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Who: Red Fish crew - Hange, Garak, Zhas and Coil
Broadcast: n/a
Action: On the Red Fish deck
When: shortly after the shuffle and Garak's arrival

[The ship is small enough that when their new crewmate appears, Hange can round up the boys just by taking a stroll through the ship and yelling.]

Zhas! Coil! We have a new recruit, let's meet in the galley!

[Time for everyone to get comfy with each other. And also, discuss ship upgrades, this seems like a convenient time to do that.]

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A far better prospect than entertaining, and one I wholeheartedly support.

[He glances up at the two boys.]

Is there so much work on the ships that we need to worry about sending too many people out at once?

[the line of his skullish mouth presses thin; he's obviously got a couple of reservations. he didn't like group work when "mother dearest" told him to do it, and he likes the idea of doing jobs for complete strangers even less.

so he shakes his head to Garak and gives that so-so gesture of his. Zhas is not totally on board.]

[ugh, Coil wanted to not be part of this conversation at all, but he suddenly finds that he has input to share. and because of circumstances he'd grown accustomed to before being pulled to this world, he 'speaks up' before he really thinks about it.

first, he automatically starts signing toward Hange... but it isn't easy, spelled-out words. so, he stops and corrects himself, turning to Zhas instead. maybe he'll... be okay with playing translator. he maybe should have asked first, but it's too late for that now.

it's a little confused, but he relays the point that he works just fine on his own. he's done it a lot. he can make money by himself.]

[She has stuff to say in response to both Garak and somewhat to Zhas, but now she holds up her hand to everyone, looking at Zhas. Translate, please; she would like to hear what Coil has to say.]

[he pays attention. this is news to Zhas, too, even if it doesn't take a great stretch of the imagination... and while he doesn't like speaking for himself, he'll talk for Coil without hesitation.]

...Says he'll do fine on his own. He's got a lot of experience making money by himself in situations like these.

[She nods slightly... all right, points one by one:]

Garak: it's not so much that I'm concerned about the ship as I am concerned about our safety. We don't know quite yet what this universe has to throw at us, and so far every situation has had something new. I wouldn't want to send out one person without another to watch their back. At the same time, four could get unwieldy.

Anyway. [More to Zhas and Coil now.] A job situation might be simple, but a potential hostage situation or kidnapping... might be good for our pocketbooks, but sounds like a potential mess to me. I'd rather not send one person out without some backup.

Either way, it's not something we need to commit to now. We can keep our eyes and ears open, see what kind of opportunities come up, and see if we have the requisite skills to fulfill them. Without one person gallivanting off alone. [A short but pointed glance at Coil; it seems like a risk in this case. Anyway, with that she has nothing more to say on the topic personally.]

[He nods, privately agreeing. Hange seems entirely sensible; he's quite pleased she seems to be in charge. At the mention of kidnapping, though, his ridges raise-- that's something he'll ask about later. Goodness, this ship might be better than he thought, if they're not so morally uptight.]

Might I ask what skills each of you possess? Beyond your augments, obviously.

[He asks it with wide eyes, going for intrigued and slightly awed.]

[...and suddenly, Zhas becomes acutely aware that torture, murder, and necromancy--however true--are not very acceptable answers. especially towards someone who says that he's just a tailor. face ridges or no.

...but he fails to think of any acceptable substitutes, and just... kind of... looks over towards Coil. any ideas, buddy?]

[Coil is doing his own thing by looking off somewhere neutral and uninvolved while the conversation rolls forward... until he hears no answer from Zhas.

...and when he finally glances over at the silence, he's suddenly caught by Zhas already looking at him.

there is a moment of somewhat hilarious blinking as Coil is caught uncharacteristically off-guard. so much so that he just automatically shrugs in defense!

it's not their finest moment.]

[mehehehehe she saw that and it was funny. She doesn't laugh, but she does make kind of a weird face]

[in response to Garak:]

Oh, I'm military back at home! Weapons development, strategy, I led some squads, you know. [said just oh so perfectly cheerfully as usual]

I see!

[WOW, crew, he expected way better when you guys said you were kidnappers. Good grief. On the outside, of course, all he gives is a slightly bemused smile and a nod towards Hange.]

Well. I can't imagine that didn't come with a particular set of skills; I'm sure you'll find work quite easily down below.

[He stands with a nod.]

If that's all?

[...yeah, he'll just let that one die. he glances at Hange to see if she had anything else to say.]

[Haha, Garak. She wasn't talking about them kidnapping anyone, and something about his phrasing is nagging at her; she stares at him with brows slightly drawn, worrying the words over in her mind.

And then it doesn't go away, but she shifts it aside to address her last point and raises her hand.]

It's not all, actually. I want to discuss ship upgrades we'll spring for this month as well.

There are four of us now, and Garak, you may be able to contribute. It takes two people to upgrade one part of the ship. My personal vote is for the kitchen and bathroom, but what do you boys think?

[Well maybe she should have been. With a slight sigh he returns to his seat, but nods at her words.]

Given of what I've seen of the ship so far, might I suggest the bathroom? Unless any of you has any particular cooking ability, it might be more beneficial.

[one of them (hi) has some cooking ability, but he's been doing all right with their first rank upgrade. he nods.]

Think the bathroom's half-paid anyway.

[Coil just shrugs. he's too new here to know what they have, and he certainly doesn't care.

if they can't improve the lab, he has no valuable input.]

Trust me, Garak... improving the protein output we have on ship would be highly beneficial.

[Dry. So very, very dry.

She can also cook, anyway. It's part of basic training and she can do chemistry: she can cook.]

So, let's finish paying for a bathroom upgrade for this month... Zhas, if you do that, why don't Coil and I pay for a kitchen upgrade? I have hopes of us escaping the endless abyss of protein yet.

Does that sound satisfactory for everyone?

[He nods, his smile going somewhat strained. Fantastic, more terrible rations. Just what he wanted.]

[he also nods. sounds good to him. he glances at Coil to make sure he's on-board... though he knows, either way, that he'll probably have to nag him until he puts his order in anyway.]

[he nods in that way that says, yes... Zhas will totally have to bother him again about it.]

Good.

[Well, whatever. That can be Zhas' job. She stands up.]

Zhas... if you wouldn't mind, take a ten-minute break and then I'd like a private word with you. And then with you after that, Garak.

[Very mellowly but it's pretty clear that she wants a "yes" from both of them.]

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