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[unas]

( if you'd have taken a bet as to which starfleet officer ended up in the brig first you wouldn't have come out with this one. the fact that she's now back in the brig-- she's starting to really hate superstition )

Anyone that's allowed on deck want to tell me which direction the ship's pointing? Or what you see up there?
I'll even trade a story, something from your home for one of mine.

( she'd even take a story about the things that people have seen here but she's info seeking, find out where people are from, maybe when... she can't help the pirates but she can still be busy.

you could also potentially assume that she's a little bored )

Comments

[unas]

I'm not sure their books would be my tastes. Not if they're all what we've already seen.

[intermingled]

That is likely a fair assessment.

[unas]

You could tell me what's going on.

[intermingled]

A member of the crew is afraid of me. I suspect my ears are the source of his illogical reaction, so I have taken to wearing a hat I was gifted with what I can only describe as an insult about them from others.

[unas]

What's the hat like?

[intermingled]

It is flamboyant.

[unas]

Show me.

[intermingled]

I will simply say that I appear to be the very model of a modern major general.

[unas]

( you better be glad she's already locked in the brig, sir )

Keep it up, Spock.

[intermingled]

Aye, sir.