[voicewaking; gameprepping?]

[redripoff]

It's been a year.

And you've gotten sloppy. Forgive me if I'm less than enthused.

Comments

[redripoff]

Who runs the place? Last time I was in space, the heads at the top were less than savory.

[lionsandsnow]

I think I've heard the captains are a pair of mice.

[redripoff]

...Mice.

[lionsandsnow]

About as believable as anything else there.

[redripoff]

Well, I can believe that. I guess even back home, that wouldn't be too much of a stretch. I'm guessing you haven't met your mousey captors.

[lionsandsnow]

If I could find my way that close to the cockpit, I'd try my luck at piloting.

[redripoff]

So you're a pilot.

[lionsandsnow]

Not hardly. I barely qualify as a mechanic.

[redripoff]

Well then I hope you're at least lucky!

[lionsandsnow]

Hear, hear.

Have you got a place you'll be heading off to, then?

[redripoff]

Looking at an alien city, I guess. Still outer space--just no rodentia in the upper parts of the hierarchy.

Or at least, not as far as I've seen.