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driftfleet2018-02-12 05:15 pm
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Who: The Crew of the SS Bishop + visitors
Broadcast: No.
Action: Yes (SS Bishop, potentially planetside...?)
When: February
[So, how is the Disaster Crew doing? Good? Good. (It's a mingle, hello.)]
Broadcast: No.
Action: Yes (SS Bishop, potentially planetside...?)
When: February
[So, how is the Disaster Crew doing? Good? Good. (It's a mingle, hello.)]
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Mantis has far more bloody memories himself, but it's clouded over in a haze of anger and joy that he hadn't felt in a long while. He learned to a great deal of delight the similarities he and Looma shared in their views on people trying to end them. It was home far away from home and the exact reason he was glad they couldn't stay long. He didn't need to get sucked back into that mindset when he was still a part of the Fleet.
"Everyone wants to try and be helpful in some way. Even the worst of mankind."
Mantis pulls the scarf closer to him and tries to work it into the rough shape of a very tall, very broad man. "Vulcan Raven. He's taller than I am, stronger than Liquid, and neither Wolf nor Ocelot will ever roll around in a tank with a gun like he does. Octopus could never match his stature for any amount of trying."