"And so you see, it turns out that Senator Palpatine was Darth Sidious the entire time, and he manipulated the entire system into voting him in as emperor using Anikin to destroy the Jedi council and the next generation of Jedi in training thus securing his position as the most powerful man in the galaxy."

Sunny turned her head to Look at Adam Who rested against one of her shoulders using the armor slots in her back to support his weight as they walked through the halls. Their time in warp space was generally a very relaxed time, seeing as most operations aboard the ship were generally entirely automated leaving him with no captaining duties, and her with no security duties.

Taking walks had kind of turned into their thing, and Adam seemed determined to catch her up on the last two thousand years of popular science fiction. He swore that he had copies of all of these movies somewhere, but knowing how Adam was with organization, she doubted he would ever find it.

So far though she had heard fantastic tales everywhere from hard core touristic science fiction to space westerns to weird crosses of satirized science fiction disguised as serious science fiction. She wondered if he realized that he didn't need all the science fiction geekery considering that he was actually captaining a space ship....

But then again she liked listening to him, so saw no reason to stop him.

There was a silence for a moment before.

"What about the Drev? Do you guys have any stories, myths, oral traditions, anything like that?"

Sunny shrugged thinking, "Not to the degree that humans do, most of it is simply religious in nature to do with creation and the spirits, and how the different fighting styles were discovered"

"Well that sounds interesting. We talking like Kung Fu master meditates in a cave for forty years sort of thing.... Or am i being sacrilegious?"

She laughed, "No, to both. There isn't a lot of discussion about the topic, they were warriors.... Generally saints, I guess you could say, and mostly the stories follow the same general structure. Their great clan is being threatened by an uprising power, and it seems as if their greater weaponry and numbers are going to destroy the saint's home, so in a cry of desperation to the spirits, he wanders off into the wilderness. Generally it follows that he, or she, catches sight of a flame, a spore carried on a gust of wind, or the trickling of a stream, and in it they see some sort of movement that reminds them of fighting. Following the prompting of the spirits, and the movement of, whatever it is, they slowly develop a fighting style that is just enough to break the battle and bring their clan to victory."

He tilted his head before raising his hand.

She shook her head, "Yes, you on the back."

"He kneed her in the ribs for that before, "Hold on, I was under the impression that there was a fighting style for stone."

"Yes."

"So you're telling me that some poor sod was out waiting for the spirits to give him a premonition and he saw.... A rock."

Sunny laughed, "No! It's not like that."

He grinned and continued, "And he emulated the movement of the rock."

"Stop being such a bastard." She snorted, "It was a mountain, and he noticed the natural veins running through the stone, and the hard lines that they made with each other, ad emulated THAT."

"Maybe he thought if he stood still long enough, he could confuse them."

She shook her head at him, and he laughed, "So, what fighting style is your favorite?"

"I don't know...." She paused, "Good question, problem is that most of the styles were made for people a lot bigger and a lot better at fighting than me. I know you don't think so, but I'm not exactly a talented fighter."

He shrugged, "Good, me neither."

She stopped abruptly nearly flinging him over her shoulder and onto the floor. He would have gone over if he hadn't grabbed her by the shoulders, "woah there, trying to throw me off now?"

She had her head turned down one of the nearby hallways, and he turned to follow her. A warm sort of orange light was spilling down from the mess hall, and from it, she could hear the roaring of laughter.

They exchanged looks.

"Should we go check it out."

He nodded, and, still carrying him, they walked down the hall and into the large open room. What they found was a large group of humans gathered around the central table. The laughter came in bursts between moments of narrative form one of the crew members.

Adam leaped down from her back and walked with her across the floor.

Everyone looked up as he approached.

"Alright, what's so funny, ad why haven't I been invited?" A group of people moved aside to give them a seat.

"Because we were talking about you of course." Mav said from where she was sitting criss-cross on the table.

"Probably about how handsome and charismatic I am." he announced taking a seat

She laughed, "Yeah, sure just that, you caught us."

Ramirez waved a hand and Krill, who popped up from nowhere gave explanation, "Apparently the humans have found an online database full of anonymous embarrassing confessions, and someone made a... what was it... a thread for the ship, They are very funny."

Adam raised an eyebrow and looked at sunny, "Oh, now I am intrigued."

Narobi reached out a hand handing him over the data screen they had been using, "Go on Commander,take a look."

