Ens. Gnai - This Is Punishment Alright

[Lich]

((Rakantha Province, Bajor))

Gnai had not been expecting to hear from Renirs that Cmdr. Adea had a sword in both his cane and his leg. Just how much of that was true? Surely a sword in his leg would be incredibly impractical... wouldn't it? Either way, the offer of such armaments in its suit was distasteful to it, so it chose to just not respond.

With determination, Gnai had marched itself towards the nearest bend in the river. Thankfully, Crewman Renirs had followed, after a brief bit of hesitation it seemed. She was so strange to Gnai, with her hair and also her general demeanor. It was as if she cared about nothing, and thrived on making strange comments to-and-about her colleagues. Well. Gnai would do its job and if she wasn't going to, that wasn't going to reflect on it. Hopefully.

Gnai: What brought you to tricorder training today, Renirs?

Renirs: They made me. The Princess Straight-A over there thought I need to bond with people or some similar rubbish, and my Supervising Petty Officer hates my guts, so they accepted.

Gnai looked up from its tricorder, dropping it from where it had held it up in front of the tank, to look at her. Its tendrils lit briefly with concern. This was going to be far more difficult than it had anticipated, wasn't it?

Gnai: Oh. Why did they make you? Did you do something to warrant... punishment?

This wasn't punishment, in Gnai's point of view. But she probably saw it as that, if what she said was anything to go by.

Actually.

Gnai wasn't certain that it wanted to know what she had done to deserve this. Something absolutely ridiculous, probably. Why had Lt. Jovenan assigned it to work with her? It watched her slam the tricorder in her hands, concerned.

Renirs: I dunno. Maybe it was that I beat up the Security Chief, but I don’t think I should have been punished for it. Gabe was totally okay with it, we even discussed me training his officers afterwards. He’s chill like that. ::thinks:: Or maybe it was because of that one time I showed up covered in blood and asked your boss to fire one of your colleagues. But that’s okay too, he knew to leave the ship on his own accord. ::wink::

oO What. Oo

Gnai could think of absolutely nothing to say to that. It was so deeply confused, and now at least a little bit worried for its own safety. She had beaten up the security chief?? And asked the captain to fire someone? Had she no regard for her own safety? Gnai could not understand Renirs in the slightest.

Renirs: Ugh, how do you even use this? I get stuff in, but nothing happens.

This at least was something it could respond to past just stuttering confusion. Gnai looked up again from its tricorder, showing the data as it had expected. Salinity, dissolved minerals, pH, alkalinity, turbidity, oxygen content... toxin levels. Everything was normal, barring the toxins that Jovenan had told them to look out for. Those were clearly present, but not in high enough concentrations that told them what they sought was nearby. They would need to trek a little, most likely.

Gnai: Hand it over. Please.

Gnai took the tricorder as Renirs handed it over. Hm. She had turned on some setting or other than had turned off local storage and analysis, and was only sending data back to Lt. Jovenan's tricorder. Gnai's was also communicating with Lt. Jovenan's, but it had set its tricorder up to do analysis on-device. After analysis, then it would then send the analyzed data to her. It tucked its own tricorder between its suit's arm and its tank as it tapped at Renirs' tricorder to hopefully revert the settings to be more useful.

Renirs: So, who did you have to kill to get sent here with me?

It paused briefly in the tricorder's recalibration step. What a question.

Gnai: Unclear... This ::it gestures to itself with the hand holding her tricorder:: has only just joined the Artemis.

Renirs: Response

Ah, there we go. As they had been talking, Gnai had been dividing its attention to work on her tricorder. Gnai passed the tricorder over the river, just to check and make sure that it had fiddled with the right settings.

oO Good. Oo

It showed similar enough results to Gnai's own tricorder, with small enough variance that it would hopefully be acceptable for just a simple tricorder training. With little fanfare, it handed the device back to Renirs.

Gnai: This should work now. You shouldn't hit it in the future. Look, you had turned off the analysis functions. ::showing her the settings to turn it back on again::

Renirs: Response

Gnai: Please don't take this the wrong way... ::pause:: Are you like this on purpose? You seem to take delight in... alternate methods of doing things.

oO Like eating dirt. Oo

Maybe that actually hadn't been the right thing to say. It hoped that she wouldn't take that the wrong way. Especially not with her clear pride over assaulting an officer already. Getting walloped in the middle of the Bajoran wilderness was not its idea of a relaxing shore leave.

Renirs: Response

TAG/TBC

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Ensign Gnai

Science Officer

USS Artemis-A

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