Molbray

Star Trek: Odyssey

Aitera / molbray

Narrator BOT 01-Oct-21 06:56 AM

Until fifty or so years ago, Molbray was just another out-of-the-way small town, settled by a few thousand humans with perhaps a half dozen magic-adepts among them. Molbray was, as such, always rather medieval, and as the rest of the world developed around it the townspeople, for the most part not knowing a cantrap from a divination, remained locked in their technological and social stasis. That is, until the discovery of the Wheel. An ancient artefact believed to be of Dwarfen origin, the Wheel isn't much to look at, a stony disk some fourteen inches in diameter and with a small square hole in the middle, but it had one small property that put Molbray on the map: It spun. Always, no matter what forces opposed it, the apparently indestructible wheel turned continually in the same direction at a rate of four revolutions to the minute. The few tinkers and inventors living in Molbray immediately saw the potential of what the city's governance discounted as a museum piece, and now only a few decades later the Wheel provides the motive force for the largest hub of heavy machinery within the Prime Material Plane, with the Wheel driving, via an ingenious system of gears and axles, everything from several mills the size of cathedrals to the chain-hauled public transport system vital to getting around in the three dimensional mechanical labyrinth. It's still far from a hub of magical activity, but the heavily-guarded artefact at the city's core has turned it into an industrial powerhouse and a bastion of naturalists, tinkers, scholars, and other people who foolishly think they can make sense of the world.

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Ensign Maggie Roode 15-Oct-21 06:32 PM

*Maggie stepped out into the city with a small gasp coming from her face. She looked to the guide with a nod before letting a gasp.* “Holy…wow.”

[E] Ensign D. D'jarva BOT 15-Oct-21 06:41 PM

*D'jarva followed closely behind her. She'd never seen anything like this. It was practically beyond comprehension.* "This is incredible..."

Ensign Maggie Roode 15-Oct-21 07:00 PM

*Maggie nodded as she slowly walked forward, adjusting her suit as she walked around the area that they landed in.* “This…is crazy.”

[E] Ensign D. D'jarva BOT 15-Oct-21 07:03 PM

*She slowly walked forward. Looking up and around at the city.* "It's unbelievable." *She spotted something and just sorta...started to walk towards it. No mention of actually going towards anything she just suddenly decided that's where she was going.*

Ensign Maggie Roode 15-Oct-21 07:05 PM

*Maggie walked after the other woman and slowly adjusted her suit as she walked after her.* “How….how did they do all this? It’s amazing!”

[E] Ensign D. D'jarva BOT 15-Oct-21 07:07 PM

*She pointed at a slightly faded poster that talked about 'the wonder of The Wheel.'* "I reckon whatever that wheel is...H-Hey maybe we should ask one of the locals about it? I'm sure they'd know...like. Loads."

Ensign Maggie Roode 15-Oct-21 07:13 PM

*Maggie nodded as she looked at the other woman.* “Yeah I’m sure. I mean, I’ve heard of wheels in our universe but we haven’t had to use them in…so long! Let’s find someone.”

[E] Ensign D. D'jarva BOT 15-Oct-21 10:20 PM

*She slowly walked along the street. Occasionally something would catch her eye, or she might stop to admire the general architecture, but she was certainly being picky about who they'd talk to. She was looking for someone she felt was the exact person to ask.*

Ensign Maggie Roode 16-Oct-21 06:55 AM

*Maggie smiled as she walked with. Examining the various architectures with a small smile.* “Wow…”

[E] Ensign D. D'jarva BOT 16-Oct-21 08:31 AM

*Just as she turned to talk to Maggie, she tripped pretty much over her own feet and fell backwards.*

Ensign Maggie Roode 16-Oct-21 08:32 AM

*Maggie gasped as she ran forward and picked up the woman immediately after she fell.* “Hey! You okay?”