He glanced down at the screen expectantly one eyebrow raising, "At least once a week I find that I, without fail, accidentally fall asleep on the toilet. I don't know why it happens, but the last time it happened I miss the announcement that we were coming out of warp and ended up face first on the bathroom floor with my pants around my ankles. It hurt a lot, but I didn't go to the Doc because I knew he'd ask questions. I will probably have back pain for the rest of my life or until this deployment eds because I am too embarrassed to tell anyone,"

There was an eruption of giggling around the room.

The commander sighed, "Well now what is my boss gonna think when he sees we have installed seat belts on the toilets because of this guy.

"I am afraid of space, I think I picked the wrong profession, the problem is, I love the work environment and don't want to leave."

The commander looked up, "Ouch son, I am sure we can make life more miserable if it would make you feel more vindicated, jk I'm not going to do that."

"My favorite era of clothing in 1700s ball gowns, problem is I am a very large man, and have always been too embarrassed by my size to go get one tailored. I think I would look awesome, but I am afraid what the tailors would think about me wasting their time."

"Mmm, to bad, If you're here Anon, I support your goals in life. Or lean to sew, whichever comes first."

"I don't know how to tie my shoes. I grew up in a household with very forward fashion, and none of the new shoes have laces, but after joining the army, where all the shoes have laces, I have always been too scared to ask how. I just always shove the ends in my boots and hope no one notices."

More giggling.

"I had never thought that that could be a problem." the captain Said nodding down at the data tablet, "makes sense though, promise I will teach you how to tie your shoes if you want to know, or you could look up some videos."

Smiling

He glanced back down, "I can't poop unless I take my pants completely off, the only problem is, I have to wear a jumpsuit for work, so when I want to go to the bathroom, I have to be practically naked. No one knows about this, not even my wife."

"Gota make sure you're movement isn't restricted eh?" Came the next giggled comment.

"Mmm, honestly I would be way to worried about there being an emergency and having to run out pantsless." the commander shrugged, "Lets just go ahead and say that I am perfectly fine with my clothing where it is thank you very much."

Sunny peered over his shoulder to read the next comment doing the Drev equivalent to raising an eyebrow before reading out loud, "I am in love with my boss, but of course I can't say anything, so they will never, ever know."

The commander frowned, "Wow, that is sad. That's making me said, quick, read another funny one."

"I did it, I ate all the ice cream sandwiches, but to be honest, I had no idea they were for a thing, and just sort of ate them over a period of a few months. I would apologize, but I think I'd get kicked off the ship for such an offence. I'm Sorry commander, but my crime will remain anonymous."

"You better keep it anonymous." The commander grumbled, "You'd at least be demoted for that offence.

"When I was a teenager, I once spent a whole night in jail for trespassing because I went to my crushes house to see if I could get her to come out with me. Of course I threw some rocks at her window to get her attention, however it turned out not to be her window, but her dad's window..... He is a very fast sprinter."

The commander looked up at Sunny, "that is a teenage experience I never had, and I am finding that maybe it was a good thing."

HE looked back down at the data pad, "I flex in front of the mirror every morning to get myself in the groove."

The commander shrugged, "Ok, but who doesn't do that, seems like a perfectly healthy pass time to me."

Sunny took the next one, "I am not a human, but I am a male, so one day I accidentally walked in one one of my female human friends changing. No big deal, but I saw a boob, and I feel really bad about invading her privacy. Can someone help? I don't know what to do. I think this is a bad thing, but I don't know the social rules of human conduct."

That spurred a round of giggling form the humans.

"So wholesome and sweet." Someone commented

"Don't worry, I'm sure she understands if it was an accident."

Commander Vir leaned back in his seat and cleared his throat to read the next one, "I am in love with my best friend, but don't know how to go about telling them. I am worried that they would reject me and that everyone would think I am gross or weird."

"That is also sad, come on guys why are you being so sad."

The crew shrugged and laughed some more.

"I don't know my left from my right, it is a legitimate medical problem or so I am told, I just never got the hang of it. The only problem is I am an engineer and directionality becomes kind of important when you are helping to maintain the warp core."

The commander looked up from the data pad, "Well we haven't all died yet, so they must be doing a good job. Though wow guys. " He grinned, "You're all some serious social deviants, especially the dude who falls asleep on the jon. You really need to get that checked out.