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OK, I lied about not writing the next one:
Garak/Odo. Dude, writing Garak is hard.
"My dear constable," said Garak, "we do have a great deal in common. And I don't mean simply that we are the only members of our species on this station. It's a rather lonely thing, is it not, to constantly present a false exterior to the world?"
"You're actually admitting that yours is false?" said Odo with a small snort.
"I suppose I am," said Garak. "Clearly, I must want something."
"Oh?" said Odo. "And what might that be?"
Garak said nothing, but the look on his face was... expressive. Odo studied it for a moment. "If I didn't know better," he said, "I might think you were... What's the phrase? 'Coming on to me'."
"How very fortunate," said Garak, "that you do know better."
Garak was never more disconcerting, Odo reflected, than when he wanted you to think he was lying.
Garak/Odo. Dude, writing Garak is hard.
"My dear constable," said Garak, "we do have a great deal in common. And I don't mean simply that we are the only members of our species on this station. It's a rather lonely thing, is it not, to constantly present a false exterior to the world?"
"You're actually admitting that yours is false?" said Odo with a small snort.
"I suppose I am," said Garak. "Clearly, I must want something."
"Oh?" said Odo. "And what might that be?"
Garak said nothing, but the look on his face was... expressive. Odo studied it for a moment. "If I didn't know better," he said, "I might think you were... What's the phrase? 'Coming on to me'."
"How very fortunate," said Garak, "that you do know better."
Garak was never more disconcerting, Odo reflected, than when he wanted you to think he was lying.
