Cohort mingle

[art_of_war]

WHO: Delta, Winter, Phalanx, Connor, Billy, Thrawn
WHERE: The Bloodsport
WHAT: Everyone is stuck in the ship together, so be polite I guess?
WHEN: Event
WARNINGS: None anticipated

Since we're all stuck, a mingle seemed like a good idea.

Comments

[alaspooryork]

He bobs his head in a nod. "It is nice to meet you, Thrawn. Communications allows for certain functions on the devices given to us by the Agrii - encryption for private communications, the ability to modify your display name, enough knowledge of how it functions to write simple applications, and I believe--" he says, frowning and looking at some of the control panels on the bridge "--the ability to send encrypted transmissions between ships as well. Ah, and I have had no difficulty translating any of the signs, even those whose languages originated in a universe other than my own."

Which had cleared up one sign nicely - it had been written in Sangheili script but was an unfamiliar word, and he'd been puzzled by it until the word had become translated. Good to know.

[art_of_war]

Thrawn's eyebrows quirked up.

"You are saying you know the Agrii language and can, therefore, use it for encryption."

That's pretty impressive actually. Even just writing simple applications. Changing a display name seemed only cosmetic and therefore Thrawn ignored it.

"If communications between ships are expected, then further demands from the Agri will be made. If they have need of encryption they must have a written language of some sort."

A beat of silence as Thrawn thought for a moment.

"Would you be able to teach this language? Certainly not enough for encryption or signaling, but the rudimentary alphabet and the simpler words."

[alaspooryork]

"Yes. Enough of it to manipulate the communications systems. I do not know that I could effectively speak it, but it seems I can understand it."

Which means he makes a face and wiggles his hand back and forth. "I would need to find an example of the written language and correctly identify it as Agrii first. The code in the communicators uses an alphabet I knew previously. However, given that limitation, I would be happy to share my knowledge."

Oh, he hopes they'll have communications between ships. If they're meant to leave the atmosphere, they'll be well out of range of the comms tower. Which is a good point, actually. "Does it seem these ships are designed for extended missions in space, rather than being simple landing crafts or shuttles? They seem large enough."

[art_of_war]

Thrawn nodded once and turned back to the flight stick and clear windscreen before him.

"This craft is spaceworthy and otherwise able to undertake missions in a vacuum."

Thrawn had lately been using larger capital warships but he had not forgotten how to pilot smaller atmospheric craft. The process of entering and leaving the atmosphere was different without energy shielding though.
Which brought up the question of what the Agrii would request of them rather pointedly. Along with that, it brought up another point, too.

"Would space travel mean that you would be spending a great deal of your time on the bridge?"

[alaspooryork]

Delta nods, observing the pilot's controls carefully. It's unlikely he will need the information, but that's never stopped him before; curiosity and a need to understand drive him nearly as much as anything else.

"It is likely that it would, unless it is possible to rout the ship's communications system through my portable device. It would be prudent to have someone on-hand to receive or send communications to the other ships, if we were to fly anywhere in formation."