Red Fish Mingle

[poisontippedcure]

Who: The crew of the Red Fish! (And Friends)
Broadcast: No.
Action: Red Fish!
When: Throughout late August and early September.

Comments

[hollowedfaith]

[The verbal flailing is honestly kind of endearing, at least to someone already accustomed to traveling with a ragtag band of quirky misfits. Libra relaxes once it's clear he's no longer facing a confrontation, regarding his volatile little captain steadily and without much emotion.]

"A few...to be honest, I'm not entirely sure where to begin. I had some explanation of the situation we're in when I was aboard the...Marsiva, wasn't it? But it's all still so very strange..." [He shakes his head.] "...For now, as the captain, is there anything you feel it's important for me to know about the running of the ship?"

Thank you so much for your patience

[fightorflug]

[The small crease of a quirked smile forms in Flug’s bag. Now that’s more like it! He nearly forgot what being a respected authority figure felt like.]

“Ah, for the moment, no.”

[He turns towards the door and waves his hand in a beckon to follow.]

“While we may have control of this vessel, it is Atroma that chooses our flight path. We’re currently lacking a pilot, as well as communications and security personnel but we’re seeing to it that these vacancies don’t hinder us.”

[Which Libra will see are stations covered in assorted tools, removed sparking panels and sticky notes, as someone has been fervently trying to take them apart.]

“But I can show you around and fill you in on how things are run here. You’ve been filled in on the augments, yes?”