1 EXT. ANDORIAN TENEMENT - DAY
SHAR bolts into a narrow alley, hurriedly pulling along an older Andorian woman ZH’THIIN by the hand. He is a trained Starfleet lieutenant, she is a terrified academic with no experience at all, but both are running for their lives.
He looks up at the buildings on either side - white-painted terraced houses, with metal fire escapes and back doors into the buildings. We can hear RIOTING in the distance, but this seems like a safe passage - for now.
Come along, Professor zh’Thiin.
He puts on a new surge of energy, dragging zh’Thiin along in his wake as she struggles to keep up.
Lieutenant, please slow down -
We can’t, Professor. I have to get
you to safety.
But as they run on, we hear the CREAK of a door opening...
...and then a deluge of dirty water SPLASHES to the ground right in front of them both, drenching the front of both their clothes. Shar skids to a halt, and looks up...
...to see an older Andorian thaan, an aproned SHOPKEEPER, holding the bucket whose contents he just threw at them.
Get away from here, you traitor!
You’re not wanted here!
Shar has no idea what this guy’s problem is. He makes sure to place zh’Thiin behind him, then holds his hands up, showing this stranger he is no threat.
I’m not looking for any trouble.
I’m just -
I know what you’re doing. I’ve
seen you on the news nets. You
and the other traitors, working
with the Federation to wipe away
our culture, our very identity!
At least now Shar knows what the old man’s issue is. But they don’t have time for this, and this thaan is no match for him. He takes zh’Thiin’s hand again, begins to move.
If you’ll excuse us...
But the noise has brought another thaan out of another door - this one younger and tougher. He could be trouble.
You heard him. You’re not welcome.
I understand. And we’re leaving.
If you’ll simply step aside...
I mean you’re not welcome on this
planet. Either of you. You’re both
traitors to Andorians everywhere.
Maybe we shouldn’t let you leave.
Shar’s antennae prickle - he glances quickly behind him, and sees that other Andorian strangers have come out of their own doors and are watching the confrontation.
He pulls zh’Thiin closer to him, trying to keep her safe. The shopkeeper, the younger thaan. They are surrounded...
Off Shar’s reaction - he is going to have to fight.
2 INT. ROBINSON - BRIDGE
SHAR at his science console along the back wall, several days earlier. A BEEP - he checks it, is intrigued. He turns and strides to the tactical horseshoe, calls down over it towards Captain SISKO, who sits in the centre chair.
(Sisko looks up)
...there is a communication coming
in, direct from the office of the
Sisko looks to his first officer ROGEIRO, sat beside him on this Galaxy-class bridge. This is a big deal.
Is it marked captain’s eyes only?
Then on screen, Lieutenant.
Shar returns to his console, works it. Sisko stands. A moment, and the main viewscreen changes to show Adm AKAAR.
Captain Sisko. Ah, and Lieutenant
ch’Thane as well. Excellent.
Shar reacts - what does the Starfleet C-in-C want with him?
What can I do for you, Admiral?
The Robinson has new orders,
Captain. You’re to leave the
Romulan border at once and head
straight to the Andorian system.
Understood. May I ask why?
A conference will be taking place
in six days - you will coordinate
with the local authorities to
provide the necessary security.
...I see. Forgive me, Admiral, but
surely there are other ships that
are closer to Andor that could do
the same job. Why the Robinson?
Because, Captain, the conference
is to address Andor’s fertility
problems once and for all. As
one of the Federation’s leading
experts on the subject, Lieutenant
ch’Thane will be a key speaker.
Sisko looks up to ch’Thane - this is news to them both.
Very well, Admiral. We’ll get
The signal drops. Shar is stunned - he is going home. But does he want to go? And will he be welcome when he does?
END OF TEASER