Daphne could imagine that they were. They had a complete society, which was made up of all sorts of people ... politicians, artisans, workers. It was just that the warriors were much more visible.
"It must be very satisfying getting to work so closely work with them ... getting a chance to get to know some individuals that make up there culture."
"Well, it takesss sssome getting ussed to. They don't let theirrr guarrrrdsss down easssily. But we've fought togetherrr, and that isss an imporrrtant thing to them. I'll put in sssome good worrrdsss forrr you. Worrrk with them a little, don't everrr show fearrr, at least not until they know you, and you'll be fine. They smell, but you get usssed to it. And ssstay away frrrom Gaktam. He'sss a rrreal piece of worrrk. They make him ssstay on the ship becaussse he doessn't play well with otherrrs. Even the Klingonsss don't like him."
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"You sound like a sociology majorrr," she smiled. "Interrressted in otherrr people'sss culturrress. Werrre you?"
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