(ship mingle) your mom's chest hair!!

[nextlineis]

Who: the crew of the caprine + you
Broadcast: optional; check out the top-levels
Action: on the caprine (& the yuck moon below)
When: throughout the month of april

[next you'll say, "a caprine mingle log!? just what i was waiting for!"]

Comments

[forcesensitive]

[To be entirely fair, Finn's helpful everywhere.]

Could be useful some day. Hell, it could be useful if you get dragged into one of those war games with paintball.

[He flashes a grin.]

I'll let you know next time I head down there.

[shoujoreject]

[Double fair, he's just used to people's willingness to help being directly related to how pretty and vapid they think he is.]

War games with paintball... Mal would have a blast on this moon.

[Does he seem vaguely sad about that? Maybe. Whatever. He smiles immediately thereafter.]

I'll be looking forward to it, then.

[forcesensitive]

[Well, it's true the kid doesn't exactly look like a combatant, but looks can be deceiving.]

Sounds good. You need a ride back?

[shoujoreject]

If you don't mind. I'm sure I can find a way back if there's any problem, though.

[forcesensitive]

I'll wait up for you. No rush.