{i think you know too much, but the mind knows what the mouth wants}

[brokencopy]

Who: B; anyone who happens to be on the SS Heron
Broadcast: Nope.
Action: All over the Heron.
When: Januaryish ... all month, if you like.

{This is a ship mingle! Come get your socialization on.}

Comments

[maschinenpistole]

[ Kotoha grins, excited! Clearly, Leanne knows her way around a trigger, and that's pretty excellent. Besides, this is a whole lot of fun already~ She pumps a fist in the air, then starts clapping. ]

Yes! Nice! Ahh, I guess you had practice where you come from, or something?

[survives]

[She nods, grinning brightly. That's one way to put it.]

Sooomething like that. My friends taught me how to shoot. And I've had to use it for... Um. [She shrugs, her grin turning sheepish.] Work sometimes.

[maschinenpistole]

[ Nod! Hey, peacekeeping involves some shootouts now and then - can't be helped. Especially with demons around. oops? ]

Mm. Same. What kind of work do you do?

[ It's pretty clear from her tone that there's zero pressure for her to actually answer - but she is legitimately curious and interested! ]

[survives]

It's... [A laugh. Explaining Hunters here on the Fleet is still no less weird.] Um. It was kind of everything, you know? We did all the jobs everyone asked for.

We had to find something someone lost, deliver something else... [A shake of her head.] Or fight someone.

It probably sounds reeeaaally weird.