{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

[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.