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ost_uid0]Bashir counted on his fingers, "There are only nine Jakes left. That makes our job easier."
"But what if the real Jake is already dead?" Xander wanted to know.
"He can't be," Bashir said smugly. "Then we would be doomed. That isn't allowed to happen."
"That settles it, then," Janeway said with satisfaction, as she raised her phaser rifle and prepared to blast eight more Jakes at random.
"Wait! Wait! Er, I'm not sure the rule would hold now that we all have had a chance to let the reader know how doomed we'd be if we shot the wrong Jake," Bashir protested.
Meanwhile, the remaining Jakes were typing busily.
"Then what do we do now?" Janeway demanded.
"Hold a 'Survivor' contest!" Anya shouted.
"Give them all a quiz," suggested Ezri, who, due to loneliness from being one of only about three Starfleeters mentioned within the past ten posts, had taken to watching [i
ost_uid0]The Holy Grail[/i
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