[E] Ensign D. D'jarva BOT 16-Oct-21 08:37 AM

*She kept her head down, but muttered out an answer.* "Y-yeah... I-I'm fine." *She dusted herself off, regardless of whether or not she was actually dirty from the little tumble.* "Maybe there's like...a little thing on the map about a uh- a place for tourists...?" *She sounded a little choked up, like she was holding back on crying.*

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Ensign Maggie Roode 16-Oct-21 08:58 AM

*Maggie looked a bit sad since her friend was sad.* “Oh uh sure! Do you need anything? I can totally get you whatever you need.” *She said as she started reading the map.*

[E] Ensign D. D'jarva BOT 16-Oct-21 09:15 AM

*She shook her head, which was mostly given away by her ears flicking back and forth as she did.* "N-no I just...I'd like to sit down I think."

Ensign Maggie Roode 16-Oct-21 10:17 AM

*Maggie nodded as she looked at the map before pointing to a spot to sit.* “Over there I think! And lemme just look over this map some more!”

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[E] Ensign D. D'jarva BOT 16-Oct-21 11:30 AM

*She walked off and sat down, rubbing her eyes with her arms and letting out a quiet sniffle.* "Phh..."

Narrator BOT 16-Oct-21 12:00 PM

*Aitera has never been a tourist destination, despite great effort by the city council. There's something about the city that makes it seem oppressive to visitors used to having open blue sky above their head, and the journey just isn't worth it even for the upper class who can afford to travel for leisure. There are a few small museums and so forth, though these are rarely visited even by the local population and tend to be small establishments deep beneath layers of city sprawl, run by lonely historians and archivists.*

Ensign Maggie Roode 16-Oct-21 01:53 PM

*Maggie smiled as she sat down next to D’jarva.* “Here! How about we head down to the museum? It’ll give us a great chance to learn about the world’s history. Do you need a hug by the way?”

[E] Ensign D. D'jarva BOT 16-Oct-21 02:32 PM

*She didn't say anything for a moment, she just sat and silently stared out at the bizarre city that surrounded them on all sides before slowly turning and slumping against Maggie, she put her arms around the taller woman and let her tail slowly wrap around the silvery-haired woman too.* "I-I'm sorry...A museum sounds good."

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Ensign Maggie Roode 16-Oct-21 05:06 PM

*Maggie smiled as she held the woman with a slow rub along her back to calm her.* “It’s okay! You don’t have anything at all to be sorry for okay? Take all the time that you need okay?” *She said with a sigh.* “Whenever you wanna head there I’m good!”

[E] Ensign D. D'jarva BOT 16-Oct-21 05:18 PM

*She shuffled in slightly and hugged a little tighter. About the most you'd expect from someone of her build.* "Thank you Maggie...you're a really nice f-" *Her ears started to lower slightly.* "Friend.."

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Ensign Maggie Roode 16-Oct-21 05:46 PM

*Maggie smiled as she hugged back just a little lighter on her new friend.* “Don’t worry about it! Being nice is one of my key characteristics, and everyone deserves somebody being nice to them don’t they?” *She said with a grin.* “I’m here as long as you need!”

[E] Ensign D. D'jarva BOT 16-Oct-21 08:16 PM

*She let her mind wander as she sat, pretty much latched onto the side of someone she'd barely met and then slowly opened her mouth to speak, taking a deep breath before saying anything.* "C-could you...r-rub my ears?"

Ensign Maggie Roode 16-Oct-21 08:31 PM

*Maggie nodded softly as she slowly rubbed her new friends ears. A blush on her face as she rubbed.* “Sure-sure! I can do that for you!”

[E] Ensign D. D'jarva BOT 16-Oct-21 11:18 PM

*It was almost infuriating how kind and enthusiastic Maggie was. And the fact Maggie was willing to just sit in a strange city in a different universe and rub D'jarva's ears. She felt strange, an odd blend of being comfortable enough that she could easily spend hours here and being nervous and pretty much terrified of this place and just generally being around someone that she didn't really know all that well.* "Th-" *She was cut off as she made a quiet chattering sound, pushing her head up against Maggie's hand and flicking her ears occasionally.* "Thank you...th-this is nice. Weird b-but a nice weird y'know?"

