RP Siren's Call

"Sounds like I'm outnumbered...eh...just don't crash and burn and I'll be cool.."

 

"I think the vote's fifty-fifty at the moment; so someone else better speak up, or we're not going far with this one."

 

"Hell...go fast, I don't care...just get us there in one piece and I'll be fine with whatever..."

 

"Go in fast if you insist, but try not to be too reckless. I'd prefer to survive to the landing."

 

"Heh, thanks for the vote of confidence. As I said earlier, I've never crashed a ship; I just had one shot out from underneath me." Lucca takes another look at the data on the screens. "Strange anomalies, huh."

 

"Pretty creepy, but isn't that what we should expect?"

 

"A vote of confidence from a fella with no clue on d-..piloting skills..wouldn't value at much.."

 

" Uh...Sam....Did you remember to make sure the landing stabilizers were fixed? "

 

Winston sits back and examines the data on the screen.

(My alerts broke and I didnt know this progressed)

 

"Well, th'likelihood o'us bein' shot at some point on our journey is nearly a given. Though I'm sure it's nuffin' we can't handle."

The Captain smiles blankly for a moment. "... Yeah. 'Course I did." Her hand fumbles over her coat, reaching for a small data tablet as she stares at a fixed point in space. After a brief glance at the screen and a few quick taps, she gives an over-enthused nod and seems to snap back to life. "Yeah, yeah, I 'ad Miss Kritz down bellow decks make sure o'it. 'Course I did, what am I thinkin', lettin' that slip me mind that I didn't let that slip me mind..."

Cap'n Sam clears her throat. "Anyhow. Th'mission. If'in's yer all ready, I'll proceed t'the next part o'the plan--landfall."

 

"Heh, alright, I'll keep that in mind."

"No need to keep us waiting, Captain."

 

She waits for the Captain to explain.

 

"Lay it on us Sammy.."

 

Phateon looks at Sam expectantly