Captain's Log 11 - Calling All Captains

[universal_charm]

Who: Kirk + Fellow Captains and First Mates
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Yes; On the Marsiva
When: After this post

[ Broadcast ]
Given the recent events, I think it is prudent that all current captains and their first mates meet. It has been some time since we've had one, to my knowledge, and I believe it to be in our better interests to discuss the change in circumstances.

I'll secure a space that can fit us all, and let you know where and when soon.

[ Action ]
<sub>[ Kirk had secured a space that was both relatively private and large enough to fit all of the captains and first mates. At least being on the Marsiva meant that everything here was more or less neutral ground, even if it didn't feel like the safest place to meet per say. But putting this off until they got off it didn't feel right either, so best to make the most of it.

Hopefully all the captains would come, and their first mates, and they could try to make sense of the most recent events. Because someone had to, right? ]</sub>

Comments

[kill_switch]

Furiosa isn't expecting people to come to her; she's more here to observe and add if she feels she has something relevant to add, so having someone approach her directly, and then ask her that, gets a slight tilt of the head.

She hasn't been in this woman's memories, hasn't seen her in her own, so it is a valid question.

"Imperator." Because that's a totally clear answer, right?

[norwaysown]

It's an answer, but it's not one that lets Signy know what her experience level actually is.

"What does an Imperator do, and in what sort of environment?"

[kill_switch]

Something like a general. I was in charge of the warboys. We made supply runs, raids, fought off bandits. I was in charge, out in the wastelands; scorching, dead earth. Few resources, massive sandstorms."

She tilted her head slightly and cut a glare down at the other woman, "Any other questions?"

[norwaysown]

A 2D fighting space, again, and Singy wished she wasn't in the minority of people here. Space was an unforgiving environment, and she had no sense of how well people realized that. (Then again, James was from another spaceship, and he still didn't seem to have a sense of the reality of it.)

She wasn't cowed at all by the glare, though.

"How long have you been in the fleet?"