We're Riding Solo

[digthefuzz]

Who: The crew of the Huntress and any visitors!
Broadcast: Nope!
Action: The Huntress!
When: From now-ish until later-ish?! Go nuts!

[Time to get away from the icy ravages of the planet? Or see what happens when the Huntress tries to make the Kessel Run in 12 parsecs? All your threading needs are here!]

Comments

[kingofbadlifechoices]

[Robb tries not to frown at her appearance. Gods be good, Old Nan would tell him her stories came to life when she would see that.]

No, I do not speak of magic. [He holds up the item he knows is called a ‘gun’.] Weapons similar to these. I do not think swords have a place in...well, space. [Gods, her face looks terribly blue.] This is what I know of here. [Even though, deep down, he prefers a sword.]

[notkittenaround]

[ Her tail flicks from side to side very slowly, left and right, left and right. ]

A weapon in the hands of the unskilled is no good weapon, but I imagine if you are to be our guard that you have been gifted with the knowledge of a Machinist.

I am Marhi Ohsi, or Metallic Gold Magpie - I am the lab support here. It's a pleasure to meet you.

[kingofbadlifechoices]

[Robb blinks a little at her words.]

I have not received such a gift, my lady. [She is a lady, isn't she? A cat-lady.] These weapons are strange, yet familiar to me. I think they might be faster than a simple sword or bow and arrow. I...I do not entirely understand what you mean.

[Of course, there was the small bump behind his ear and they mentioned something about it but he did not entirely understood that either. After she mentions her name he nods deeply.]

Robb Stark, well met, my lady. [The smile around his lips is a little bit uncomfortable. He is not used to meeting creatures so different.]