Windrose, where the wind blows

[tothefly]

Who: Windrose crew and you, distinguished visitors!
Broadcast: Naaah.
Action: Windrose, various points in the near vicinity
When: Until we get off this frozen rock

[On New Year's Day, the crew on board the Windrose and those nearby may notice the chill as the doors to the cargo bay are left open, and their captain making quite a bit of noise as she inspects their newly expanded home away from home. This is likely to go on for a while. Feel free to come investigate, chat among yourselves, complain about the cold, etc!]

Comments

[thebestseller]

Oh, God, that'd be just what we need. Opening a hole into space some time... no thanks.

[unbearablynaive]

[The Vision holds up his hands and turns them from side to side.]

They'd pose a danger to me personally as well, potentially. Not that vibranium is a common metal, you understand.

[thebestseller]

Yeah, there's that, too. And Atroma would make sure they COULD hurt you, just to heighten the drama. Lord knows they seem savvy enough.

[unbearablynaive]

I do have to wonder about that drama. [He shrugs.]</small. Though until we're capable of doing anything about it, I suppose we must endure.

[thebestseller]

Yeah... and I don't want to fret too much about what-ifs. Otherwise I'd be a paranoid wreck.

[unbearablynaive]

[drily] Heaven forbid they should cause us any undue stress.

[thebestseller]

I know, right? They go to such lengths to make sure we've got such a comfy ride here.