this should've been posted on a windsday

[stagstorm]

Who: The Windblown
Broadcast: Nope
Action: On the Windrose in one of them there 'mingly' posts.
When: 12/5 and onward

[All the room in the galaxy and the cosmos and we only have two toilets.]

Comments

[tothefly]

Fair enough. Fairer than most of their conversation so far. And she's not the type to get offended over his implying she might be working with Atroma. She'd be questioning the same thing.

"My allegiance is with myself, and whoever else wants to get the hell out of here," is the pragmatic reply. "You can decide whatever that means to you."

[stagstorm]

At long last, Robert stood from his seat and came around the desk to have a good hard look at her. She was a little thing and certainly attractive, but he could see the disdain she had for him. His wife had that in her as well. Briefly he pondered if he might take control of the ship for himself, but as he worked out the logistics of that in his mind, he realized only part of that would appeal to him and that would be the fighting. There was no glory in fighting a woman, though. As for the rest...

He was tired with ruling. Let someone else carry that burden if they so desired it.

"Then we have that in common, captain. Tell me then, when do we make port?"