Ensign Maggie Roode 17-Oct-21 06:06 AM

*Maggie smiled as she continued to slow and lovingly rub the women’s ears.* “I’m glad you enjoy it! Tell me if you want to do anything else okay?” *She said with the same enthusiasm that has been present the entire time.*

[E] Ensign D. D'jarva BOT 17-Oct-21 11:52 AM

*She slowly pulled away and slowly rubbed her legs with her hands.* "M-maybe we should go check out that museum now?" *She pushed her ears back and stood up.*

Ensign Maggie Roode 17-Oct-21 11:53 AM

*Maggie stood up at the same time. Before pointing in the direction of the museum.* “Then follow me.” *She said as she started walking along the roads.*

[E] Ensign D. D'jarva BOT 17-Oct-21 02:07 PM

*She followed behind Maggie quietly. She wasn't sure in whether or not she should say anything about why she got so worked up. Or about that little hugging session.*

Ensign Maggie Roode 17-Oct-21 09:09 PM

*Maggie smiled as she walked towards the museum. Feeling a sense of worry from her friend. She merely said.* “You don’t have to explain anything if you don’t want to by the way.”

[E] Ensign D. D'jarva BOT 18-Oct-21 09:12 AM

"R-right. o-okay.." *She sped up a little to catch up with her and continued to quietly walk by her side.*

Ensign Maggie Roode 18-Oct-21 09:29 AM

*Maggie smiled as she walked up to the doors to the museum.* “All right! Let’s head inside, we can spend some time here before heading back to the party.”

[E] Ensign D. D'jarva BOT 18-Oct-21 10:19 AM

"Yeah. That uh, sounds good!" *She followed Maggie into the museum.*

Ensign Maggie Roode 18-Oct-21 10:40 AM

*Maggie began looking around the hall. After a while she stepped onto the steps of the museum.* “Well I didn’t understand anything about that! Let’s head back yea? Still more party to do!”

[E] Ensign D. D'jarva BOT 18-Oct-21 10:45 AM

"Uh...yeah! Yeah let's...just one second." *D'jarva had replicated a notepad and pencil before originally leaving the ship. Which she slid back into the little pouch around her waist.* "A-alright. Right I'm ready let's head back."

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Ensign Maggie Roode 18-Oct-21 01:06 PM

*Maggie nodded as she looked towards the woman. Leading her towards the same ship and guide. Before they flew back, heading for the #great-hall.* “Party time!”

Ensign James Kelenic 24-Oct-21 10:21 PM

(Thanks)

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PO3 Harry Lynton 18-Nov-21 04:04 PM

*A bubble would form and Harry in this instance would be walking through the streets. Despite his apprehension to coming back down planetside after the kidnapping and the subsequent events that had taken place, he had decided to go down one more time. Being on the ship without any sort of work duty was slowly making him stir crazy. All he had been doing was just sitting around and having to remanence, something that would certainly affect his performance if he to deal with it at the end of the day. So he walked through the streets, seeing the sprawl and the great variety of people The scholars and vagabonds, the wealth and the squalor of a quasi industrial society, with the massive factories starting to tower over the area. Such a interesting city that would take Harry months to find all of the secrets, yet his erudite had to be tempered. He moved to one of those small areas with relative quiet as he had his bible in hand. He had thought that maybe getting some time to catch up on reading, despite understanding that this area was not the quietest areas. So he sat down on a bench before opening up and starting to read, as he was almost playing the fish out of water scenario, except Harry had no ambition to actively play such a role.*

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PO3 Harry Lynton 21-Nov-21 12:48 AM

*Minutes passed, and Harry with the backdrop of distant crashes for a myriad of machines making the manufactured goods of this world he’d continue to read. Maybe it was the low humming of a thousand different things that weren’t people trying to kill him, or maybe it was the ability to get some space from the ship. His ship and his fellow crew members. Those people he was tasked to protect and in his warped thought process he had failed. The horror of actually telling that intelligence officer that stupid “I wish I could go back to not allow it to happen” continued to haunt him even to this moment. But even as he heard all of Mark he still couldn’t get the stench of failure off of him. An hour would pass and still the one unsettling thought was that thought of failure. That thought of failure continued to fester until a breaking point where he stood up and closed his Bible. Such an abrupt slamming of his Bible was sure to get a few weird glances, but Harry was now determined to right that wrong that only he saw. And the first step was to “stop sitting around and do some training and pt.” Any normal observer would probably determine that he had gone quite mad and those events were out of his control. Yet for Harry, he had been trained to accept the responsibility for when ill fell upon him, although the reasoning given to him by his father was extremely confusing even to a young child. But no more thoughts about that were to happen as Harry then began to walk back to the ship and the subsequent bubble formed before was popped.*

