steve's luck with things that fly is nonexistent, really.

[enshields]

Who: Crew of the Bloodsport, anyone who'd drop by!
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Anywhere on the ship.
When: 12/13/15 specifically, but you can really pick and choose as much as you would like as far as dates go. Get your mingle on!

ps: as an aside, the bit of media that Steve received was a 'Star-Spangled Man' USO performance so if anyone wants to have seen that so hilarity can ensue, feel free.

Comments

[mikangirl]

[The way he phrases it makes her think it's not got much to do with places like the Fleet. She pauses for a moment, wondering if she should ask. Decides it's none of her business.]

Gets old after a while, doesn't it?

[enshields]

Sure ain't my favourite thing.

[He presses out the last of the biscuits, rolls the remaining dough back into a ball so he can flatten it out and repeat the process with what little is left.]

You think Atroma's going to send everybody home once they've had their fun?

[mikangirl]

I'm sure of it, actually. [Her lips curve up as she works.] I've got a friend who went home with me after Adstring-- the last place. I never made it back because I ended up here instead. But he did. He was there sailing with my crew before he also turned up on the Fleet, and I was home doing my job like I was meant to be.

So either we all go back, or I'm the one that wins the popularity contest. And I doubt that part. [She's not even trying.]

[enshields]

[A bit of a snort. Popularity contests. Bond sales take a ten percent bump in every state I visit. He's bought that T-shirt once before, and never again.]

Oh, I don't know. I think you've got a shot.

[mikangirl]

Probably. [Shamelessly. Without missing a beat.] If I tried. Which I'm not. I don't like dancing for other people's entertainment unless it's by choice.