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

[dancingmd]

[Not really. She has some hazy recollection of it being A Thing at some point in history but well... It never took off the same way in her 21st century as it did his, with the devastation of World War III and its aftermath. So this only makes a little bit of sense to her.]

I believe the other fleet had something to do with that, personally, when they drove us into the nebula.

[unbearablynaive]

[WWIII is something that, thankfully, they've yet avoided. Of course, there's also the matter of alien contact long before the Vulcans in his time, so that may have something to do with it.]

You don't think it was intentional by Atroma, then?

[dancingmd]

I don't, not after seeing how Diamond and Beau were acting, and how everything has lost its... Smoothness since then.

[unbearablynaive]

[He nods.]

We've not heard from them since then, either. Perhaps they were held responsible and have been fired from their positions.

[dancingmd]

Now that's a thought... I don't know how it'd help us any but it might tell us something more about them if that turns out to be the case.

[unbearablynaive]

Any knowledge can be useful, I agree. We have so little about them.