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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 )

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[somebadnews]

It's a long story.

[ Starting with how he still has a piece of a mirror wedged inside him. ]

I got... stuck once. There was a hall of broken mirrors I couldn't blink out of. They've been used in different ways.

[unas]

You think that would happen to every... difference?

( sure, because that's the word una )

[somebadnews]

No. I'm just saying it could.

[ He watches her closely for another few seconds, then shakes his head. ]

Well, I'm not going to wait around for them to recognize me as your accomplice. If you get bored, I've got some equations in the back of that notebook you can look over. [ If she can figure out what they mean, he'll know he made the right gamble. ] Don't... get too comfortable down here. It's not a great look.