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[tallasaking]

Who: Crew of the First Breath
Broadcast: N/A
Action: SS First Breath
When: February 3 and Onward!

The day that Tyrion played with the device

Anyone who comes to the First Breath that day will note that everyone on the crew is particularly ... elevated that day. In fact, it seems that they are in the middle of some sort of wild party. All kinds of things are happening - drinking, dancing, fighting, and lots and lots of emotional outbursts.

The rest of the days

Well, it's usually NOT crazy, and the ship was hardy damaged at all so it is already up to peak performance. Come and stop by for a visit!

Comments

[tallasaking]

"That's understandable - the fear. Your dying is not, alas, not so understandable." He stated simply, concern flashing across his gaze.

[kill_switch]

She watches him, quiet for a moment, and glances away before chuckling slightly, "You'd think I'd be used to people caring, at this point." She pulls in a breath and sighs, though. "If it continues ... I'll meet with a doctor."

[tallasaking]

He looks at her for a moment, before a wry little smile cross his lips, "Yes, you think you would." A brief nod, and a sincere, "Thank you, Captain."

[kill_switch]

She gives him a shrug. "We'll see." She still preferred to deal with things her own way when possible, but of course she knew the doctors here weren't quite like the organ mechanics of the Wastelands. "You turned out alright."

[tallasaking]

He arched an eyebrow at her, before he snorted softly, "Compared to some, I suppose I d1d."