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Who: Shawn Hunter and YOU!!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Golden
When: September 19, evening

[As weird as Shawn's world was, it was never this weird. Instead of waking up in his apartment, where he should be, he's in some giant ship - and none of it feels real. This can't be real life. It just can't.

He's not on the giant ship for long, though: he finds himself beamed (like space sci-fi beamed??) onto a new place, with confetti and chocolate pudding that looks kinda suspect - but he'll eat it, food is food. Still blowing the confetti out of his face, he'll wander around, taking photos along the way. Every single one's uploaded to the Fleet, and well- there's gonna be an abundance of artsy photos, from various places on the Marsiva to the stations around the SS Golden. (People are optional.)

About an hour after the last one, Shawn's settled in the kitchen and he's fiddled enough with the comm device to realize that he goofed. Big-time. So when the feed clicks on, he looks more apologetic than usual.]

Look, I don't know how I got here - and normally? I'd be kinda down with living in outer space and being on some reality show. Problem is, I'm about to go to college, and I worked too hard to throw all of that away for... whatever this is.

[Making a face, though he's not quite aware of it:] Since I'm stuck here until God-knows-when, is there any way I can call home? Or figure out if anyone else I know's along for the ride? Thanks, uh, and sorry about all the photos earlier. I'm still kinda new to this thing.

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The simplest way to describe it is that "we run the computers". It's a bit more complicated than that, though. Let's see... It's our job to run stuff like the diagnostics systems, as well as running the various scanners and radars the ship has. If something happens to the computers, it's our job to recover the data that can be recovered. We can also encrypt and decrypt messages so that people can talk on random frequencies without fear of it being overheard by random people listening in. In theory we should be able to break into other people's communications network that way too, but we haven't really had a reason or chance to test that.

Aside from that, we also do diplomacy and organization between ships in the fleet, if there's a need for them.

[All of this sounds really important, but Uzuki's just kind of thinking about how the scanning never works when we need it to and most of the people that attack us won't even bothering using communications.]

[That is... a lot of information to process. Shawn takes it all in stride, trying to get the general gist rather than to break it all down. His world isn't exactly quite up to speed, but it's getting there.]

Hey, computer work is pretty important. Especially since it looks like we rely on our devices a lot. All of the augments are, if you think about it. Engineers keep the ship running, the docs keep us healthy, the pilots take us where we need to go, and uh... I'm sure the other augments're useful too. Like the cooking one.

[Headtilt. Eh, he'll remember most of those augments eventually.]

The other main one is Security, whose job is... Well, security. The Golden actually had three security officers when I first arrived here, though I think we're down to one now. After the main five, it's mostly quality of life improvements rather than essential ones. If I recall, the other ones are...

Maintenance, which is basically a custodian, cooks, which are kind of obvious, "personnel support", which is essentially taking care of the people on the ship's mental health, and "tactical support", which is...

...I'm actually not sure. The name judging by the name, they help security in some way...?

[Her guess is as good as his. Shawn shrugs almost helplessly.] Usually, tactician guys are like, planners in the battlefield. So the security guy might be directly responsible for helping us, but the tactics guy has our strategies and long-term stuff in mind.

At least, that's how it went in video games. [And really bad sci-fi movies. He knows better than to say that bit out loud.] Thanks for the refresher, Uzuki.

Um, this might be a weird form of repayment, but I saw you dancing earlier - and I'm actually not that bad at it myself. I could uh, try to help you if you want?

Eh? Is... that okay...?

[...She's thinking about this for a bit... Trainer-san did say something about how training with new people helps things along...]

If you're okay with it, that's fine. I know the choreography pretty well, but I always mess up the turn. Let me just put down the choreography...

[And in a little bit, you get a little file containing the choreography... for this.]

More than okay. It's one dance, how hard can it be?

[He opens the file, glancing at the choreography and... oh. What did he just agree to? While he loses a little color in his face, he swallows his nervousness and stares at it one more time before he sets his device back down.]

Okay, so... [He glances at it again, and then back at her.] Could you dance right up to the turn? Like show me everything you've got up 'til then.

Understood! I'll do my best!

[And... Yes, carefully doing things up until about the 42 second mark, and is narrating the steps as she goes.]

...And then the turn is here.

[He nods. Rolling up his sleeves, he stands besides her and then attempts to do the turn she talked about.

The first time, he nearly trips over his own feet. He frowns, going at it again, and trying to space his feet a little further and... huh. That went a lot better.]

Hey, your feet might've been like mine. If you space them a liiiittle bit out like that, maybe it'll make a difference.

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