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[serves]

Who: Cullen Rutherford
Broadcast: Fleetwide video
Action: The Marsiva
When: Now.

[It's with some hesitance that Cullen even touches the console. He knows how it works (somehow), but he's not exactly comfortable with the concept of broadcasting. His lips are set in a thin, grim line for a few moments as he thinks of what to say.]

--Maker's breath, this is absurd.

[That just about sums up his thoughts right now.]

Comments

[serves]

I'm almost surprised you haven't gotten her playing with you.

[serpentis]

[Maker, you really don't know how that sounds.]

Unfortunately, she's not exactly my type. Who knows, perhaps she'll want to play with you, Commander.

[serves]

[Look at that totally go over his head. Maybe because he allows it. Ahem.]

Perhaps.

[serpentis]

[Dorian praises his brows, and manages to hold back a laugh.]

Such confidence! Perhaps one day we'll see who comes out on top.

[Let's see how long he can get away with it.]

[serves]

[Cullen just gives him a look. Bro.]

[serpentis]

[He chuckles and then gives him a mock salute.]

Very well, Commander, I will fall in line. I'll let you know when I have obtained a chess set.