Tynek BOT 04-Dec-21 10:57 AM

*Tynek looked around as he entered this strange new place, not enjoying the feeling of transporters, but he did appreciate the usefulness in travel. He glanced at the towering, industrial buildings, so ugly, yet rather beautiful in a mechanical sense. He stopped to pop into what looked to be a pub of sorts, coming out with a nice new bottle for his collection. He continued wandering the streets, looking out for interesting people with whom he could chat. Be they crewmembers, or people of this peculiar world.*

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 04-Dec-21 11:24 AM

*A bubble formed as Alessandra entered the city, clad in a t-shirt, shorts and backpack. Her curly hair was tied back and she seemed to just wander aimlessly, eventually starting towards what she assumed was the city’s market area.*

Tynek BOT 04-Dec-21 11:27 AM

*Tynek browsed the people around him. Various humans and strange unfamiliar beings around, none of which looked fun to hang around with. That was until his eyes settled upon a Klingon looking female, likely one of the crew due to that. He grinned at the possibility of interaction with her; Klingons were always so fun to be around. He wandered over to walk alongside Alessandra.* "Ah, hello there, my friend. This is being a very interesting town, is it not?" *He spoke with his usual flippant disregard for the language; he could just speak in his native tongue, but he preferred making himself sound exotic by stumbling over words.*

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 04-Dec-21 11:29 AM

*The Half-Klingon glanced towards him. She wasn’t sure if he was a native of this planet, or a member of the crew, but she assumed the latter.* “Oh, yeah. Me recuerda a casa, más o menos. Are you from the ship?”

Tynek BOT 04-Dec-21 11:33 AM

*Tynek stared for a short while after Alessandra's speech in a different language, definitely wasn't Klingon, though had some Earth dialect to it, so possibly she was half human and half Klingon.* "Ah, me? Yes, I am member of Odyssey too! Tynek the cook, at your service, madame." *He gave a deep bow, moving with the step to spin as he straightened up again.* "Am from Risa! Not around this place, no. Very, very far away."

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 04-Dec-21 11:37 AM

“Ooh! I didn’t know we had a cook on board, aside from Señor Mike. I’m Alessandra de la Cavalleria, ships Yeoman.” *She stuck out her hand to shake.* “I’m not from this planet either. I’m from Earth, actually.”

Tynek BOT 04-Dec-21 11:39 AM

"Aha! I thought I recognised the beautiful dialect. Earth languages are just... muah~" *He finished with the full chef's kiss.* "Magnificent! So varied and yet so similar." *With a flourish, he shook her hand, clasping her hand gently with his free hand as he did so.* "Ahh, one of the rare few to see the bridge of such a fine starship. I have heard it is... nearly as charming as a Galaxy's."

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 04-Dec-21 11:44 AM

*Alessandra shook his hand gently, wondering why this guy talked so funny. Must’ve been a Risian thing.* “The bridge is alright. You should’ve seen it after we fought the Borg. I had to make like, a pile of drone corpses in the corner.”

Tynek BOT 04-Dec-21 11:47 AM

"Ahhh... no thank you. During Borg attack I tend to hide in cupboard. Much, much safer." *He shrugged his shoulders with a roguish grin.* "Am only civilian staff after all, was not trained like Starfleet to fight evil robot... eh... people. Much more useful for me to just hide and keep Risian secrets out of Borg hands." *He laughed as he checked the bottle he bought was still in his satchel.* "You will not find me fighting, thank you."

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 04-Dec-21 11:51 AM

“Oh, well, I didn’t have much of a choice, so what could you do?” *The Yeoman shrugged, her dark eyes drifting to the bottle in his satchel.* “Ih, are you buying stuff for the kitchen?”

