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!]

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[kingofbadlifechoices]

[Robb cannot exactly see if the man is wearing armor underneath his clothes or that his skin is his armor at the same time. He had not expected that his first meeting would go like this. All he wanted is to shake hands and introduce himself, find his chambers and lie down for a moment.]

Your threat does not frighten me. [Okay, just a little bit. Because he is not sure what is up with his armor.] If you put this ship in danger I have to put you in chains. [Robb straightens his back and tries to look as kingly as he can, not flinching. He would probably lose a fight with this man.]

For your sake, ser. [He takes a couple of steps backwards and finally puts the gun away, keeping an eye on the other the entire time.]