Mingle bells mingle bells

[poetontheinside]

Who: Windrose crew
Broadcast: Maybe?? probably not
Action: SS Windrose
When: After the shuffle!

[After this seasonally inappropriate song gets stuck in your head, it's time for a mingle! Come on up, new Windrosers, it's time to party.]

Comments

[grabthecheese]

[Well. Relationship talk mostly just confuses her anyway. She'd ask if Wrath just wants to look, then, but--

No, she won't. She'll just shrug and move back to the other topic.]

I think so. I haven't seen them in action, but they got the ships fixed up again pretty quick. And no one got hurt passing through the asteroid field.

[pain_train]

[Well, come on. Who doesn't like some window shopping? And just because you try on the cute shoes doesn't mean you have to buy them...]

Are there a lot of ships? Where are we in the fleet hierarchy?

[Buy taking business is way more important, let's be real.]

[grabthecheese]

[She frowns a bit, just for a second.]

There's no hierarchy. We have weapons, but we're not an army, or even organized. We work together because we have to.

[pain_train]

[Wrath frowns.]

That's not good. I mean, yeah, it'd be bad to just... Force people to serve, but there has to be some kind of chain of command or how does anything get done?