Day 12 - Crew Position: Unwanted!

Day 12 – Crew Position You Wouldn’t Want

Unsurprisingly: all of them. I can’t even handle a motorboat, let alone a starship. I suck at maths. I’d make a horrible doctor, since my medical expertise ends with some vaguely remembered one day crash course in first aid, as was obligatory when I learned to drive. Cook, if we’re talking Archer’s Enterprise? I’d poison the lot. I couldn’t even waitress for Guinan on the D, since while thankfully I wouldn’t have to remember prices, since the Federation doesn’t use money anymore, I would have to remember who wanted which beverage and would have to be nice to everyone. Which reminds me: counsellor wouldn’t be a job for me, either.

In conclusion: the only position I’d want on a starship is passenger, thank you.
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Thirty Days of Medici: Agony Aunt of the Renaissance

Day 18 ~ Give some advice to some of the characters.

First of all, I’m not given to self-inserting, so I’ll pass the question to an experienced time traveller who’d love to hand out advice, if it gives them a chance to meddle. Like, oh, say… Missy.

Dear Jacopo: nice scheming, mate, nice scheming, but really: less of the greasy hair. You’re going for future overlord of Florence here, not Severus Snape in the Renaissance.

Dear Francesco: I absolutely sympathize with all the heel turns and the ally/arch nemesis doubling, but really: where’s the torture of friends and loved ones right in front of him? The mindmessing? The mutual tying-up? The elaborate traps? Over an extended period? A little bit finesse, if you please. And no, it doesn’t count if you’re trying to do it all at once at the very last moment.

Dear Jaccopo Salviati: now here’s a man after my own heart, well, one of them, at any rate. Excellent manipulation skills, nice hair care, good smirk, and you’re wearing the clerical wardrobe well. Still: I’m detecting a lack of ambition here. Why waste it all on Florence if you can go for the top job? Ever thought of organizing a papal assassination? I know, I know, St. Peter isn’t anywhere near the Florentine cathedral in style until Michelangelo gets cracking at the new version some decades later, but I promise you, it’ll be even more dramatic if you organize a papal slaughter here, and besides, you won’t have to worry about the blood not washing off. The whole thing will be torn down anyway.

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