Starstruck mingle!

[pocketpal]

Who: Crew of the glorious ship Starstruck
Broadcast: If people want??
Action: On the Starstruck
When: Early April

[ Hopefully no first aid kits necessary this time. ]

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[noctiphile]

[So close yet even still Oren could tailor the situation to his benefit. He was a mess of thread, picked and plucked apart until a single line was found. Until Oren could salvage his words for his own scheme.

Mattias sinks against his chair, wanting nothing more than to fade. It should be easy here, he thinks. Space seemed suited for such phantasms. Again, the monitor in front of him blinked and it took all his energy not to shove the damn screen out of view.]

Yes. [He sounds exhausted. Weary.] I'm sure it will.

[This will be the death of him.]

[twocomplex]

[The next few moments are filled with heavy silence. Oren stays in his chair, watches the blank raydar and thinks. Soaks in his anger while making it seem like remorse. When he's finally drilled in the point, he stands up without a word and heads towards the exit.

It's only at the door that he pauses, hand gripping the frame as he looks back.]

Well, I'll leave you to your work and have a look around.