Tynek BOT 04-Dec-21 11:54 AM

"Am I? Ah! Aha, nono. This is for me. For my cabinet. Big Mikey is not a fan of when I uh... help with running the kitchen for him. So ahh, just for Tynek and possible friends." *Tynek waved the idea away with a shrug.* "Big Mikey is uh... how would you say... easily frustrated by passion and lightheartedness."

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 04-Dec-21 11:57 AM

“Big Mikey? You mean Señor Mike, si? Hmm. Well, I was looking for stuff to buy too. Just a few souvenirs to bring home.”

Tynek BOT 04-Dec-21 12:02 PM

"Yes, yes. Big Mikey. We have err... differing opinions on cooking for a crew. He seems to forget we do not wear the uniform, like you do. Red is not a good colour on me, makes me look fat, yes?" *He rubbed his jaw as he looked at the town.* "Will be very fun stories to bring home, yes? Better than the other possible universe we could end up in. Do not want to see a Tynek with a goatee, no."

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 04-Dec-21 12:08 PM

“I think red looks nice!” *Alessandra replied, knowing her own uniform had a nice red line on it.* “But yeah, souvenirs to bring back so I could say I’ve been here would be nice. And I definitely wouldn’t want to end up in the Mirror Universe or whatever they call it. I think we had training for that sort of thing.”

Tynek BOT 04-Dec-21 04:57 PM

*Tynek shrugged slightly with a smile.* "It works on you, madame. But er... is no good on me." *He laughed as he looked around.* "So uh, what souvenirs does a half Klingon want to take home? Very fun stuff appears to be here."

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 04-Dec-21 06:27 PM

“I dunno.” *Alessandra shrugged her shoulders.* “Art and random trinkets I guess. Nothing too special or costly.”

Tynek BOT 04-Dec-21 06:30 PM

"If you want my advice, wine makes the perfect souvenir. You can remember buying it, drinking it, and the times when you choose not to drink it. Very useful for memory, no?" *Tynek held up the bottle he had bought earlier.* "Weeelll assuming all items that cross from this reality to our own do not go poof! Highly possible they may not like how our reality is." *He chuckled as he idly circled Alessandra while talking.* "So, you apply to Starfleet to serve the Capitain, no? Must be very fun job, yes?"

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 04-Dec-21 06:35 PM

*Alessandra started walking again, moving towards the market.* “Wine is ok, but the bottle is probably the most permanent part of it. And I hope they don’t disappear. That would be annoying. And so, I did apply to serve La capitana. It’s kinda fun.”

Tynek BOT 04-Dec-21 06:40 PM

"I personally have not met them. Most of the time I spend in with er... enlisted staff. There is not enough excitement and luxury for those without the fancy brass pips, no? Best to provide them with a liiitle Risian pleasure now and again, yes? Big displays and exciting gestures. Even if it keeps me below the radar, I am not hoping for a career in Starfleet." *Tynek gave a prod to Alessandra's ribs, pointing out a little shop seemingly selling odds and ends.* "Mayhaps that may be the place for your little trinkets, no?"

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 04-Dec-21 06:45 PM

“The Captain is nice! I mostly serve the other senior staff though. She usually does things herself though.” *She resisted the urge to slap his hand away from her ribs, not particularly liking physical contact in that way. She did spot the shop, though.* “Ooh, that seems cool! I hope it’s not expensive. I only brought a little bit of the money they have here.”

Tynek BOT 04-Dec-21 06:50 PM

"It won't be expensive. The trimming around the windowframe is not matched to the awning. Is probably family run, or passion project instead of commercial venture." *Tynek pointed out, being a connoisseur of style had certain advantages.* "Ahh the senior staff. Such a romantic role, no? Sailing the stars from behind the helm, instead of being lumped in barely above the er... secondary ship bit." *Tynek was quite hands on, and tended to talk while moving around a person, often fidgeting, except for his left leg, which stayed almost mechanically on track despite the rest of his motions, working like a pivot.*

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 04-Dec-21 07:01 PM

“Huh. You can tell all that from the awning? Cool!” *Alessandra paused right outside the door, fishing around for the bag of silver pieces that worked as currency here.* “And they’re not very romantic. They tend to get in trouble a lot.”

