one fish, two fish, red fish, (blue fish)!!

[honorbends]

Who: The passengers of the Blue Fish and visitors!
Action: The Blue Fish!
When: It's a mingle for the month of January, losers!

[ mingle for the month for the blue fish, to meet up with new crew members, hash out stuff. come get free therapy from zuko, who has 100% put up a sign on his door saying 10 credits because allen owes him money. ]

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[kingofbadlifechoices]

[Robb shakes his head slowly.]

No...I take it I am not mad. Or crawling the walls. [Still, space is something he is not entirely able to comprehend yet. That there were worlds beyond the realm he knows of. That many realms like Westeros could exist as long as you travelled through space.] I do not wish to end up falling into that void. Space.

[He takes the file and starts to read through it. Indeed, there doesn’t seem to be any sort of pattern. Or reason.]

They have no intention to kill or damage the ship? It seems so pointless. [A deep frown appears on his face and he taps a finger against the parchment.] Mayhaps we should shoot them out of the...space next time and capture the people... [Riding, sailing, flying?] ...inside that ship.

[alwayscomeback]

Well, so long as no one blows a wall or you step through an airlock, you don't have to worry about that. We're safe here.

[Sokka exhales. If only it was that easy. ]

We've tried counterstrikes, but so far they've not been all that effective. Any stricken ships of theirs just fly off. Sad fact is, they can do a lot more damage to us than we can do to them.

[kingofbadlifechoices]

[To be fair, to him even his tent is more safe than this ship but he isn't going to tell that to his captain. For once, he is not the one giving the orders and, even though he would never admit it to himself, he does not mind it at all.]

I will believe your word, captain.

[Robb frowns a little more. Gods, there is no safety here at all. It distresses him a little. What if something would happen to Bran or Sansa again. He would never be able to forgive himself.]

Do you think they are allied to these lords who rule over this...space?

[alwayscomeback]

[And that is a problem. Sokka can protect this ship as the best to his abilities, but he can't protect them against the invisible, all-powerful force of Atroma. It's a constant worry for him.]

You know, I think they might be the opposite. The last time they cut us off from Atroma for a while, it's the first time I ever saw Atroma show even a tiny bit of weakness. I don't know what they're trying to achieve, but I don't think they're working with Atroma.

As for being allied with anyone else, heck, maybe? I haven't heard of anyone ruling over space as a whole. There's just...planets, with their own rulers.

[kingofbadlifechoices]

[That is interesting. Mayhaps they could be some sort of rebellious force, disagreeing with this setting just as much as they all did.]

They wish to free us? Have the lords of Atroma warned you about them?

[Robb figures that captain Sokka might not know. It would benefit these Atroma lords too much to not give them valuable information.]

If they might attack us again, let us try to capture one.

[alwayscomeback]

I don't know for sure. It's just my own speculation.

[It's risky but... ]

That...might be worth a try. We might actually get some answers for a change. I'm sick of guessing all the time.

[kingofbadlifechoices]

[Robb’s smile becomes a little warmer.]

It is good to know that this ship has a captain like you. The one I have been before had a blue man who suggested to put complaints inside a jar. Gods be good, that is folly. A leaders should not hide from the words his men has to say. Neither should his men not dare to speak up.

[He nods eagerly at that reply, completely agreeing.]

Aye. I take it this ship has something akin to a dungeon, not?

[alwayscomeback]

[Kurt. That's got to be Kurt. C'mon Kurt. Pull it together. ]

I'll always listen to what everyone has to say on here. No jars, ugh. You never know when someone might have something to say that can change the tide of everything. No one's opinion is too small or nor important enough.

Hm. We got a cargo bay. I could always get Toph to shift some metal around, make something like a dungeon.

[kingofbadlifechoices]

[If Robb knew of browniepoints Sokka was definitely winning a large amount of them.]

Exactly. There is no jar needed when you have a mouth to speak up.

[He nods.]

Aye, it would be good if she could do that. I would appreciate it. [Toph probably won't do it if he asked.]

[alwayscomeback]

[Sokka does love those. ]

It would do the job, and I guess it would be a good idea in the long run. Can't be too careful.

[kingofbadlifechoices]

Will you ask her to do so then? [The idea of bending materials or elements without anything still boggles his mind a little.] I do not wish to avoid her, yet I do not think she would listen to my words.

[alwayscomeback]

Sure, I can do that. [He chuckles softly.] Don't worry about, man. I know Toph's...difficult. I know how to handle her.

[kingofbadlifechoices]

If she has questions she can contact me through the...bla...the communicator. [He holds up the tiny device and points at it.] Or at my chambers around the evening. [Whenever it is evening here in space.]

[alwayscomeback]

[He gives a nod. ]

I'll make sure to let her know.

[kingofbadlifechoices]

Very well. [Robb nods as well.] Let me know of the outcome. I wish you a good night, captain.

[alwayscomeback]

Will do, have a good one, Robb!