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[goodform]

*With an expression quite clearly telling any would-be comedians that suggestions involving body cavities or other charming invective will be met with severe scorn and possibly dire retribution, the captain leans up against a convenient Nexus wall and says*

What should I do with this?

*"This" is a USB flash drive or memory stick, (a bit like this

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[vicioussweetie]

"Looks like a computer part." She shrugs. "I don't know beyond that.

"Smoking is very bad for your health. Fills your lungs with nasty things, and can kill you."

[goodform]

Ali.

*Well, if anyone's going to have any success in making him give up the habit, it would be her*

I find it hard to believe that something as insubstantial and commonplace as smoke can kill me.

[vicioussweetie]

"There's itty-bitty things in the smoke, things you can't see with just your eyes. If there weren't, it'd be just like air, right? And that stuff coats the inside of your lungs so you can't breathe anymore. It's sorta like drowning, without getting wet." She figures a pirate would know that drowning's a miserable way to die.

[goodform]

*he listens to her explanation with the slight feeling that he's being sent back to school*

And what would your preference be, Ali? That I stop? That I stop only while in your presence?

[vicioussweetie]

"That you stop. I don't want you to die any sooner than necessary."

[goodform]

*he nods, because after all he's heard today he could have guessed what her response would be. Outwardly, because he's proud and stubborn, he says*

Thankyou. I will be sure to give it careful thought.

*..but inwardly he's greatly pleased at her obvious desire to see him live*

[vicioussweetie]

"I hope so." She looks down, brushing some of her eternally unruly hair off her cheek. "I really hope so."