Coming off a quiet shift in Engineering, Robert was looking forward to the buzz of activity and potential conversations he'd no doubt find in the mess hall. A ship of four-hundred could never be absolutely quiet, after all, and he had a knack for finding good conversations. Or at least good people to talk to. Whether or not he failed at the
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She blinked away thoughts of heroes and space empresses to look up at Lieutenant Leslie. Chair? What chair? Oh, that chair. "Um -" She shut down the PADD and smiled, trying not to blush over her mental flailing. "It's not. Please sit down."
Thoughts of old sci-fi novels disappeared when she noticed Lieutenant Leslie nearing her table.
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"Yeah, I'm a bit of a Jack-of-all-trades," he said with an amused little shrug. "Sometimes I'm an Engineer, sometimes I'm a scientist... sometimes I get to play navigator, which is pretty cool."
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Some people thought that remembering details like that was more than just odd, but it helped her keep on top of things. Hopefully, he wouldn't think it was creepy. Changing the subject would probably help with that. "Is navigator your favorite post?"
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At her question, Robert shrugged. "I wouldn't say favourite, no, because generally it's boring as heck when I get to do it. Engineering's fun for the troubleshooting factor, so if I've got to be on the bridge, I'd rather be at that station, honestly."
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