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Who: Elim Garak and YOU
Broadcast: Network wide at first; to the Red Fish ship afterwards
Action: In his room
When: December 28th

[A wholly pleasant smile appears on the network. While the face it's attached to is . . . reptilian, to say the least, at least the smile is friendly. Prominent ridges outline Garak's cheekbones and where a human's eyebrows would be; his black hair is neatly combed back from his face.]

I wonder . . . while the planet below is quite charming, I find myself rather disliking the temperature. And while I can amuse myself with embroidery, I find myself wanting nothing more than a good book. Do any of you have recommendations? I'm somewhat familiar with Terran literature; a friend of mine even says I have a favorite genre: realistic fiction, if that's any help.

My sincerest gratitude to any who might help.

[A beat. He cuts off the feed and adds to the members of the Red Fish:]

Coil. Might I ask you to stop by when you've a spare moment?

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[One ridge raises up.]

Only according to a human standard, I assure you. If you were a Cardassian, you'd be positively swooning.

Is that what you are? Cardassian?

[he likes the bit of wit. it widens his smirk into a thin smile.]

I don't know about the swooning... but if I were human, I think I'd likely be ordering some sort of hunt.

But since you aren't, might I count myself safe? I should hate to have to learn to fight so early in my time here.

Oh, I don't know. I hate to rule anything out right off the bat.

...But it is a rare day that I order a hunt purely based on someone's looks, so... odds are in your favor.

To be pretty and powerful: what a charming life you must lead. I must admit, I'm jealous. Now, did you craft that face yourself, or is it to your mother I must send my compliments?

[obviously hilarious or not, Tek will still take the flattery.]

Oh, I'd like to think that it's some perfect combination of both. ...Appearances are important, you know.

Of course. If you haven't your appearance, you haven't anything. Now: those pretty marks on your eyes. A simple make-up trick, or might your species be so fortunate as to have it naturally?

[ha, and here he laughs a little, pulling back from the screen as he settles straighter in his seat.]

Actually... how about this.

Names first? That only seems polite, before we start complimenting each other's eyes...

My sincerest apologies! Garak, at your service.

And you may call me Tek.

It has so far been a pleasure to make your acquaintance.

The feeling is mutual. A good conversation partner is quite a rare find.

How long have you been here? ...Because it's more rare in this fleet than you perhaps realize.

A few days, nothing more. Though I sense from the size of the fleet we aren't precisely a booming population, hm?

[Frankly, they only truly need one standard sized ship.]

Little more than scattered prisoners sent floating without anything to do.

Ah, well, now I see why you were so keen on hunting. Might I suggest you let me live so we might continue conversing?

Oh... you know, you do make a convincing argument.

I'll agree to spare you for now.

Such generosity! Truly, I've made a charming friend today.

That is what they say about me. Charming and generous.

I can't help it. I have a very gracious nature.

I can see that.

[Time to move on, however. Much as he assumes this is in jest, he'd rather not linger on anything like hunting. He's had enough of that fora lifetime.]

Will you tell me a bit of where you're from? I suppose I ought to be a good citizen and find out more about my new cellmates.

[ah, and he does appreciate someone who can function on both the level of banter and quips, and more direct conversation. he takes the shift of topic in stride.]

Oh, certainly. ...And do you mean where I am from orginally, or where it was that I came here from?

Oh, I'll let you choose.

Well, I do find the fact that this is not the only world that I've been imprisoned on to be of particular interest.

I haven't seen my true home in quite some time.

Nor have I. Rather unfortunate, isn't it? Tell me of your home, that sounds a far cheerier topic.

[they could change the subject and Tek could share about his home... or he could try to sate his own curiosity first.]

Well... might I first ask if you mean that you were pulled from your world in something like this before... [kind of gesturing around himself to indicate the Fleet as a whole] ...Or do you mean something more mundane?

I'm nearly as unlucky as you, I'm afraid.

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