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[facehands]

Who: Six
Broadcast: Text
Action: Caprine
When: Today!

This is the worst broadcast ever. You're all fired.
0 out of 6.
No one wants to watch a show with moisture and colours. Some of us can't even see colours!
So inconsiderate.

Also where is my planet. I was promised a planet.
You're all fired. Again.

[ GOOD MORNING FLEETERS. You're all fired apparently. ]

( SS Caprine )

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[falcony]

Who: Sam Wilson & You
Broadcast: fleet-wide
Action: n/a
When: August 30th


[ this moment has been building, and sam is still a bit miffed he has to make it in the first place. but there’s only so much he can do with what’s been giving, and as much as he’s been trying to figure this out on his own-

he’s not going to say tony gave him the idea. he refuses to say tony gave him the idea. but, yes, tony definitely gave him the idea. ]

I’ve noticed that a lot of these ships tend to vary when it comes to defenses, teams, etc.

I’m in the market for some upgrades and wondering if there’s a point-person who’d be into coming by and giving a quote.

[ he knows he’s going to have to ask the big people upstairs about it, but any kind of person he can talk to before he is left to the whims of the producers, he would really really appreciate it. ]

Recommendations are appreciated. House-calls more so. Weapons experts? New best friend. Let me know.

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[ladybro]

Who: Kate Bishop and YOU.
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: Lavandula + the Iskaulit.
When: Today

Ow, for futz sake -- [ the feed is shaky, at first -- as though the device and its owner has just fallen from some middling height. but it soon settles steady on an image of kate bishop -- bruised, dirty, but ultimately fine. although she's stubbornly wearing purples more often alligned with the spirit faction, she has alligned herself quite naturally with moxie -- deigning to at least braid white and gold ribbons into her black hair. sitting up on the poorly terra-formed ground, the feed reveals she's dressed in a superbly tailored hawkeye costume made from strong fabrics and flattering lines.

over her shoulder looms lavandula's tower. the intrepid young avenger followed the trills of a mysterious and now finds she herself thoroughtly defeated by the tower's bizarre internal architecture. this isn't the first time she's taken a tumble.

grumpily: ] This place is worse than a funhouse. [ ... ] Paging any and all Fleet folk -- anyone manage to track down this freaky-deaky flute music on Lavandula? All I'm finding are doors shut in my face. Not loving it.

[ LATER, she's back at the rehabilitation centre. she pays her modest fee and gets herself patched up -- bandages and all. so, once she takes a shuttle back to the iskaulit and shows up for work at málum, she's still looking a little worse for wear. take pity on her, málum patrons, because her usual bartender flair is suddenly subdued: she's got one arm in a sling. she'll still serve you, though. and with a smile! ...probably. ]