Educational Blank Spot

[privateproperty]

She unpacked the last of the books when she was between shifts and Kri'Stak was on duty. Once the limited shelf space was completely covered in them, they were officially living on the Federation ship.

Dahlfes found a corner to sit and practice her music for a while, until the door chimed. She set it down. "Who is it?" Old habits. Her master didn't always want her opening the door to just anyone.

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[privateproperty]

He's Security. She has to be on her best behavior with Security or it'll be held against Kri'Stak somehow. Never get careless in front of the Law. Everybody knew that.

...However, how one was supposed to be around a Vulcan was mostly limited to 'be somewhere else.'

Breathe. "Understood, Sir," she says as professionally as she can manage. "My name is Dahlfes. The First Officer and I are here on exchange -- but you probably know that, of course. How may I help you?" Because she has no idea.

[war_of_reason]

"Yes." he agrees. "I've read the limited file that we have, and have verified that the relationship is entirely with your consent, even if it is not with your original contractor. I am also aware of Orion cultural taboos regarding giving one's name - especially to authority. Otherwise, I would ask. In lieu of that, are you aware of any security risks your presence, or interest from parties you have had past business with, might present?"

[privateproperty]

Well ... he was remarkably on top of things. He understood about her relationship. He wasn't going to try to get her family name. For an incomprehensible mysterious force, that ... was really rather nice.
Breathing again came easier. The least she could do was try to answer the question correctly. "I am very careful about trying to avoid any causes of aggression or headaches, Sir. If the life support systems in the kitchens could be set on advanced air-reclamation, that could help. For the most part, my only enemies probably don't know I exist, Sir. I should have died two years ago. If I encounter them, I will happily identify them quietly so that the crew can know not to do business with them."

[war_of_reason]

"I will make certain that the systems are set. A good suggestion. What can you tell me about these enemies, if anything?"

[privateproperty]

"A small group of Romulans and humans who were not good business associates," she keeps it simple, as she feels she must. "They will probably not be relevant, but I wanted to be thorough, and they're the only people it's my place to call security risks."