audio;

[springlocking]

-- okay, it's on.

[The video is briefly on, just long enough to display the curious face of the person making the broadcast. She looks average enough, aside from that scar on her left cheek, though she manages to get the camera back off before continuing. Not much analysis/staring time there.

There's a brief inhale before the voice belonging to the face (a teenage girl, no more no less) starts in with her statement.]

Hi, my name's Charlie. I just arrived on the ship, and I've got a favor to ask.

See, I've been assigned to stealth operative duty. I haven't done anything like that in my life up until now, so if someone - anyone - could train me in...anything that's got anything to do with this? I'd appreciate it.

Thanks.

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[a_shadow]

I'm usually at the classroom by 1000 hours. We wing it from there—depends on who shows up and when.

[springlocking]

[It takes her a sec to decipher "1000 hours," but she manages it. Now she just needs to figure out where the classroom is.

....OR she could be a sane person and ask for directions.]

All right. Where is the classroom?

[a_shadow]

[ Good lord, is she really going to have to spoon-feed everything to this child? ]

It's on the map.

[springlocking]

Oh, okay. I was worried that it wouldn't be, or that it would have a specific room number or something like that.

[She's trying, okay.]

[a_shadow]

It's there. You'll work it out.

[ At least, she'd better. ]

[springlocking]

[She will. This would be her logic behind asking when the class is. Now she can plan out when to get up so that she can find the friggin' room in question. It's just like the first day of high school all over again, except on a ship.

She may even get there early, though more likely she'll just be on time.]