised from back when I'd watched the show. I'd watched the pilot for DS9 just last night as had my harem so as to help prepare. Ahsoka hadn't bothered, but she was used to space travel and had gotten to see lots of alien races in the past.
"You girls can take a look around, you won't be able to buy anything until I get some of the local currency," I said to my companions on this trip "But I'll get you some soon".
This was our weekend away so we had plenty of time to explore the station and perhaps even visit Bajor if there was time. We wouldn't be sleeping on the ship as Deep Space Nine had many guest quarters.
"I'll be at Quarks," I told the females "That's the place to be if you want to trade".
I let the girls go where they wish as Ahsoka came with me as she wanted to help me barter. She knew the value of the crystals we'd gotten for trade as well as the trade I'd traded a lot of gold for. As I entered the bar we found it packed with many kinds of humans and aliens, some of which I knew from the show, such as the silent Morn, the Ferengi waiters and some of the cast were here too. There were also many aliens I hadn't seen on the show, and not all of them were humanoids. I got the feeling that some of my harem would just end up wandering around the promenade while staring at the strange-looking alien.
"We should go find us a table," I said to Ahsoka "I transmitted the list of goods we can trade to the station so I figure that Quark will find us soon enough".
Quark was a fictional character in the American television series Star Trek: Deep Space Nine. The character, who was played by Armin Shimerman, was depicted as a member of an extraterrestrial alien race known as the Ferengi, who are stereotypically capitalist and motivated only by profit. Because of this, I figured that the Ferengi bartender would soon learn of my presence on the station and would try to make money off me somewhere.
Odo, the shape-shifting head of security here on Deep Space Nine seemed to know this as well as he'd taken a seat by the bar, which was close enough to us so the chief of security could see and hear everything that would be said by people at the table. This didn't bother me as I didn't wish to trade in anything illegal and Odo would warn me if I was at risk of doing that because I was new around here, if only to annoy Quark.
We weren't the only ones here to trade and it made sense to me the Deep Space Nine was a trading hub, a place for ships to dock while on their way to other parts of the galaxy, including the Gamma Quadrant thanks to the discovery of the wormhole.
When Quark came and sat down, having spotted us quickly, what I showed the Snyder looking alien troll was a list of things that he might like to acquire. Aside from crystals, I'd brought some minor bits of Star Wars tech, such as spare parts for the ship, and tech that had nothing to do with weapons.
"What are you looking for in exchange" Quark inquired.
I passed him a datapad, they had those in Star Wars too, that should tell him all he needed to know. Since I knew a lot about what they had in this setting my list wasn't a long one, but it was clear it what I wished to buy. I wanted a replicator as well as tricorders, personal computers, communicators that sort of thing.
"Here's a list of things I'm looking to acquire" I let the alien know.
Soon Quark went over the list of things I desired.
"I know people who can supply most of this, for a price," he said, "Some of it shouldn't take more than few hours, and if you let me take a look at these crystals I can exchange them for some gold-pressed Latinum.
In its natural form, Latinum was a rare silver-coloured liquid metal that was used as currency by the Ferengi Alliance, the Cardassians, and many other worlds. For ease of transaction, latinum was usually suspended within bits of gold as a binding medium to produce gold-pressed latinum.
"Of course I'll want a percentage for each transaction I help arrange," said the alien.
That was fine with me. I could always visit other worlds in the Star Wars galaxy that Ahsoka could help me navigate so as to buy bits of tech and more crystals. For now, I would simply have to try to make the best deal that I could and try not to get totally ripped off.
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Deep Space Nine. Star Trek Universe.
Constable Odo entered the commander's office with datapad in hand. When offered a seat he refused it, wanting to get right down to business.
"I have my report for you, sir," the shape-shifter said as he placed the pad down on Sisko's desk "Nothing too worrying".
The commander quickly looked over what was written.
"I don't see anything concerning here," he said after a moment "What are your thoughts on our strange visitors Constable Odo?".
While the facts were in the report the commander valued his security chief's views on these sort of situations.
"None of the crew of the Outrider tried to sneak anything illicit on to the station" the Changling started by saying "and they came onto Deep Space Nine with no weapons, although one of them carried a staff made out of wood. The deputies on duty believed this to be a cultural matter and let the woman carry the staff".
Odo soon had more to say.
"Most of the crew then began a tour of the promenade, just doing some window shopping, and they seemed rather interested in some of the people on the promenade, one of my deputies suggested that this group of people haven't seen many of the races in this part of space until now".
Given that the small ship was armed only with a couple of laser cannons, weapons that were no threat to Federation shipping, Sisko didn't think the Outrider and its crew came from a very advanced civilization and when reading about they traded for Sisko figured that he'd been right.
"Tricorders, a replicator, computers, datapads" he read out aloud "All seems harmless enough to me. Nothing the Federation would share with an unknown culture, but this isn't Federation space".
Odo agreed.
"The Captain of the Outrider made no attempt to hide what he came here for, and he went straight to Quarks, so he not only knew what he wanted to buy, but also who could supply it" the shape-shifter was now saying "which strongly suggests that he knew all about the station before he got here".
Sisko wasn't worried about this.
"Deep Space Nine isn't a military installation," the Starfleet Officer said, "And we've gotten more than enough visitors for information about us to get around".
Odo still felt that there was some reason for concern. Something about the Outrider and its crew made him worry. Perhaps worry was not the right word, but there was something about them that concerned him.
"Quark barted some crystals and minor bits of technology, nothing dangerous, for enough lantuim to pay for what the Captain of the Outrider wanted with some to spend on the station. Once the deal was done, and I made sure to hear everything that was spoken about, the crew regrouped and did a little shopping, buying a few trinkets before they went to guest quarters".
To Sisko, this all seemed harmless, although a couple of things did have his interest.
"The Outrider has no warp drive, it's armed with laser weapons and was built by an unknown race, but its crew is nearly all human" the commander mused "But it travelled here from somewhere and just appeared on our scans after an outburst of energy".
Odo considered this.
"Perhaps they stumbled across the vessel or purchased it from another race that uses technology we haven't encountered before" the Changling suggested, "It's a big galaxy, commander".
Sisko didn't think he could justify sending a team into the Outrider to inspect the vessel. There were no health concerns and no signs of anything illegal going on.
"The female who followed Captain Gothic into Quarks is from a race unknown to the Federation" stated Odo "I checked all the records, and since the ship didn't come through the wormhole she must be from this region of space. It's not unheard of for members of a pre-warp race to sometimes find themselves out in the galaxy".
For a few moments, the Emissary of the Prophets considered what to do.
"For now just keep an eye on our guests" the Starfleet Officer ordered, "If they return in the future perhaps we'll be able to find out more about them".
Odo nodded.
"Very good, Commander," he said as he walked out of the office.