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[candothat]

Enterprise? Do you read?

[A curly-headed boy, almost certainly not out of his teens, frowns at the screen. His words are rendered somewhat incomprehensible by a thick Eastern European accent in spite of his obvious attempts to annunciate.]

Ensign Chekov to bridge. Uhura? Sulu? …Mr. Spock? Chekov to engineering. Mr. Scott, can you hear me? There may have been a... ah, a malfunction with the teleporter.

Can anyone hear me?

[He sighs and fiddles with something on his device. The video feed distorts momentarily before returning to normal. When the teenager speaks again, his tone is low and words less painstakingly produced as if he’s speaking himself.]

Ai, what is this? There shouldn’t be interference this far out from the magnetic anomaly. Eto piz`dets…

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[entangles]

[ Scream. Sorry, Chekov. Olivia's Russian is basic military grade, meaning "this is how you say hello, how are you, and can I order a coffee?" It's basic conversational.]

Ya n'emnoga gavar'u paruski. [ I only speak a little bit of Russian. She pauses. ] Sorry. I just figured it might be a comfort to know Russia does exist in another dimension.

[candothat]

Nyet, eta harasho! That was good, and your accent is better than my English accent, I think. A spasiba--it is good to know that it exists still. Very few people speak it when I am from.

[entangles]

No, not at all. [ Olivia laughs. ] I mean, I've mastered buying myself a cup of coffee.

[ Now she's curious. ]

Really? Any reason why?

[candothat]

It was, I am certain! And you will get by in Moscow if know that much, Miss Francis. [He sounds like he might be teasing, albeit very gently.]

It is not practical. The galaxy is getting smaller and many think it is simpler if everyone shares a single language; in the biggest cities, I mostly hear Standard--English, sorry. It is English here.