Tynek BOT 04-Dec-21 07:04 PM

"Ah yes, a good Risian can tell quality from expense. A Ferengi acquires, a Risian desires." *Tynek smirked as he poked his head through the doorway.* "Do not be forgetting, this is a land like legends of old. If you run out of money, try makings a trade. Is more fun that way." *He suggested, watching the girl prepare her currency.* "And trouble is very romantic. No good night of passion has no trouble, no? Rogues, renegades, and Risians know this."

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 04-Dec-21 07:07 PM

“Mmmm. Nah. I don’t have anything to trade. What’s with you and romance?” *She didn’t dislike the guy, but thought he was a little weird. Mostly because he was talking like a theater kid and constantly taking about ‘romantic’ things.*

Tynek BOT 04-Dec-21 07:12 PM

"What is with me and romance? My dear friend! You must have never been to Risa in your life! Ahhh it's such a beautiful place, very popular for Starfleet shore leave. Though er... we have how you might say... differing opinions on the topic of romance and sensuality. In Risa we have many celebrations of passion, everything involves it. You do not simply cook food; you chef! You do not sweep, you clean! Everything is with passion, and passion is with everything." *Tynek signified his point with a flourish.* "To a Risian, nothing is more important, than the smile of a stranger. Except the smile of a dear friend."

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 04-Dec-21 07:18 PM

*The Half-Klingon just blinked, clearly perplexed. This all sounded like some overly dramatic thing to her which she didn’t quite understand.* “O-Kay… let’s just go into the shop then, esta bien?”

Tynek BOT 04-Dec-21 07:21 PM

"Yes, yes. I shall see if they sell any cigars. I am running low on my stock." *Tynek agreed, seemingly not noticing her confusion at his words. In his defense, it made perfect sense to him. He strode into the shop happily.* "Ahh so good to be feeling my foot on normal ground, no? Fake gravity feels so perfect after time."

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 04-Dec-21 07:22 PM

*Alessandra followed him in, closing the door behind her.* “It doesn’t feel much different from artificial gravity. You smoke cigars? I heard that was bad for you.”

Tynek BOT 04-Dec-21 07:25 PM

"Ah but breathing is also bad for you. So much nasty stuff in the air to die on. Why not spend your air doing something you enjoy? Besides, Risians are different to humans inside, we are better at coping with the er... abusive side of drink and cigars, no? Fun fact, every doctor that serves Starfleet on Risa is technically a Xenobiologist, just due to how different we are inside. So icky." *Tynek laughed below his breath as he explores the shelves of the shop.* "So, Mrs Alessandra, what passions drive you?"

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 04-Dec-21 07:28 PM

“I don’t think…. Whatever. I mostly just like to paint miniatures and stuff.” *The Half-Klingon shrugged, moving to inspect a display of small statuettes.*

Tynek BOT 04-Dec-21 07:30 PM

"Ahaa! Tiny little statue people, my mother used to collect them. She would make great scenes of home and far away with them! I was not allowed to touch..." *Tynek shrugged his shoulders.* "I just did not see why the Klingon could not enjoy being on a Romulan ship. They both are Birds of Prey, I thought he would know what to do with it. But ah, story for another time, no?" *He peered into the display.* "Hm... I wonder if I would be allowed to bring a sword back with me..."

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 04-Dec-21 07:31 PM

“I assemble and paint them myself. And I don’t know much about Klingons or romulan ships, so… do they even sell swords here?”

Tynek BOT 04-Dec-21 07:33 PM

"I know very very little about ships, except the names. So... eh?" *Tynek did his usual little shrug once more.* "But no swords sold in here. Though look at this world, I am being very sure that someone will be willing to part with a fancy blade for a bit of persuasion, no? I heard talk of tournaments, perhaps I could persuade an armourer to part with one..."

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 04-Dec-21 07:36 PM

“If you like. As long as you don’t go stabbing people.”

