"Thank you."

The medbay and security sections outline what's needed to fulfill the requirements to work there, what sorts of things the staff will be expected to deal with (she lists examples, but in short, expect it to get weird) and the typical equipment involved in both sets of jobs. Both change according to the needs of the staff and the patrons, but there are a few staples. The med bay will usually have at least one bed for patients, typically have more, and whatever equipment the medical staff on hand needs to complete their job, if they need any at all. Things will quietly change to suit the ever changing requirements when no one is looking, and this is possibly one of the reasons why napping is allowed, the other being that it's kind of hard to outline requirements for staff when some of their healing abilities will invoke napping in the healer. Essentially, people will be given jobs that they can and are willing to do, and while it's not always actively fun, the job is quite fair.

The section on security is a bit more complete, with a chart outlying what sorts of misbehavior will earn what sorts of time spent in what can effectively be called 'time out.' Time out is sometimes subjective for the person put into time out, with them being gone for no time at all to everyone else in the main bar, but not by any means always. It will vary based on the requirements of the patrons and the situation. Here's a list of what security is and is not supposed to do, and general professional conduct they're to take. Security is not supposed to damage patrons if it can be helped, but allowances are made for different types of situations and security's authorized to eject patrons from Milliways entirely if they misbehave too badly, though this rarely happens. Here is an outline of a number of examples of people that work in security, from the sensible (Callida herself) to the more esoteric (a basket of creatures called 'poofs') but whoever is working in security will be able to handle the situation they are given, and always win in a direct confrontation anyone in the bar might start.

"You're pretty good at this sort of thing."

"Thank you. I've had some practice at it, organizing a lot of information to something that is easily approachable is useful. And fun."

"Is it similar to the sort of thing you do normally?"

"Similar enough. Occlus likes being handed organized and efficient explanations of things."

"I confess I've not much idea what it is librarians do all day."

She snorts.

"When you tend to get visitors to the library, it involves a lot of organization of the library itself, and helping visitors find whatever they're looking for. Putting things back where they belong when people disturb them, keeping the archives tidy, seeing to the overall quality of the library itself, acquiring more information in categories that are actually useful. Being a librarian of a set of archives that no one disturbs is like that, but without feeling like you're fighting a losing battle against the chaos that is ordinary people wandering in and messing with your things. Information collection, classification, and organization. Figuring out where the information holes are, where things can be found to patch them, then going and getting them, and comparing them with multiple sources to get a more complete overview of the subject. That sort of thing."

"Sounds involved. You must stay busy."

"I didn't even mention the whole organization that I am technically second in command of," she says, wryly. "Yes, I do."

"What's that part of it involve?"

"Administration, mostly. Making sure the right people are doing the right jobs, keeping an eye on how everyone's doing, and if they're treating those they're in charge of correctly. I don't tend to interfere much in the hiring or general management of staff, Imperials have too much reason to not want to be anywhere near a Sith Lord, but I can meddle from afar a bit. Quietly move people if they'd be happier somewhere else, see to it that everyone has what they need to do their job, that sort of thing."

"My sister's good at personnel like that. I haven't picked up the knack."

"It's not for everyone. Though it does sound like I might like to meet your sister eventually. If she won't, ah, mind meeting a Sith Lord."

"You are not much like other Sith Lords of our experience. I think it'll be fine."

"Well, all right. But if she's uncomfortable I'll understand."

"It'll be a while in any case."

"Too far away to invite her into the bar?"

"She's off-planet, actually. Somewhere in the Mid Rim, I think."

"... Yep, that's hard to hold open a door long enough for."

"Just a bit."

"Maybe you could manage it if the door's in an out of the way location and you can contact your sister through the Force, and you put in an hour of doorstopping every subjective day or something, but. Yeah uh. Probably just bring her a nice multiverse gift from Bar or something and leave it at that."

"That's the plan, at this point."

She nods.

She considers the chrono.

"I should be all right to contact Occlus. Give me a minute, please."

Callida shifts to sit in a more meditative position, then closes her eyes and reaches out.

Does Occlus seem like she's in the middle of a Dark Council meeting? It might have gone on longer then usual, for some reason.

She's probably disturbable.

Okay, good. Then she opens the connection up enough to send thoughts.

Is the rest of your afternoon still dedicated to studying those pieces that were found on Dxun?