( he looked at me like i was stupid, i'm not stupid )

[falconing]

Who: Members of the Huntress and visitors!
Action: The U.S.S. Huntress!
When: It's a mingle for the month of March!

[ it's that time of year! also, pr was on hiatus for a bit, and needs to throw herself into things, so indulge me!! ]

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[falconing]

Yeah, we've got a pretty good store building up.

[ it helps that their captain is the literal manifestation of greed ]

The ship's pretty full, and it's nice not to eat... protein blocks. [ god so gross he misses the falcon so much ] And I don't like trusting my fate to a big voice in the sky, either.

[ 100% in agreement, there, miss elize ]

[princessia]

The protein blocks are so gross.

[ They sound well off, which is a relief. She might have started thinking about collecting triple the amount of supplies... and she's only one little girl. She can only carry so much. ]

We lost a few people on the Pathstone, so I thought I should start stepping up.

[ They had nothing but security at one point, now their armory room is gone. Part of what she misses on the Huntress is that they had plenty of upgrades and pretty much everything. ]

[falconing]

[ ah. well. that's an issue. ]

Want some of ours?

[ dryly, as he reclines in his chair ]

-- anybody with an important position? You got a pilot?

[princessia]

We have two pilots. We lost everyone with a security augment, so we don't have an armory room anymore.

[ Or any defenses. She'd considered filling the role, but she can't imagine herself working with any of the weaponry. It kind of reminds her of spyrixes. ]