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driftfleet2017-11-18 10:33 pm
tough_love) wrote in driftfleet2017-11-18 10:33 pm
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[Video]
Who: Princess Looma and YOU!
Broadcast: Video!
Action: Anyone who comes by to help
When: Midday on the 18th!
[If Looma looks to be in a foul mood, it's because she is. She's also largely disregarding every piece of medical advice she's been given since the battle- sorry John- and is not only doing the exact opposite of bed rest, but she's apparently also decided that just not leaving her injuries bandaged up is way more convenient than having to change all those bandages. So forgive her for sulking in her captain's chair, which happened to be one of the rare few things on the Bishop's bridge that wasn't smashed all to hell from the crash or the missile barrage that preceded it.]
I have been in worse situations, but that does not diminish just how disastrous this planetary incursion was.
[To put it mildly. Even she was worse for wear. Thick hide or no, she does sort of look like she'd gone through a blender, though most of those cuts from the Vieziri's weapons covering her arms were shallow and mostly harmless. The burned and blackened skin covering the left side of her face and neck, well, that's another matter. Also a pretty good indicator of just why both her left eyes were hidden behind a piece of cloth draping down from under her battered helm.]
There are two things I must address. The first is that my ship is still in need of extensive repair. While we remain airtight- mostly- the Bishop will not be fully operational again for some time. Any assistance would be most welcome.
[That part, she didn't expect anyone to have an issue with. This next part...]
The second is that I have a proposal. I am aware the various captains meet on occasion to discuss matters that involve the entire fleet. As soon as you are all able, I would like to call another. I have a proposal best discussed there.
Broadcast: Video!
Action: Anyone who comes by to help
When: Midday on the 18th!
[If Looma looks to be in a foul mood, it's because she is. She's also largely disregarding every piece of medical advice she's been given since the battle- sorry John- and is not only doing the exact opposite of bed rest, but she's apparently also decided that just not leaving her injuries bandaged up is way more convenient than having to change all those bandages. So forgive her for sulking in her captain's chair, which happened to be one of the rare few things on the Bishop's bridge that wasn't smashed all to hell from the crash or the missile barrage that preceded it.]
I have been in worse situations, but that does not diminish just how disastrous this planetary incursion was.
[To put it mildly. Even she was worse for wear. Thick hide or no, she does sort of look like she'd gone through a blender, though most of those cuts from the Vieziri's weapons covering her arms were shallow and mostly harmless. The burned and blackened skin covering the left side of her face and neck, well, that's another matter. Also a pretty good indicator of just why both her left eyes were hidden behind a piece of cloth draping down from under her battered helm.]
There are two things I must address. The first is that my ship is still in need of extensive repair. While we remain airtight- mostly- the Bishop will not be fully operational again for some time. Any assistance would be most welcome.
[That part, she didn't expect anyone to have an issue with. This next part...]
The second is that I have a proposal. I am aware the various captains meet on occasion to discuss matters that involve the entire fleet. As soon as you are all able, I would like to call another. I have a proposal best discussed there.
no subject
[Her mood does darken considerably when it comes time to address his other threat, however. And that one ventured into far more dangerous territory. She's even getting out of that chair and confronting John more directly just to make that as clear as possible.]
And to be clear- am I to understand you would abandon your obligations to rest of the crew if I wound your pride again?
no subject
[Yeah, whatever, he's not scared of you, Looma. In fact he's scowling up at her.] No. But you ain't gonna insult what I can't fuckin' help anymore or else we're gonna hafta do something about it. [He has too much honor to abandon anyone, but insults? Hell no, he's not having that.]