Welcome to Spaceo Kart!

[geonomy]

Who: All aboard the SS Vanquish!
Broadcast: Neh (Maybe)
Action: All over the ship! Maybe beyond!
When: The last half of August.

[Racing, racing, racing! It seems like the nearly the entire crew is into this racing business, whether that means winning or losing some of these races. Clearly, they all have competitive streaks deep inside.

It's the middle of the week, so they're not expecting someone new to show up. But wouldn't you know it? Someone does. Time to break out the confetti and chocolate pudding ready, and welcome to the newest member of the Vanquish crew!]

Comments

[alloys]

Thanks for reminding me. I had a nervous breakdown the last time I went into space.

[ the fact that he can toss in that reference so casually shows a bit of healing on his part, at least. ]

So? They probably aren't half as good at it as you would be. Just going off of my completely subjective and not-biased-at-all opinion.

[touchofrogue]

[The last time SHE remembers him going into space was on the draft to the moon... and she didn't remember any--

Oh. Oh right.

Shit.

She winces a little in apology before moving to defend her captain.]

Clay's actually got trainin' ta be an astronaut so - don't think a few runs on the Blackbird can beat that. [She gave him a small grin.] Thank you, though, for your completely subjective and not-biased-at-all opinion.

[alloys]

Anytime. [ that's what he's here for! to be that stubbornly supportive non-parent. he likes to think he's gotten pretty good at it. ] But what else are you leaning towards?

[touchofrogue]

...security, I guess. We don't have one of those, which means our ship doesn't have any weapons ta deal with invaders. Apparently every now an' again, they come up an' take pot shots at us. [Pause a beat.] My bet is it's for rating's, since they told me the damage wasn't too bad.