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conversations.value: Give me a plot for a story about Sisko, Kira, Ennis entitled Battle Lines.. End with the sentence '\nBefore O'Brien transports Sisko, Bashir, and Kira to the runabout, Opaka tells Sisko that her work is there now, but reassures him that their paths will cross again.'.
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conversations.value: Battle Lines (Star Trek: Deep Space Nine): , the spiritual leader of the Bajorans, comes aboard the station and requests a tour from Sisko, but during the tour she subtly asks him to take her through the Wormhole.\nAgainst his better judgement he complies, and he, Bashir, Kira and Opaka travel to the Gamma Quadrant.\nThere they receive a distress signal from an unknown source.\nOpaka tells Sisko not to hold back on her account, so the group goes to investigate.\nThey find a planet with a network of satellites, one of which is malfunctioning.\nThe runabout approaches the planet and one of the satellites attacks it, forcing them to crash land.\nOpaka dies in the landing, which devastates Kira; however, her mourning is interrupted by a group of people called the Ennis.\nThe Ennis explain that they are at war with a group called the Nol-Ennis, who could attack at any minute.\nThey take Sisko, Bashir and Kira to a cavelike dwelling and as predicted the Nol-Ennis attack within minutes.\nMany of the Ennis are killed fending off the attack, but after the battle Kai Opaka enters the cave, regenerated by some form of extraterrestrial nanotechnology.\nThe same technology revives the Ennis and Nol-Ennis, but rather than a blessing it is a curse: Both groups were sent to the planet as punishment for centuries of conflict, doomed to die over and over.\nAs Dax and O'Brien search for the group, Sisko gets the Ennis and Nol-Ennis to agree to meet in an effort to negotiate peace.\nMeanwhile, Kira must face her personal demons: years of fighting the Cardassians on Bajor have taken their toll on her and she has known nothing but violence since she was a child.\nHowever, while Kira is reconciling her problems, the Ennis and Nol-Ennis refuse to fix theirs and resume fighting.\nThe groups are revived once more and return to their respective camps, but by this time Bashir has discovered that the technology keeps those it revives (including Opaka) from leaving the planet.\nO'Brien and Dax find Sisko, and Opaka informs him that she will stay with the Ennis and Nol-Ennis.\nShe says it is time for them to begin their healing process just as Kira has begun hers.\nMeanwhile the Ennis and Nol-Ennis resume fighting.\nBefore O'Brien transports Sisko, Bashir, and Kira to the runabout, Opaka tells Sisko that her work is there now, but reassures him that their paths will cross again.
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conversations.value: Give me the first five paragraphs for this story.
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conversations.value: Battle Lines
  McKenna grinned with relief. "Anything else?" he asked. "Shall I ask him to send us a suitcase full of money and a case of champagne to toast our success with?"
  I can take a joke, and I've put up with a lot of your shit over the years. This takes the piss, though. It really does.
  I want you to take two weeks off and think about your future. Unpaid, before you ask. I don't want to see you in the office during that time.
  Take a good look at yourself, then let me know whether you still want to be a journalist. I'm saying this as your friend. Because this is not how serious people behave.
  Harker shook his head. "In time. Although, as a hypothetical, imagine we paid a visit to your editor in his home and I pulled his fingernails out one at a time until he agreed to run the story. Do you foresee any major flaws in such a plan?"
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conversations.value: Give me five more paragraphs.
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conversations.value: With some difficulty, Turner focused his attention on his console. According to the map on the screen, they were less than fifteen yards away from Operator Brennan. In front of him, a wide black shape sat in the flickering darkness beneath the hologram.
  His beam picked out a splash of color at the rear of the garden, and he walked toward it. Valentin floated silently alongside him, having clearly also realized that their pursuit had been in vain. In front of them stood the wooden bench that had been dedicated to the memories of John and George Harker; their names were engraved on a bronze plaque bolted to the center of the backrest. Turner shone his flashlight slowly across it and saw what his map had led him to.
  A pool of blood lay on the wooden seat of the bench. It was almost dry, but it had run when it was fresh, spilling between the boards and dripping onto the ground. In the middle of the dark liquid, a small square of metal gleamed in the white beam of Turner's flashlight.
  Valentin stood beside him, looking down at the gory present Brennan had left for whoever came looking for him. "There's something written on the bench," he said. "I can smell the paint."
  Two words had been scrawled across the backrest, desecrating the bronze plaque with bright green spray paint.
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conversations.value: Give me the last five paragraphs.
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conversations.value: Holmwood shrugged, and sat down in the plastic chair. Julian pushed himself across his bed and leaned his back against the wall.
  Julian felt numb. This was the possibility that Bob Allen had warned him about, had tried to prepare him for, but hearing the words emerge from Cal's mouth still felt like a punch to the gut.
  Holmwood looked at him. His eyes were bloodshot, and the bags beneath them were dark and heavy. "It's done," he said, softly. "I'm sorry. But the decision is made."
  Julian felt cold creep through him. It felt as though something inside him had died as his friend spoke, some essential part of himself. "So what now?" he said. "I stay here and hope you change your mind?"
  The door unlocked and swung open. Holmwood looked at him for a long moment, then turned and walked out of the cell, slamming the door behind him.
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conversations.value: Delete the last sentence.
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conversations.value: Holmwood shrugged, and sat down in the plastic chair. Julian pushed himself across his bed and leaned his back against the wall.
  Julian felt numb. This was the possibility that Bob Allen had warned him about, had tried to prepare him for, but hearing the words emerge from Cal's mouth still felt like a punch to the gut.
  Holmwood looked at him. His eyes were bloodshot, and the bags beneath them were dark and heavy. "It's done," he said, softly. "I'm sorry. But the decision is made."
  Julian felt cold creep through him. It felt as though something inside him had died as his friend spoke, some essential part of himself. "So what now?" he said. "I stay here and hope you change your mind?"
  The door unlocked and swung open.