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[Private to Scorpius]

[She's so pleased, she's purring. And not just in her speech. She's actually purring softly with every breath.]

Tell me you heard.

[Private to Crichton]

Well, well, well. What an intriguing development.

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So, after she got the boot you came out smelling like roses?

[She'll have to get used to deciphering the Earth idioms. Maybe she should ask for an encyclopedia of them.]

There weren't any flowers involved.

[A book might be a good idea.]

[He shakes his head.]

No. It's an Earth saying. It means her getting in trouble made you look even better.

Oh. Then yes. I smelled of roses.

[Your sayings are weird, John.]

[So he's heard.]

What happened to your competition?

She defected and became part of the Rebellion.

So what's the rebellion?

Exactly what it sounds like. A group of resistance fighters that try to undermine the Horde's rule on Etheria.

What is the Horde like? What are their values? Their rules?

It's called the Evil Horde. What do you think it's like? Might makes right, kill or be killed. Choose your very appropriate cliche.

Sorry, Evil Horde.

[Must not snicker. Keep it together.]

So you're in a constant state of fighting for the pecking order and trying to ascend the ranks? Sounds familiar.

What about special talents? You get any merits for that?

Depends on the talent.

[Her look is very pointed. You know what she means.]

[He knows exactly what that look means.]

Yeah, I'm up on that first one. I'm just assuming, since you made it to second, that you might have something between your ears to offer too. Correct me if I'm wrong.

Well I do know how to use my talents appropriately.

[Her humblness is a thin, transparent veil. She's actually a damn sight smarter than most of the majority of the Horde forces she commands. The men are all too often utter buffoons with born talents they don't know how to weild without instruction. The women are fewer, but smarter, and those are her only competition. She's learned how to stay ahead of them.]

[He doesn't completely trust the act she's giving him. He's no stranger to capable women. Even Chiana, for all her flaunting, has a sharp-ass wit about her.]

I'm sure you do. How about here? You signed up to work anywhere on the ship yet?

Why would I volunteer my labor? This is a prison ship, dearie. I didn't ask to be here, and I certainly don't care about keeping the place nice.

What else have you got to do?

Not a compelling argument, dearie. I'd just as soon do nothing rather than do anything to help my captors.

Let me put it this way: if you had to sign up somewhere, where would you want to work most?

I wasn't born yesterday, John. You can sign me up anywhere you want, I won't do it.

You can relax. I'm not planning to. [Yet.]

[He'd prefer not to have to start this thing off by bossing her around. Sounds like she's had plenty of experience with that. He'll try the carrot first.]

All I really want to know is if you have any other hobbies or skills besides the obvious. Is that so hard for you to answer?