Tynek BOT 04-Dec-21 07:45 PM

"Ahh, you have no confidence in me. I am a kind gentle sort. Just this world is one of magic and might, would be terrible waste to leave without one of their finest products, no?" *Tynek suggested, feigning insult at the very thought he would stab someone.*

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 04-Dec-21 07:48 PM

“Hmmm. If you say so.”

Tynek BOT 04-Dec-21 07:50 PM

"So, come come, you must tell me what you do with your models after they are painted! Do you display them on beautiful sets and scenery?"

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 04-Dec-21 07:50 PM

“Most of the time I just display them on my shelf, yeah. But sometimes I use them in campaigns—it’s all apart of a big Wargame on tabletop that I play.”

Tynek BOT 04-Dec-21 07:56 PM

"A war-game?" *The words seemed unfamiliar on Tynek's tongue, his brow furrowed as he tried to make sense of the strange words.*

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 04-Dec-21 08:03 PM

“Yeah! Like a military strategy simulation. But in tabletop miniature form.”

Tynek BOT 05-Dec-21 06:49 AM

"Aha. You know, for a exploration federation, you all like your war games, yes? Is uh... confusing to me. Then again, mama always said I was no good at strategy."

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 05-Dec-21 08:00 AM

“Better a fake war on a tabletop than a real one with real people.” *The Yeoman shrugged.*

Tynek BOT 05-Dec-21 05:28 PM

"Ehh I suppose. But better no war at all, right? Ah, must be a Starfleet thing, no? Anyway, found anything fun in the little people cabinet?" *Tynek asked as he stared through the display as well.* "How would they fight with only swords and bows? Makes no sense."

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 05-Dec-21 05:32 PM

“Hmm. Fair, I guess.” *She picked out a silver miniature of a dragon from the cabinet.* “What do you mean how would they fight? Do you mean the miniatures?”

Tynek BOT 05-Dec-21 05:33 PM

"Ah yes! Do they all have swords and shields? Or do some have phasers? Would be unfair to fight phaser with bow, yes?" *Tynek rubbed his chin as he considered it.* "May just be confusing you, no? Please let me know."

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 05-Dec-21 05:35 PM

“Looks mostly like swords and magic and stuff… but if everyone else has that, then what’s the problem?”*Alessandra was confused and not quite sure what he was talking about.*

Tynek BOT 05-Dec-21 05:37 PM

"Never worry, was just musing and thinking about things." *Tynek admired the workmanship for a while before changing the subject.* "So what made you er... want to be part of Starfleet? Is interesting to hear from those who are no officers."

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 05-Dec-21 05:40 PM

“Oh! I joined starfleet because *mi madre* was in before me and I didn’t have many plans aside from that. Why did you come to the ship?”

Tynek BOT 05-Dec-21 05:46 PM

"Me? Ahh I got bored on Risa. So much eh... dadada... Same-same, you know? Every day you wake up, see same people, do same things. Got boring, so I listen to the Officers when they think nobody is listening, find out about interesting ships and interesting places. Signed up my cooking skills for the Odyssey, as cooks are important on ships where replicators may not always work, no? Just gets me away from home and the sadness of it."

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 05-Dec-21 05:49 PM

“Oh, okay! That seems reasonable. I wish we could go home so I can taste *Mi Abuela’s* cooking, though. No offense, but I don’t think you could make *Gallo Pinto* the way she does.”

Tynek BOT 05-Dec-21 05:51 PM

"Considering I do not know the name? Absolutely I could not. So no insulting taken, my friend. Now then, have you managed to find a mini person that takes your fancy? There seems a lot to pick from, no?" *Tynek continued, immediately trying to dodge talk about getting home.*

Yeoman Alessandra Cavalleria BOT 05-Dec-21 05:53 PM

*Alessandda smiled and held up a miniature of a kingly figure made of silver.* “Yeah!”

Tynek BOT 07-Dec-21 11:28 AM

"Ah, looks good, yes yes. Very strong!" *Tynek enthused as he studied it.* "You have moneys to buy silver mini-man? Looks like it may be expensives, no?"

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