[video] un: k2so
[A video! Of a DROID. A dark faced droid with white photoreceptors looking at his video feed. If droids could have facial expressions, his would be confused, or annoyed, or a bit of both really.]
Handy man. I was assigned to be a handy man at a place called Nuts and Bolts. What an absurd name for a business. If they understood my capabilities they would understand they are well above “Handy Man”. I am not some simple labor droid.
[He pauses his rant, head lifting and looking back and forth, before continuing to speak again.]
This situation is abnormal. The odds that they are lying however appear to be low. The situation I recorded last was ... not good, so this could be considered a vast improvement. I am, however, unfamiliar with some of the technology here. They could have at least equipped me with some upgrades instead of this communication device.
[What a string of complaints! Oh right, this device. He looked down to it again, stared, then lifted his other hand near it.]
I am K-2SO. I am looking for those who may understand the call sign of “Rogue One” ... which is also an absurd name.
That is all. [and he would cut the feed unless someone replies to this. The odds of someone replying are high. The odds of it being someone he actually knows are about middle ground. That, to him, is being optimistic and hopeful]
Handy man. I was assigned to be a handy man at a place called Nuts and Bolts. What an absurd name for a business. If they understood my capabilities they would understand they are well above “Handy Man”. I am not some simple labor droid.
[He pauses his rant, head lifting and looking back and forth, before continuing to speak again.]
This situation is abnormal. The odds that they are lying however appear to be low. The situation I recorded last was ... not good, so this could be considered a vast improvement. I am, however, unfamiliar with some of the technology here. They could have at least equipped me with some upgrades instead of this communication device.
[What a string of complaints! Oh right, this device. He looked down to it again, stared, then lifted his other hand near it.]
I am K-2SO. I am looking for those who may understand the call sign of “Rogue One” ... which is also an absurd name.
That is all. [and he would cut the feed unless someone replies to this. The odds of someone replying are high. The odds of it being someone he actually knows are about middle ground. That, to him, is being optimistic and hopeful]

text | un: v-nikiforov
It's a silly thing to be caught up in on some level, but it's also complicated; Victor settles on text in the end. )
Sorry to say that it's apparently all on purpose that we're given work that has nothing to do with any capabilities we do or don't have. Apparently, life on ship runs much more smoothly when everyone's thrown blindly into the mix. Everyone of the crew I spoke with over the last few weeks has reiterated how it used to be different, but that was apparently more of a disaster.
Welcome, for what that's worth! Nice to meet you, K-2SO. I'm Victor Nikiforov.
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[Text however, will be returned, with less sarcastic 'tone', but no less sarcastic in words.]
The odds of using your man power where they are best suited seems much more efficient than to haphazardly toss people here and there and hope something works out. Why would anyone do that on purpose and think that was a good idea?
Thank you, Victor Nikiforov, for your welcome.
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Ergo, he's going to stick with finding this really cool, and proclaiming loudly to his dog, "Makkachin, I'm talking with a real robot!" His dog remains ambivalent, for all his tail thumps twice in response to the lilt in Victor's tone. )
I was equally curious, but no one really had anything in specific to say. At one time, no one was assigned to anything. After that, people were assigned to better jobs, and it was a disaster. Why? How? Good questions! No one's come up with an answer yet, no matter how happily tipsy we're all getting together.
( Not that he's drinking so much as it seems, but it's definitely easiest to get people to chat when drinks are part of the equation. #hetries )
You're not stuck where you were assigned out of orientation, for what that's worth. Once you're settled here, they invite us to apply where we like, even to this crew. I was reassured of this many times over.
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Thank you for the information. The reassurance to being able to find a new assignment is... helpful.
Tipsy? Is there celebration going on, or a lack of oxygen.
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You're welcome. I won't fault people for wanting to allow those of us who have never lived in space or... dealt with anything close to this time to adjust. Making sure our work isn't terribly important saves a certain amount of effort on everyone's part.
Hah! The celebration was a few ship-cycles ago, by my count, but no, it's nothing formal. Grabbing drinks and raising a glass to the life you're living now, as you do.
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I see. You are from a primitive planet not yet tangled up in the advance technologies of space travel. I'm not sure if that is a pity of a mercy for you and your kind.
[There is a pause before more text shows up... 'as you do'?]
It is not something I do. It is, however, something my Captain has done, so I understand your meaning.
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You're not wrong! We've managed to make it to our moon and back, and have a space station in orbit of our planet, but manned missions beyond that haven't been put into action yet.
Yes... I'm sorry, this is probably rude. Can you even drink?
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The moon though. How revolutionary. [Okay, that was sarcastic. Pardon him please.]
I do not require drinking of any kind to function, and do not see the point in drinks to lower inhibitions. I find it best just to speak your mind and do as needed.
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( Victor blinks, then laughs out loud. Revolutionary. Yes, sarcasm, he can tell, but he's still laughing. Language is such a beautiful tool. )
Good one!
And a good philosophy. Though I'm reminded that it's not always the most diplomatic.
( As someone who just as often speaks his mind and ends up being too blunt about it... )
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[Good one? He was not offended by the sarcasm? Interesting. He will have to keep an eye out for this one. Anyone who can deal with his shitty comments is worth talking to.]
I was no programmed for diplomacy, thankfully. Or I would have started my own wars just by telling a person the odds of failure or success.
I like facts. [Blunt facts. Poor Cassian has had to put up with this for some time.]
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I think if you were programmed for diplomacy and still starting your own wars, our definitions of diplomacy might be different. Still, being aware of the odds is just one more piece of information to use when making decisions.
Facts might not be the sum total of potential, but knowing facts is part of navigating to where you want to be. Professionally and otherwise! Here, it may be even more useful.
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No. You are right. There are other factors that need to be accounted for before totaling potential, but after some well placed calculations, it is possible to give a general prediction.
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( Or death circumstances, he notes quietly to himself. )