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[voluntaryapnea]

[Well here we go. He is on a ship and he thinks for the briefest of moments about making a joke about calling it the Ship of Dreams because Lydia has made him watch Titanic a few too many times. But it sounds lame even to him, and he's still not feeling that great about...anything, really.

After a long moment of hesitation, he turns the camera on and gives a small smile that looks a bit more like a grimace than anything. His tone is light and friendly, even if his expression is tired, his skin a bit too pale, and there are bags under his eyes that indicate it's been awhile since he's had any decent sleep. He's still cold, still achy and nauseous, but he knows he's going to get better from that eventually. In theory.]

So I have to admit that the irony in this is kind of hilarious. I mean, my dad's a sheriff and I'm not even out of high school and here I am on a ship about to be a warden.

[He pauses. Warden definitely beats being possessed, so he's rolling with it. It's what he does.]

Can't say this is exactly how I figured things would turn out, buuuut. [He shrugs, looking down for a moment.] It sort of does beat the alternative, so I guess I'm happy to be here.

I'm Stiles Stilinski.

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[logistical]

[It's rare that the Admiral brings aboard one so young, and Esther's fooled them all before.]

Greetings. I am Commander Spock, of the USS Enterprise. Welcome aboard.

[Warden Filter]

If you are able to view this message, kindly respond under the same filter.

[voluntaryapnea]

[He blinks a couple of times. Spock? No, he definitely looks like Spock. Or Stiles is losing his mind.]

Thank you, Commander.

[Warden Filter]

I can see the message.

[logistical]

We have had several incidences of inmates impersonating wardens, I would encourage you to employ this simple check where necessary.

Have you already explored the vessel?

[voluntaryapnea]

[People impersonating other people is all too unsettling and familiar of an experience for him at this point.]

Right, okay. Thanks for the heads up on that.

Uh, no. Not yet. I'll probably do that in the morning. Any advice as to where I should start first?

[He is talking to Commander Spock. Assuming he's not dreaming. He counts his fingers quickly, comes up with ten and relaxes, even if he wonders how it's really possible.]

[logistical]

It is no trouble.

[Months ago he wouldn'tve bothered, but he's slowly acquiring a habit for small talk when it comes to humans.]

I recommend the CES. It is a room that can change into several different environments, and affords a large measure of peace and quiet, and the deck, which offers the most detailed view of the outside.

[voluntaryapnea]

[Stiles appreciates the patience. He'll even try extra hard not to be annoying at Spock. Because he's Spock. He doesn't want to annoy Commander Spock.]

That sounds like a great place to start. Which floor is it on?

[logistical]

[Don't worry Stiles, it's not physically possible for someone to annoy Spock more than Bones does.]

[He forwards the directions.]

Do not mistake it for the CTS, which is nearby and a holographic training facility.

[A beat.]

You are not a vigilante, are you?

[voluntaryapnea]

Definitely noted. Thank you.

[He pauses at that, wondering if he technically fits the definition of vigilante. He's pretty sure he doesn't.]

No, not a vigilante. Research is more my thing.

[logistical]

There is an extensive library on the fifth floor which you may find useful.

[It's not often he meets teenagers who like research. It makes him miss Lydia.]

[voluntaryapnea]

Excellent. [He'll definitely be heading up there when he feels well enough to move.]

Thank you again, Commander.