When Sival arrived at the briefing room, he noticed the captain and a few officers were already there. In front of them were two holographic projections, one of a planet and the other of a sailing ship.
Sival nodded at the captain and his crewmates, and he quietly took a seat towards the rear of the room. He gazed at the images in front of him, and he wondered what clues they were revealed about their next mission.
Falt: Forgive the excited anthropologist slash historian, but that is a beautiful sailing ship.
Oddas: ::giving a half smile:: The seawater, sleeping outside, creaking of a boat, it might get old after a couple of hours.
Any: Response
The view of the ocean reminded Sival of his son, Christopher, who was a marine exobiologist. Christopher spent his life exploring the oceans of many worlds, discovering and observing species hidden to the starfaring universe.
Lt. Stelek entered. Sival sat back and listened to the ensuing conversation.
Tito: Interesting but agreed. I must say I don’t find sailing a worthy pastime.
Oddas: response
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Falt: Whilst I’ve never been on a vessel that large, I have sailed smaller watercraft, and have even paddled much smaller ones. There is a particular feeling you get travelling in the open air, without an engine, that is hard to replicate. A feeling of being at one with the environment.
Sival could definitely appreciate that. As a child, he built small sailing ships and learned to navigate among the shifting winds. He became, as the Lieutenant aptly put it, ‘one with the environment’.
Sival wondered if Lieutenant Falt would be interested in going sailing or even parasailing sometime. He seemed to have an affinity for the natural world, which Sival shared.
Oddas: response
Any: response
Falt: I assume this is a pre-warp civilisation and the prime directive applies?
Any: Response
Sival’s interest had been piqued. He waited with anticipation for the briefing to begin.
TAG / TBC