Excuse me, for a second there I thought I was having a flashback.

Nope, not a flashback, it's the real thing. AGAIN! We were doing fine, I was keeping my big mouth shut and letting Commander t'Resan fly the damned shuttle. But no. Some wingnut Ferengi decides to go for the big ole price on my head. Is the whole galaxy on drugs? What the hell is this Daimon trying to prove? Doesn't he know his crew will grill him over the coals? That is IF he survives the collecting process.

If it weren't bad enough as that, that sample bottle had some bizarre contents. I assume it's the spring water Captain Lee told me about, the stuff that makes those who come into contact with it turn into whatever species drowned in it. In this case Caitian. When the Ferengi vessel strafed us the bottle broke and splash, Commander t'Resan has a tail. Hmm, it looks good on her too. But I digress. It affected me as well I fear, I'm smaller and weaker than before, and that's a little scary. I always liked knowing I had the means to defend myself if necessary, and now when I need my strength the most, it's been taken away.

And dammit, those Ferengi freaks even took our clothes. At least they didn't stick tracking collars around our necks like they did the last time this happened. I swear if I have to live through an indignity like that again heads are going to roll.

Hmm, I wonder if I could convince Captain Lee to put on an encore performance with the magic water when he rescues us. If he rescues us.