all aboard the ss blamless

[pyroelectric]

Who: Crew of the SS Blameless and visitors.
Broadcast: Nope
Action: SS Blameless
When: March, or until we feel like a new one.

[It's a mingle! Get out of the car!

Unique ship notes for new crew and visitors: giant, unmissable scorch marks currently line the walls of several corridors leading from the cargo hold to the bridge!

Also, thanks to Kate, we now have a SWEARS AND ATTITUDES JAR displayed prominently in the kitchen. Whenever someone's being naughty instead of nice, they're compelled to deposit a few credits (or at least an iou) into the awaiting jar.

Also also, we are all still bunking together. HAVE FUN.]

Comments

[shishkebub]

I'm not your sister's goddamn therapist, bub. That sister and her running mouth lit me on fire. Not just once or a little bit like what happened with your eye. She scorched me enough times that if I was anyone else, you'd be scraping me off the walls for the next month. Each time she put a bolt of lightning in me, my central nervous system was fried while my heart stopped beating.

[With a sudden grinding snikt three claws suddenly emerge from his right hand. Logan isn't shy about holding them up where Zuko can get a nice good reflection of himself in them.]

So if I decided to carve off an arm or two from her, it would've been more than an even trade. Instead, I put one hole in her. Next time, I'll put it somewhere she won't mend up from. So before you get any ideas about who I am or what I did, know that I ain't looking for honor or respect or some fucking pride for cutting a little girl open. That was a warning shot.