First Breath Mingle

[kill_switch]

Who: First Breath crew and visitors
Broadcast: n/a
Action: First Breath
When: Month of October

[It's a mingle! For visitors and crew alike!]

Comments

[revengeofthemordsith]

[ Cara already has a place: with Richard. She's not going to trade that for the Fleet. ]

No. I've already been taught the basics. The rest, I must master.

[kill_switch]

As long as you're not mastering it wrong. You get in the middle of a firefight, it's nice if the gun fires.

[There's certainly something to be said for figuring it out yourself, but given the luxury of time and relative peacefulness they have here, Furiosa figures she's got some useful knowledge on the subject.]

[revengeofthemordsith]

[ Hm. She nods, considering that. ]

Does that happen often?

[kill_switch]

[Furiosa shrugs.]

Only if you put it together wrong. Or, run out of ammo. Or if it gets sand in between the pieces.

[revengeofthemordsith]

[ Her eyebrows furrow. ]

Why would it get sand?

[kill_switch]

Desert planet. We've visited one before, could visit another in the future.

[revengeofthemordsith]

The planet is only sand? How does one survive?

[kill_switch]

You get creative.

[She gives Cara a wry, crooked smile.]

[revengeofthemordsith]

You'd have to be very creative to manage that. I doubt I could.

[kill_switch]

You'd be surprised what you're capable when survival is on the line.

[revengeofthemordsith]

Oh, I don't doubt that. I am a survivor.

[kill_switch]

Well. You're in good company.

[revengeofthemordsith]

[ Cara blinks in confusion before slowly absorbing that. ]

I . . . guess I am.