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[birdsbirdsbirds]

Who: The intrepid crew of the SS Bloodsport!
Broadcast: Maybe?
Action: Probably!
When: Right now!

[SO HEY GUYS WHAT'VE YOU BEEN UP TO.

what's cooking on the Bloodsport? what fresh drama is unfolding?

has anyone thanked Robin for how the cargo hold doesn't smell like death and slowly-reversing decay anymore because that stuff was gross.]

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[birdsbirdsbirds]

[always a lovely sound...! Robin pops his head in, as he does. he's been in and out of the ship a lot these last few weeks, between engineering and all of his various contacts being in various states of drama now and again... so he likes to check in when he gets the time.]

Morning, Manolo. How've you been?

[puro]

[He's glad to be contributing somehow, even if it is largely with music. He smiles, pausing in his playing.]

Can't complain, nothing terrible has happened to me for two whole months. I think that's a new record.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

That... [he pauses in his cheer to point at him.] That is a depressing statement, but I know what you mean.

[puro]

[His life is depressing. It's the WORST. ]

And even if this is far from home, there's good to be found here. So that's something.

How about you?

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Oh, I'm all right... At some point I became entangled in a web of relationships so complex that a teenage girl told me I've got problems, but that seems to be settling out. Finally.

[...you know what, he's in an all right mood. he's already sarcastically talking about his problems. he slinks into the room and quietly has a seat on something.]

[puro]

[He gives a soft chuckle at that. ]

Matters of the heart can get pretty tricky. One second you think they're fine and the next they're a tangled mess.

I'm glad they're settling for you, amigo.