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[Felix is sitting for this one, his lower body hidden, but the sharp-eyed might notice that his crutch is nowhere in sight. His uniform is also gone for good (for now). He's at the long metal table in his barracks, and the surface is absolutely covered with wires, cables, microchips... It looks like he's dismantled an entire fleet's worth of communicators.

He seems a little annoyed about it.]

Does anyone have a spare computer they could lend me? Or even just a motherboard and a serial port connector cable.

[Private to Dr. McCoy]

I think I'm starting to get the hang of it now, Doc. I... thank you, really. It's a big improvement.

[Private to Sarah Connor]

You said you're Gaius's Warden, didn't you? We should talk sometime.

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There is a backbone to every structure, this one included. You have to keep in mind that every object has its own rules. Now, the rules that apply here are not the same rules that I'm used to following. So...we have to find new rules. And that comes with time, experience, and observation.

[Wow, Capa. Way to talk like an actual scientist! Felix looks pleasantly surprised -- not happy, exactly, but at least this is better than "suck it up and deal."]

And what, if anything, have you found so far?

If I show you my notes, are you going to try and blow up the ship?

I think it's pretty unlikely. [But then maybe he realizes Capa is serious.] ...No.

[And he transfers over copious notes in an electronic form. They're mostly equations with typed out- theoretical musings on the way the ship works and some ramblings about dark matter's influence. There are obvious blank spots where Capa has deliberately left out information, but it's fairly complete otherwise. None of it is proven.]

That's what I have so far.

[Hooray, it's like Christmas! He scans over the incoming data with keen interest, nodding to himself, sharp-eyed enough that it's clear he at least has the ability to follow where Capa's gone.]

I'll look it over. Thank you. [He gets that it's all hypothetical, but at least it's a start.]

Sure. [Oh wait...important detail.] Who are you?

Felix Gaeta. [Right, that's probably a conversation they should have already had.]

And you? [And are you a nightmare space creature? he wants to ask, but it's hard to think of a polite phrasing.]

Robert Capa. Most people just use Capa, though.

You can call me... whatever you prefer. [This isn't a come-on -- he sounds more tired than anything. He's not sure who he's supposed to be, so he may as well let everyone else imagine what they please.]

People here seem comfortable with first names. I'm not a military man.

What do you study?

Various things. I was going to go back to school for my genetics degree, before... [Genocide happened?] ...things got in the way. But I worked in communications and engineering, and I studied biology and then physics before that...

What can I say? I like science.

I can certainly respect that. I don't usually stray outside my own field. Mostly cosmology, but...sometimes I just like the mathematics of it.

Cosmology. [He looks suitably impressed.] I can't say I had a lot of training there, but it came up every now and again on Galactica. After our... previous scientific consultant left, a lot of the questions fell to me. I mostly dealt with the practical, though -- plotting jumps and things like that.

The practical? Something I'm not quite used to anymore.

[He looks like he's about to explain, maybe even get sort of excited-- but instead, he just sort of grimaces wearily.]

Well, that's in the past, now. I suppose if I pursue anything from here it will be just as theoretical.

Not entirely true. There is a lab.

Which I've heard is mostly a way of killing time.

There are certainly no more jumps to work on, anyway.

Jumps? You mentioned that once. What does that mean?

[He gives him a look, like, seriously? before remembering that apparently not everyone here is used to living on ships. Not his kind of ships, anyway.]

FT-- I mean, faster-than-light jumps. They take a fair amount of work to calculate, especially for a fleet of fifty ships.

I assumed as much, but...it's not really good to make assumptions around here. I've only been exposed to one method of faster than light travel, since we don't yet have that in my time.

How does it work?

Oh, well--

[Felix, who's plotted more jumps than any other living human, is all too happy to talk about it, so have some handwavey technobabble, Capa.

...There may be tachyons involved?]

[And Capa sort of follows. There are a few questions here and there, but overall...he gets the gist.]

Then you're right. You can't exactly do that here. It's interesting, though, to hear different ways. Harper spoke about slipstreams, which is nothing like that.

I'm not saying I want to do that anymore. I've done hundreds of them -- frankly, I'll be fine if I never say the words "FTL drive" again, or look at another frakking star map.

I just... I'm not sure what I want to do next. If I really have a choice in the matter, that is. [He's not just talking about science, but it's a start.]

You always have a choice.

But what are your options?

...hello typo. That should have been "understanding"

I figured!

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WHY WOULD YOU ASK THAT

BECAUSE IT AMUSES ME XP And because Capa is all up in his business now

I actually tried to look it up, LOL

Private- I applaud you! I do that with dark matter issues