Yeah, this way. [She tilts her head down the hallway and takes the lead. She's walked it enough that it's second nature.]
It is extremely abrupt. I've been here nearly eleven months, and two men I don't know from Adam just show up and take command. [She shifts the books onto her hip, presses her thumb against the lock on the door and opens the library.]
I built this from one hundred books in Captain Thán's collection, for months I had no assistants. I worked hard and was promoted. What, exactly, have these men done aside from abandon ship and then take it over again when it's up and running thanks to us? They were appointed as they're fond of telling us, but I could appoint myself Head Chief In Charge of Everyone Gets a Puppy and it wouldn't mean I actually knew the first thing about training a puppy. [She drops the stack on a cluttered desk, her desk apparently.]
But I got the fancy title, right? So clearly I know better than someone who's spent months doing it, knows the breeds that would get along with each crew member best, and so on. They have no idea where we're from, what we've encountered, and the extremely delicate and frankly dangerous diplomatic situation we've gotten ourselves into in the past few weeks. We can tell them all we like, but is it the same as doing it? [She rolls her eyes and goes to take the books from Kirk.] Books, as much as I love them, don't provide the same insight.
[Somebody's been holding all of that in... Elizabeth lets out a sigh that blows her bangs out of her face before she tucks them back.]
If we'd signed on to be part of this crew, to move as quickly as we could to the hub, then the rationing and the low light and the water would be things that we'd be willing to sacrifice to achieve the end. We'd be focused on the goal.
But we didn't sign on, we were brought here. And while some people consider it an extreme inconvenience, there are some of us who feel we're better off and are just trying to lead some kind of life aboard this ship. [Herself included.] But regardless of whether or not one individual wants to get back or doesn't, the real issue lies in that they are treating this as an organized, military-style ship when most of us have little to no experience in that area. We're more or less civilians sitting around on a space ship until the next leg of our journey. And-- some of us are children, how is it sane to ration hot water and food from children?
Their long-term is their long-term. The first mistake they made was assuming that this crew was like their crew, and would fall into line and accept whatever changes they deemed necessary. Well we don't work that way, and we never have.
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It is extremely abrupt. I've been here nearly eleven months, and two men I don't know from Adam just show up and take command. [She shifts the books onto her hip, presses her thumb against the lock on the door and opens the library.]
I built this from one hundred books in Captain Thán's collection, for months I had no assistants. I worked hard and was promoted. What, exactly, have these men done aside from abandon ship and then take it over again when it's up and running thanks to us? They were appointed as they're fond of telling us, but I could appoint myself Head Chief In Charge of Everyone Gets a Puppy and it wouldn't mean I actually knew the first thing about training a puppy. [She drops the stack on a cluttered desk, her desk apparently.]
But I got the fancy title, right? So clearly I know better than someone who's spent months doing it, knows the breeds that would get along with each crew member best, and so on. They have no idea where we're from, what we've encountered, and the extremely delicate and frankly dangerous diplomatic situation we've gotten ourselves into in the past few weeks. We can tell them all we like, but is it the same as doing it? [She rolls her eyes and goes to take the books from Kirk.] Books, as much as I love them, don't provide the same insight.
[Somebody's been holding all of that in... Elizabeth lets out a sigh that blows her bangs out of her face before she tucks them back.]
If we'd signed on to be part of this crew, to move as quickly as we could to the hub, then the rationing and the low light and the water would be things that we'd be willing to sacrifice to achieve the end. We'd be focused on the goal.
But we didn't sign on, we were brought here. And while some people consider it an extreme inconvenience, there are some of us who feel we're better off and are just trying to lead some kind of life aboard this ship. [Herself included.] But regardless of whether or not one individual wants to get back or doesn't, the real issue lies in that they are treating this as an organized, military-style ship when most of us have little to no experience in that area. We're more or less civilians sitting around on a space ship until the next leg of our journey. And-- some of us are children, how is it sane to ration hot water and food from children?
Their long-term is their long-term. The first mistake they made was assuming that this crew was like their crew, and would fall into line and accept whatever changes they deemed necessary. Well we don't work that way, and we never have.