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[chambermaid]

[ it's baby's first post! the feed turns on to show a young lady staring down at her communicator with a look that is both one of pure wonderment and confusion. she runs her finger down the screen only to startle a little. her eyes widen then squint as she reads the screen's display. her lips press together tightly for a moment before her teeth worry her bottom lip.

then she seems to realize something and she almost drops the device in her surprise.]

Oh! Um-- Hello? Is it-- Do I speak now? [ she looks up before she looks down and gives another sheepish smile.] Hello. I'm Guinevere. But I go by Gwen. I apologize, I am still learning how to use this... communicator? [ she says it as though she's not sure that's what it's called. after moment, she pauses, her expression awkward suddenly when she realizes that she needs to ask a question, perhaps a worrisome one.

so she just looks sympathetic, a tight lipped, 'sorry-for-any-inconvenience' sort of expression. ] I wanted to ask... what manner of creatures have been attacking? [ as in what did do they look like and how can she avoid them? ]

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[chambermaid]

Kirk then.

There are no swords?

[goldshirt]

Only those brought on board or left behind by people who're gone.

thanks spam folder i know kirk tags are tasty and all....

[chambermaid]

I see. I suppose that makes it safer here. [ minus the whole... manicore thing. ]

[goldshirt]

Safer?

[chambermaid]

Without weapons, places would be a bit safer.

[goldshirt]

You think so?

so so late

[chambermaid]

Do you not?

[goldshirt]

Think it depends on the place.

[chambermaid]

And here?

[goldshirt]

This isn't one of those places you can be without a weapon.

[chambermaid]

But I thought... you meant me to understand there were no weapons. [ what are guns?]

[goldshirt]

[he pauses, trying to figure how she got that impression. then ah. no forges]

We have guns on board, not blades.

[chambermaid]

Guns?

[goldshirt]

They're projectile weapons.

[he assumes she doesn't know what gunpowder is, if she doesn't know what a gun is]

[chambermaid]

Like a crossbow.

[goldshirt]

But a lot more efficient.

[he pauses.]

If you want a look around the Gunnery I can give you a tour sometime.

[chambermaid]

Is it safe? [ She doesn't know anything about guns!]

[goldshirt]

{he grins.]

You'll be safe with me.

[chambermaid]

[ Oh, Kirk. She smiles, reassured.] I suppose then I would go.

[goldshirt]

Just let me know when you want to go.

[chambermaid]

Perhaps some time next week?

[goldshirt]

Sounds good. Do you know how to contact people personally on these communicators? You can give me a shout.

[chambermaid]

Someone offered to teach me.

[goldshirt]

Great. I look forward to it.

[chambermaid]

I will speak to you soon.